It’s the Exam period.
AGAIN.
Now they’re called EOYs, not CTs anymore, which don’t make no sense cause they’re still acronyms.
Anyway, the point is, I’m under immense stress, and so is half the school population. The other half either are supersmart and they’ve finished mugging, or they’ve given up on all hope.
It’s this point in time where I realize why people need their stress relieves and baby beanies so much. Because it’s impossible to go through life without some form of stress release and relief.
Mine is of course my music. Celine Dion, specifically, That’s The Way It Is, and Reba, da Queen of Country. Stuff like that.
I shudder to think what would happen if stress from homework ever got to us. I was reading this article on a girl who got so stressed out over JC schoolwork that she nearly broke into depression. She was saved in the nick of time.
It’s really shocking, you know? Like this actually happens and people can actually get hurt from doing schoolwork. I’m not implying that the girl is weak or anything, but… to me, it seems rather far out there.
I can feel for the girl, and I can get her plight. I feel the strain and stress there is too.
But surely there had to be something that she could have done herself to ease up the stress, before it got too out of hand?
I’m not a perfect scorer for my grades, rather, I’m in extremes, i.e. extreme-good for some, extreme-bad for others (especially the double-weightage one) and hence I’m not one to speak, but I guess if I were to choose between my grades and my wellbeing, I’ll definitely, without-a-doubt, go for my wellbeing and my health.
I can’t believe some people will actually sacrifice their health for their work. Workaholics, in student form, will go to any lengths to get their grade, even if it means sacrificing their peace time and sleep time.
There’s no doubt at all that my overall health comes first.
Which leads me to admit, that because of the Lit performance task of Black comedy recently, I’ve been neglecting my usual wellbeing rites, and not eating proper meals and stuff. Regretfully, I now have a semi-cold.
But yesterday, thankfully, I went home to sleep, instead of doing what the other guys did, cause they actually wanted to STAY IN SCHOOL overnight to rehearse all the way through.
Siao, I was all AGAINST it can!
It’s like why sleep in school when you’re not camping? I know you want marks, but that’s extreme right!
No beds, hard floors, and a performance next day. It was suicidal, and don’t reference Survivor: China to me. They get a million bucks if they make it through.
But I protested, and in the end we all went home.
So it’s not too late to salvage. Nothing’s too late to salvage.
I know it seems tough, but find your outlet and comforts. It will get better.
At least, I hope.
P.S. I have gotten one of the best gifts in my entire life!!!! It’s now my official cheer-me-up. Whenever I feel down, I take a look at it and I’m immediately happy.
*BRACE YOURSELF*
So freakin’ cute! Plus it’s very me!
THANKS MR FONG! =)






