Of Idiots Chasing in College

I think my blog will end up as entries on a weekly basis, and not as a daily one. I guess there will be daily snippets of my everyday life, but other than that, I think my life is too mundane to be mentioned in this blog at all. What can I say? I live a boring life.

Well, last Saturday was pretty good. Went to play basketball early in the morning. Well, it ended up more like trying to play basketball. The first two games ended mid-way due to injuries (myself gotten two scraped knees and a twisted foot) and the last game went against all basic principles of basketball. All of us were trying to lose the game, with various excuses given (lazy, tired, lazy, lazy, lazy)

Anyway, that Saturday was also the day my AS results were coming out. For all those who don't know, the AS (Advance-Subsidiary) comprises of 50% of the whole A-levels paper. I knew my results beforehand and I was supposed to keep mum about it till I get my results. Then, word got loose about it, and I got chased around KDU and got whacked on my injured foot - no thanks to Luke and Tayallen, who seemed to think that I should be telling them about my results while they were playing basketball. Sheesh! As though I had to tell them that. Anyway, according to Taya, my reactions were as followed:

(before knowing results)
Me: Donwan to play basketball lah. Gonna get results that day. Too much stress cannot shoot properly.
Taya: Bloody hell you. Don't give excuses.

(after knowing results)
Me: Woay, Taya, wake up! Basketball lah! Come to my house first lah before you go, k?

(after knowing results and being chased in college)
Me: Aaahhhh. Idiots! I twisted my foot lah, and you expect me to run. Don't kick, don't kick. Aaahhhhh
Taya & Luke: Bloody fool. Know the results already didn't tell us. No wonder suddenly so enthusiastic to play lah. Take that.
Me: Aaaahhhh. (heard by entire college)

Well, that might not be what we said exactly, but you get the gist.

After that, went back home with the guys. I played Diablo while they played RISK. And then we go cybercafe together-gether.

Talk about a day.

Of Suicide

Razors pain you, Rivers are damp,

Acids stain you and drugs cause cramp.

Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give,

Gas smells awful. You might as well live


(P/s: Found this somewhere on the Net. Just for information's sake, and not as a ploy to make fun of those who are contemplating suicide. Nor as a reflection of my own thoughts - so don't worry. Just thought that I would like to share this with other people. Suicide is no laughing matter.)

Of The Passing Week

Well, thats that. Coping sucks. Really.

Anyway, I could say it was a pretty eventful week(s). Started classes. And there has just been a change in the vibes around. Suddenly, everybody seem to realised that the next exam is just like three months away, and our A2 exams will be in May. No more festive mood. Everybody seems to be studying more too. Oh yeah, and our AS results will be out next Saturday. Argh. Not a good way to start a new year.

I got suspended from the library! For playing bridge! I was mentioning this to my friends who knew me in high school and their reactions were the likes of 'OMG, YOU got suspended - cannot believe' and ' From the LIBRARY too! Man, Chong must have really bad influences at KDU.' Note: This is the first time I have ever got suspended - from anything! Haha. Well, you can't say you have lived it all if you don't get suspended. =)

There was a black out today, and from what I heard, it affected Klang Valley to Johor. Well, my classmates weren't exactly disheartened by it. We were actually complaining about the two-hour long Economics class which was supposed to be held at 3. But as they say, ' Be careful what you wish for, it might come true'. We ended up playing bridge - again - at one of the science laboratories and got sick of cards. After that, we enjoyed a colourful dose of Bridget Jones' Diary: The Edge of Reason at One Utama. Enjoyable.

Back to work for me.

Of Not Getting Into Cambridge

Dissappointed? Yes.

Sad? Maybe.

Relieved? Absolutely!

Its over and done for. Am feeling a conflict of emotions right now. Don't really know whether I am happy or sad. But one thing is for sure : I am relieved that it is finally over. All those waiting and screwed-up interviews and stress and tempers and tears all came down to one thing : A rejection letter from Cambridge.

Regrets? None whatsoever.

For me, I believe that there should never be any regrets in my life. All the stress was worth it. It has been, well, one hell of a ride. And I am glad that through these tedious months of applications and waiting, I have grown. And you know what, I am so darn PROUD of myself. I applied, knowing that my chance was next to zero, not taking Further Mathematics or Physics and applying for Actuarial Science for the other universities, and just basing it on the fact that I love Math and Math alone. I had to compete with the best of the best, and well, I realised I did not live my life so as not to go through any of these. I have no regrets whatsoever. Applying to Cambridge was probably one of the most fulfilling moments of my life, and I am glad I did it. If not, I might not have gone closer to some people and might not have learnt more about myself. A bit the cliche lah, but its true.

Being the best person does not mean one has to go to the best universities or have the best job or have the best looks or have the best grades. I believe that the best person is the one who makes the best out of every opportunity given to him/her. For we can argue luck, we can argue fate, but whatever is given to us, I believe that all of us have the ability to simply be the best just because he/she has done their best in the very worst of circumstances. There maybe some hidden self-consoling in this. Whatever it is, I know that I will continue to love Mathematics and nothing can prevent me from that.

City? Here I come!

Cambridge? Maybe next year.