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Oct 03, 2006 02:30

a couple of cambridge examiners with proud potbellies are making their way to singapore soon; and it's making me nervous. the thought of them judging my piece of art is likely to make me go insane. well, if you can call that junk art anyway. it's exactly a month before our first paper and it would be so convenient if i could do nothing about it. be dormant. not touch a thing. just, let it be.

to have it my way would be to defy everything that's trying to make me work. why do people put in so much emphasis on paper qualification and allow their entire being and self-worth be encompassed in a pathetic bit of paper? most of us are guilty - though the extent varies - of setting a benchmark or judging our own self against another's paper qualification or achievements. i do believe education/ knowledge/ acquiring the propensity to reason and judge, or whatever that is synonymous or equivalent to the act of enlightenment, is an important aspect in life. but judging someone's mental capability, capacity and aptitude by their tangible results, veers far away from the point of it in the first place.

dismiss this then, as the ramblings of someone who does not wish to acknowledge reality and lives on the peripherals of her ideals and fantasy, or is just - i admit - pure lazy and merely finding an excuse to justify her lack of action or drive to achieve. but i make no apologies. isn't there more to life than this? surely there is. however, it seems that most, in fact all of us are bent on the upcoming exams, and nothing else pervades our mind.

and here i was, thinking that it was all over after the o levels. i hardly have any more motivation left to sustain me through this third lap. my actions? i am predisposed to bear the consequences, come what may.

codswallop.
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