Perhaps the only bright spark now is my school life- the only reason why i laugh/smile anymore (besides the courteous smiles to food vendors/sales lady etc). thank god for the group of friends i have, and our watertight friendships. it's amazing. squeezing 10 people onto a table with bench that can accommodate 9, playing monopoly deal while eating, talking about relationships, life, and people in general, complaining every single time we have to climb the non air-conditioned, non-automated stairs for FIVE LEVELS before reaching the year 6 level, but still climbing every single time. forming a long human chain, clinging on to each other's bag while climbing up the stairs (in an attempt to give the boys free workout but lugging us girls up the stairs), laughing at all the silly things we say in a moment of light-headedness- gosh, i live for those moments. PE is a period where i laugh non-stop for an hour and a half while playing badminton (i can't understand why some classes deliberately skip PE!?) and i'm so sad that we had our last PE lesson yesterday, but i'll cherish those memories still.

And i realise that one thing we girls started saying to each other is how cute the sec one kids are in their oversized berms. either that or gushing about how only the guys from AC are so gentlemanly (most of the time:)). holding doors open for us, helping us buy drinks/return plates, giving up their seats for us, taking notes for us when we're absent etc etc. i'm gonna miss all of those. sometimes when i just don't feel like working on my stupid analytic chem worksheet, i stop, think about school days, and i can't help but smile.

I was stupid to have worried about whether or not i would truly fit in, because i've grown to realise that if anything, AC fits you- you don't have to struggle to fit it. it's a nice feeling to know that. if only choices in life were this easy, if only they always work out, if only every time we can look back and say confidently that 'i didn't regret this' (like i have for the past 6 years), what a life it would be. yet now, it's the year for choices once more, and this time, like all times, i am unsure, hesitant and stressed. more so than any time in the past 6 years. it's scary. no wonder all my sec sch teachers tell me this: 2 years in JC are the real tough years- triumph that and uni is a breeze. what good advice:) but first, i need people to tell me how to triumph this.

if JC experience can be framed by an equation, i think i've gotten it figured out:

[friendships x laughter x mistakes] divided by [IAs + EE + TOK + wearing non-sch socks + coloured hair ties etc]

get yourself a huge numerator (seeing as how denominator is really a constant, denoted by IB, maybe a little smaller if you don't occasionally flout school rules - well, who haven't?) and you're set to enjoy the two years (maybe not so much the last two months, like, NOW till november) and gather a lifetime worth of memories to savour:)

and now i'm going back to figuring out what compound it is that the HNMR spectra is for=.= not that in the real world, any one would need it, because we have something called databases (thank god:))

aargh.

but i need to end on a positive note, because i am determined to prove that morning devotion speaker wrong- that we do write about positive things on our blogs/journals:)

so good night:) sweet dreams of sugar coated butter cookies that melt in your mouth.