OK. Its been a long time.

Glenn and Lionel and Phuong havent been much help in Project Work. The first two did the original GPP (in which I gave LOADS of input and they just put in) which I had to do loads of edits on and after the teacher had a word with us I asked L. to do the edits after giving him a couple of pointers. He returned it to me all but unchanged. And he took hours to do even that. But it was good I guess, by then I was too worn out to touch it myself.

I don't think I even got into Debate Committee while this guy on the team was made President, and this other girl who's on probation for Student Council/Slaves is Vice-President. Hee hee. Very funny, seniors.

That Kuo Chuan Presbyterian Secondary Debate Clinic the CCA has roped us into is not very good. But the students we are working with are obliging and interested. Something I never expected.

I volunteered to spar with main team this week. Sparring was yesterday. It was exhausting but much, much better than what we usually did as a club before the trials (everybody thrown into the kitchen sink-format Debates).

Skipped Saturday CCA for the second week in a row.

The Troubles

One thing I know: I should not have taken physics.

It's awful. Things are awful and everyday I'm made to feel stupid.

My mother's called and arranged yet another physics tution (is that grammatically correct?--ought to convey the meaning clearly enough). Frankly I'd rather eat glass. I'd rather stay at home and sulk. I'd rather quit.

And whoo! Tomorrow's Friday and that means physics practical.

I want to leave this place. I don't know where for I just no longer want to stay here. I reme,ber earlier on, weeks, months ago my mother said I could go to United World College, now my dad says I can go off to this place in Australia to study--unfortunately both are very expensive and if I say that I'd like to go now, very seriously, sure as hell they're not going to let me. It's the way my life has always turned out. No way to escape it.