The collision of your kiss
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Friday, October 27, 2006

I KNOW I KNOW I KMOW. I am well aware of the fact that it has been a month since I last blogged. A thousand apologies to fans(if any) for the unannounced hiatus. But please understand that the 'O' levels are just round the corner(next week in fact) hence the need pump in hours and hours of revision. Wish me luck:) As cliche as it may sound, I can't believe 4 years have passed since I first stepped into Crescent. More like 4 minutes. Back in my sec 1 year, little-o-me viewed the 'O's as something a light year away. Hakuna Matata, as the Lion king movie would have put it. Today 's situation is the polar opposite.The ultimate battle is beckoning. All that I have learnt in the past few years is going to converge in this one exam. It's up to me to know my stuff, use it to tackle the questions thrown at me and finally emerge with 6 A1s. I think I'm more or less prepared to rise up to the challenges that await me, considering that I did revise consistently and sought assistance from teachers. Kudos to my nutty family too, for keeping my spirits up.

I still remember the story Mrs Lee told us about a famous statue of Mary. People would come and touch her nose for good luck. Over the years, Mary's nose was worn down almost competely. Mrs Lee says this was applies to our attitude towards our studies. Each effort, no matter how little, would take us one step closer to success.

When I think of the post 'O' days, my heart flutters with excitement. It would be well within my rights to slack, slack and slack some more to my heart's content. I'm especially excited about Prom. The glitz! The glamour! But sheesh, to savour the sweet we nust first brave the bitter. Occasionaly, in the midst of all that studying I do indulge in some beautifully-refreshing slacking. Then I remeber I 'm supposed to gear up for a battle and return to the desk. Forbidden fruit tastes the SWEETEST after it's ripe, after all.


And I will always think of you as the sun*