Hmm.

Once again my emotions have taken over me.
I'm going to sink myself in to typing an extra long post once again.

Here is a brief account of my week of examinations.
I'm not sure how I'll fair, I'm delighted with some yet horrified by other papers.

This examinations, I didn't feel stressed at all.
Not one bit.
While doing the papers I could still think about what I want to eat for dinner or what I wanted to do after the exams.
I'm not sure if that is a good or a bad thing.
For one, it helps me calm my mind down and remember things better (as proven in my geography, maths and physics paper).
But at the same time, it leads to me having a tendency to write slowly.

I'm a deep thinker, no doubts about that.
I think a lot, most of the time too much for my own good.
I can't help but do the paper slowly.
I can't do a question halfway and skip and come back later.
Once I start a question, my mind won't rest till it comes to an answer or explaination.
That is me, its not something I can change in a day.
Cause of that, I do my papers slower than others do.
I'm not saying I'm weird, I've just got a different personality.
But doing slow issint necessarily a bad thing.
For the quesitons I do, I secure most of the marks (applicable to Maths and Physics).
And its proven true from pass results.

Anyway, I really wish I could think faster.
I wish I could speak faster without tripping on my words so often.
I'm not a charismatic person.
I can't give good speeches or inspiring ones.
My team can testify to that.

Back to my papers.
GP is as usual uncertain.
Geography was alright, it was the first time I studied my casestudies for Physical Geog and its proved to be a life saver.
Econs was horrible, my first essay was good but the subsequent ones not up to my capabilities due to my slow brain and hands.
For physics, I could do most of the questions but I left 13/60 marks blank. Once again, due to lack of time.
Maths was the paper I was most satisfied with, its the first time I've completed a maths paper and feel reasonably confident. There were some mistakes that I've spotted but its a huge improvement.

One more week of study.
One more week of examinations.
I'll be 18 on the last day of my examinations.

Its going to signify a new stage of my life.
I'm looking forward to it.

Today, we celebrated teachers day.
I was disturbed by the loud chattering that went on during the prayer service.
I wanted to just let out a big "ssssssssssssshhhhh".
The concert in CJC had some pretty disappointing performances.
I shall not mention them.
I thought the Emcees did a great job in keeping us entertained.
The choir's performance deserves and honourable mention.

I went to BP after that.
We were stopped at the gate and told that we cannot enter.
The guard said, "Visiting hours are over, you cannot come in."
What!
After all that travelling, we're not even allowed to see our teachers.
It was ridiculous.
Anyway I called Mrs Chiang and she said she would come to the gate to see us.
Fortunately, the operation manager or some sort came and let us all in.
Its quite ridiculous that even on Teacher's day we're not allowed to enter.
Imagine how the teachers would feel.

I then walked in and saw Mrs Chiang and she asked how we got in.
Anyway she told us there was some food beside the canteen.
Along the way there, I met Mr Tom Chan, my red house Master.
He really took care of my when I was the house captain in BP.
It was really nice to see him again.
I felt like a jinx though.
JINXiong <- maybe its something to do with my chinese name.
Everytime I go back to BP, Tom Chan will end up injured.
The last time I went, he stepped on my feet and sprained his ankle.
This time his hand was sprained, cause of a soccer incident.

I then called Mr Chiam, my sec 3&4 form teacher, and went to find him.
I'm really worried about Mr Chiam.
He had a minor heart attack recently.
I can't stress enough how nice a teacher he is.
The sacrifices he made for our class cannot be quantified.
I remember the times he even offered to meet us in groups every Saturday just to help us catch up with maths.
He also willingly offers to treat us for lunch when we see him walking out of school.
Theres an endless things to say about him.
But the point is, He is someone really sincere and caring and treats us like his own children.

Anyway, once again, he offered to treat us all to lunch at Pastamania.
All 15 of his ex students who went back.
Imagine the cost of that.
But he was willing to.
We couldn't let him pay that amount and decided to get our orders when he went off to draw money.
We just couldn't.
I think he is really blessed to have such a close relationship with his students.

I came home and slacked a while.
I later went to Yewtee Primary School with Caleb and Benjamin to see Ms Gwei.
Its been a year since I last saw her.
I saw her on the MRT station at Yewtee the previous teacher's day.
Anyway, Benjamin's accent seemed so different from the last time I heard him speak.
Its been more than 3 years if I've not mistaken.

I was really happy to see Ms Gwei again.
She still look the same!
She looked similar to when we first saw her in Primary 5.
No wait, since my sister was in Primary 5, and Ms Gwei taught her.
Its amazing how she managed to maintain her looks after giving birth to her daughter who is now 6 years old.
We had a really long talk with Ms Gwei.
The conversation did not seem to pause.
I remember vividly, 2 years ago, we were in the same school talking about which JCs or Polys we wanted to go to.
Now, we're talking about which Universities we want to go to, NS, and our ambitions.
Its amazing how much we've grown.
Its even more amazing we still visit Ms Gwei after so long.
Its time like this that make teaching rewarding - seeing your students grow.
I miss her lessons.
After about 1 hour and 15 minutes of talks, it was time to part.
We said our last wishes and went off.

I must say this teacher's day was a really meaningful one.