hanging in there.
I'm back in the void.
Last week, after about 2 weeks of consistent hell, I dropped everything and ran. I basked in the great outdoors for 3 days and 2 nights. I stumbled through the forest when it was pitch-dark, tripped over rocks in the pool, scrambled and slipped through mud, abseiled down a waterfall, attended a stargazing-cum-"talent show" session and basically had the best time.
But reality beckoned, and now it's all back to school, down to business, back to the whirr and hum of everyday mayhem that we're all so resigned to.
It is a bit disconcerting that I can't quite remember what happened since the start of term 2. If I were to sum things up, it would be something along the lines of work, and more work. The sudden influx of essays. PI constantly hounding me at the back of my head, and now GPP. Maths tutorials. More questions, more essays. More PW woes. Everything's such a blur.
I think the term "Monday blues", though cliched, is actually pretty apt in describing the start of every week I've been expericing so far. Every week come Monday night realisation suddenly dawns on me that I have a heck load of stuff that I haven't done. Then I start freaking out and beating myself up for not doing it earlier, though in some cases I really couldn't have because time did not permit. Tuesday onwards I'm back to late nights, caffeine and fatigue. It's a vicious cycle.
I don't know what it is about JC that makes it so intense. I thought my upper secondary school years were stressful. Now I think that the past 3 months in J1 can probably cover whatever stress that I experienced in RG for the past 2 years =S Perhaps it's the whole gearing-up-for-A-Levels thing that makes everyone so uptight and competitive in general. In JC, everyone's doing something, so I guess it's hard not to be swept up in the wave of things, as resistant as you may try to be. And weirdly enough, actually being active and involved has some sort of appeal in JC that I've never before had in secondary school o_O Goes to show what kind of lazy bum I was.
A while ago I was running through the list of things I had to do when I realised that I practically know what I'll be doing every month for the rest of this year. May - GPP, prepare for GP CTs. June - FPS training, complete that SLA project thing, prepare for EUYF, and mug for CTs. July - CTs, FPS competition, SLA project presentation, EUYF. August - REACH Cambridge (provided my CT results don't die on me epicly), PW reports (can't remember which at the moment =S). September - More PW, mugging for Promos. October - Promos, preparation for PW OP. November - PW OP, possibly FPS finals if we get through, Humanz overseas trip. December - presumably a real holiday, not counting the possible mugging of J1 stuff in preparation for the first J2 CTs D: It's scary how so many activities can be jam-packed within the next few months. I know come July I will be frothing at the mouth from all the rubbish commitments I have. Okay they're not all rubbish but you get what I mean.
Sigh. REACH shall be the prize at the end of this second, much-more-prolonged wave of hell. I would love to work towards that.
Enough. This was a fairly pointless post >< I just needed to ramble. Now on to Poisson Distribution D:
Last week, after about 2 weeks of consistent hell, I dropped everything and ran. I basked in the great outdoors for 3 days and 2 nights. I stumbled through the forest when it was pitch-dark, tripped over rocks in the pool, scrambled and slipped through mud, abseiled down a waterfall, attended a stargazing-cum-"talent show" session and basically had the best time.
But reality beckoned, and now it's all back to school, down to business, back to the whirr and hum of everyday mayhem that we're all so resigned to.
It is a bit disconcerting that I can't quite remember what happened since the start of term 2. If I were to sum things up, it would be something along the lines of work, and more work. The sudden influx of essays. PI constantly hounding me at the back of my head, and now GPP. Maths tutorials. More questions, more essays. More PW woes. Everything's such a blur.
I think the term "Monday blues", though cliched, is actually pretty apt in describing the start of every week I've been expericing so far. Every week come Monday night realisation suddenly dawns on me that I have a heck load of stuff that I haven't done. Then I start freaking out and beating myself up for not doing it earlier, though in some cases I really couldn't have because time did not permit. Tuesday onwards I'm back to late nights, caffeine and fatigue. It's a vicious cycle.
I don't know what it is about JC that makes it so intense. I thought my upper secondary school years were stressful. Now I think that the past 3 months in J1 can probably cover whatever stress that I experienced in RG for the past 2 years =S Perhaps it's the whole gearing-up-for-A-Levels thing that makes everyone so uptight and competitive in general. In JC, everyone's doing something, so I guess it's hard not to be swept up in the wave of things, as resistant as you may try to be. And weirdly enough, actually being active and involved has some sort of appeal in JC that I've never before had in secondary school o_O Goes to show what kind of lazy bum I was.
A while ago I was running through the list of things I had to do when I realised that I practically know what I'll be doing every month for the rest of this year. May - GPP, prepare for GP CTs. June - FPS training, complete that SLA project thing, prepare for EUYF, and mug for CTs. July - CTs, FPS competition, SLA project presentation, EUYF. August - REACH Cambridge (provided my CT results don't die on me epicly), PW reports (can't remember which at the moment =S). September - More PW, mugging for Promos. October - Promos, preparation for PW OP. November - PW OP, possibly FPS finals if we get through, Humanz overseas trip. December - presumably a real holiday, not counting the possible mugging of J1 stuff in preparation for the first J2 CTs D: It's scary how so many activities can be jam-packed within the next few months. I know come July I will be frothing at the mouth from all the rubbish commitments I have. Okay they're not all rubbish but you get what I mean.
Sigh. REACH shall be the prize at the end of this second, much-more-prolonged wave of hell. I would love to work towards that.
Enough. This was a fairly pointless post >< I just needed to ramble. Now on to Poisson Distribution D: