12 days to SPM.. and counting.

Bloody hell. The first words that come into my mind.

That 12 days leave me with less than 1 day to revise 11 subjects. What shall I do? The sky is falling! Doomsday! Doom upon us! Pigs can fly! I saw one with pink tutu whizzed past! Right. As if I'll drop dead on the floor and panic. Me? The great One whose face appeared in Borneo Post today (hell yeah) drop dead and panic because of SPM? You wish, bloody hell it'll happen. I've got a dream and nothing alive nor dead will take it away. JPA / Bank Negara Scholarship, here I come.

*laughs shrilly*

Anyway, life has returned to normal (finally). I learnt something new after that whole ordeal ( let's not go back there shall we? )

1. I get controlled by emotions.
2. When I do, nothing seems to matter.
3. It sucks, actually.
4. I think it has a lot to do with star signs.
5. Now I'm free from all the silly 'life' and emotional problems.
6. No more, no thank you.
7. Not for a long while.
8. I won't get controlled by emotions anymore. My biggest weakness.
9. Now I focus on studies. Hooray!
10. Okay, this is getting lame.

I learnt to be more matured. I look up to those people who can study even though there's a battle around them with grenades and hot bullets whizzing past. I admire Sam Sii. She's got this amazing brain, ya know? I lost to her by 2 marks in the recent trial exam. Oh and I got third. Reclaimed my territory.

*evil laugh*

I learnt not to let emotions control me. Looking back, it was so stupid. I actually relish my new found freedom from it all. Silly me. Fine, anybody out there who reads this can say " HAH! I told you " right in my face. I admit it.

What a waste of 2 years.

Right, let's not dwell on the past. George Santayana puts it - " Those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it ". I'll remember this.

It's time to reaffirm my goals. Let's see.

1. Get a kick-ass result in SPM.
2. Get scholarship or whatever.
3. Get good grades and be the genius in varsity. Whatever it takes.
4. Go out, get a job, get a life, earn. Seriously print money.
5. Start a company and be a millionaire. Heck, no, billionaire. Build an empire, bring glory and create legacy for my family.

Or, I could replace number 4 and 5 with this:

4. Learn everything I could about medicine and human anatomy.
5. Be a great surgeon, save lives, go to Heaven. Period.

Oh dilemma.. I blame Grey's Anatomy for even suggesting to my conscience that maybe, just MAYBE, I have this innate passion for Biology. AND I have cold hands. AND I enjoy cutting things open.

Who knows? Dilemma. Let time tell and God decide.

I love this show.