The Nightmare After Christmas.

Results day. I walked into the auditorium. A certain member of the senior administration was droning on and on, and going through slides of statistics for each subject. I managed to snatchat a few  phrases: “not as good as the last”, “slightly disappointed”… To start with I was unable to make head or tale of the statistics; this compounded my anxiety. But he persisted in going through the unending lists, and I couldn’t tell how the last 2 years of hard work had borne or not borne fruit or what kind of fruit was borne. The sky grew dark, and we had to come back the next day to continue the debriefing and collect our exam results. I vaguely remember some sort of hostage/ terrorist situation too. Then I woke up, realizing that in my sleep I had somehow rotated myself 90 degrees, so that my body lay almost parallel to the bed’s headboard.

What a dream. The first time I dream about the IBDP in as-long-as-I-can-remember it turns into a nightmare. Well, at least its great to know that my subconscious hasn’t lost its imagination.

 

Time flies.

16 days to Christmas!

Today:

1. I went to CK Tangs to do CAS- gift wrapping in efforts to raise funds for Focus on the Family.
2. Was tiring- I spent about 5 hours standing at a booth in B1 attempting to wrap presents (I’m not very good).
3. Was embarrassing, there were times when the presents were so horribly wrapped, and the customers were right in front of me, trying their best to be patient. Though I was smiling on the outside, as per the Christmas spirit, there were times when I was panicking and praying internally.
4. Was blessed- customers were really nice, even when I messed up; and I managed to do some passable work.
5. I met my primary school mate cheng ying, who is studying at MJ now. The last time we talked was approximately 7 years ago! It was great to hear that she received Christ 2 years back.
6. I realized that its a good thing that gift wrapping is not one of my HLs.
7. I was reminded how far behind I am in terms of getting gifts for people. Please, don’t anyone expect much out of me this year.
8. I worked (still working) on my EE. Posting on this blog functions as a break.
9. I thanked God for the way today worked out.

Tomorrow

1. There is church to attend.
2. Bags to pack.
3. EE to work on.
4. Seven day camp to go for.
5. Foreign delegates to meet.
6. Dinner with foreign delegates at somewhere uniquely Singaporean.
7. God to trust.

In the near future, I have

1. EE, TOK Essay, Business IA to finish.
2. Christmas shopping to do.
3. Theater arts scripts to work on.
4. More gift wrapping at CK Tangs.
5. Family to celebrate Christmas with. I can’t believe I’ve spent so much time out of the house so far.
6. Cooking to learn. Mom’s teaching.
7. Christmas dinner to help prepare. Am looking forward to this.
8. Hopefully a trip around town to look at the lights.
9. Time to cherish! The holidays are passing so fast.
10. God to love.

Other interesting things worth doing.

1. Running to run.
2. Cycling to cycle.
3. Ultimate to play.

 

A retraction.

It seems that when I talk to people, the conversation often strays into the holidays and school work, which would have me go on and on about how much work I have, and how hard it is, and how much I hate doing work during the school holidays, and how much… The list goes on. And I have realized, quite frankly that I’m a bit of the world’s biggest complainer. At the end of the week gone by, I can honestly say that I have been blessed much more than I have given God credit for.

Theater Arts rehearsals have been fun, I’ve been learning how to waltz. I’m learning loads, and the t.arts, all of them are a great bunch to hang out with. Its always nice going out for dinner after rehearsals, the last time we went to this Japanese place, which was cheap, but really good. But its not so much about the food, although good food is always loved, its the company that I’ve been blessed with. And its not just the t.arts, but my other friends as well, although, I have had less chances to hang out with them.

I have also went to the beach to play Ultimate with this group of people who call themselves the B.U.Ms, which I think stands for beach ultimate maniac. It was really fun, and definitely good training. Running on the sand is tough. It has been a really long time since I went for pick up, perhaps almost a year ago, with the church people at a mimosa covered field in Tanah Merah, which I think is now being converted into a condominium.

In other news, I have at least got started with my business IA and my EE. By God’s grace these things have been worked out for me.

Thank you God, for so much. Help me to fear your name.