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So I'm pretty indecisive.
Today the sec 4s that participated in the SYF met Ms Suhaila after school. So apparently we're allowed to participate in the closing ceremony of SYF. But this would mean extra stress, less time for studying, a chance of missing blockbooking and having to pay for a gown we'll wear once. But this is such a privilege, and what an opportunity. I can barely comprehend it. But still, is it worth it? Everyone I asked (outside of choir) said no. Except for my mum.
Also, I've started to have doubts about my goals again. Let's face it, I'm definitely going to polytechnic, because a) I can't do Chinese, b) I can't handle the stress, and, perhaps most importantly, c) I can't iron my uniform for nuts. The maid recently left and I'll be despairing with my lack of ironing skills. 23 weeks to go, I can do this!
With that said, I'm still unsure of my future. I don't know if I want to pursue language or culinary. Not just English, but French, Italian, Japanese; it's always been a dream. One I thought I'd never be capable of achieving. Maybe I'm still not able to, and am grasping at straws because I'm so unsure. I honestly wish there were consultants about this.
I can't stand my indecisiveness, moreso than anyone else. Writing down the pros and cons are never a help for me, either.
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Demons are liars,
And angels are honest,
But people speak both lies and truths,
so we're most troublesome of all. Labels: quote
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There are few people worth your tears; and they are the people who will not make you cry.
- Carmen Green Labels: quote
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Something to keep in mind...
Labels: cheer up
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Neglect Returned
1.
Proud Strephon! do not think my Heart
So absolute a Slave:
Nor in so mean a servile state,
But if I say that you're Ingrate,
I've Pride, and Pow'r, enough, my
Chains to Brave.
2.
I Scorn to Grieve, or Sigh for one,
That does my Tears Neglect;
If in your Looks you Coldness wear,
Or a desire of Change Appear,
I can your Vows, your Love, and you Reject.
3.
What refined madness would it be,
With Tears to dim those Eyes
Whose Rays, if Grief do not Rebate(1),
Each hour new Lovers might Create,
And with each Look, gain a more glorious Prize!
4.
Then do not think with Frowns to Fright,
Or Threaten me with Hate,
For I can be as cold as you,
Disdain as much, as proudly too,
And break my Chain in spite of Love or Fate.
By Ephelia Labels: poem
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I have so many things I've been wanting to write about. SYF, the results, my thoughts about how time is escaping my hold, prelims and all that jazz. Even though I wanted to, I somehow couldn't bring myself to do it. I wonder why? It's really strange, it's not as if it's excruciatingly painful or anything. It's probably too late to post about SYF now that it's over, but I'll definitely have a post with all the pictures soon.
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There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind.
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So I'm pretty indecisive.
Today the sec 4s that participated in the SYF met Ms Suhaila after school. So apparently we're allowed to participate in the closing ceremony of SYF. But this would mean extra stress, less time for studying, a chance of missing blockbooking and having to pay for a gown we'll wear once. But this is such a privilege, and what an opportunity. I can barely comprehend it. But still, is it worth it? Everyone I asked (outside of choir) said no. Except for my mum.
Also, I've started to have doubts about my goals again. Let's face it, I'm definitely going to polytechnic, because a) I can't do Chinese, b) I can't handle the stress, and, perhaps most importantly, c) I can't iron my uniform for nuts. The maid recently left and I'll be despairing with my lack of ironing skills. 23 weeks to go, I can do this!
With that said, I'm still unsure of my future. I don't know if I want to pursue language or culinary. Not just English, but French, Italian, Japanese; it's always been a dream. One I thought I'd never be capable of achieving. Maybe I'm still not able to, and am grasping at straws because I'm so unsure. I honestly wish there were consultants about this.
I can't stand my indecisiveness, moreso than anyone else. Writing down the pros and cons are never a help for me, either.
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Demons are liars,
And angels are honest,
But people speak both lies and truths,
so we're most troublesome of all. Labels: quote
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There are few people worth your tears; and they are the people who will not make you cry.
- Carmen Green Labels: quote
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Something to keep in mind...
Labels: cheer up
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Neglect Returned
1.
Proud Strephon! do not think my Heart
So absolute a Slave:
Nor in so mean a servile state,
But if I say that you're Ingrate,
I've Pride, and Pow'r, enough, my
Chains to Brave.
2.
I Scorn to Grieve, or Sigh for one,
That does my Tears Neglect;
If in your Looks you Coldness wear,
Or a desire of Change Appear,
I can your Vows, your Love, and you Reject.
3.
What refined madness would it be,
With Tears to dim those Eyes
Whose Rays, if Grief do not Rebate(1),
Each hour new Lovers might Create,
And with each Look, gain a more glorious Prize!
4.
Then do not think with Frowns to Fright,
Or Threaten me with Hate,
For I can be as cold as you,
Disdain as much, as proudly too,
And break my Chain in spite of Love or Fate.
By Ephelia Labels: poem
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I have so many things I've been wanting to write about. SYF, the results, my thoughts about how time is escaping my hold, prelims and all that jazz. Even though I wanted to, I somehow couldn't bring myself to do it. I wonder why? It's really strange, it's not as if it's excruciatingly painful or anything. It's probably too late to post about SYF now that it's over, but I'll definitely have a post with all the pictures soon.
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There are far better things ahead than any we leave behind.
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Zinc Tan
Singapore Polytechnic
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I like Japanese culture, TV, books, food, and photography.
We write to taste life twice ~ Anaïs Nin
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Layout: Indie Devotee
Done by: Victoria
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Indecision 
