hello =)

It's been ALMOST a month since my last paper. It's been surreal.
Batam for 2 days was actually boring
mugging like mad for a job interview
forcing myself to study for an external exam paper
both completed as of monday. It's thur today.  .
Tue - watched Fast & Furious 5
Wed - Gym + collect tailored shirts which are so pwetty im so happy even though it was abit pricey
Thur - got woken up by a call from school to check on my graduation stuff and pretty much nuahed since.

I looked back at my education years and i can only remember a little bit of each.
Primary school - pretty much a rascal in lower primary, and enjoying every single moment of mischievousness. I guess being put in the potential-EM3 class has it's value too :) also remembered getting into a fight with a prefect. It was unintentional but he was being a wuss and a bloody hypocrite in front of the teacher. no regrets there. I hated my math teacher cos she would always make fun of my surname for NO REASON. "diana mok answer the question" and while i was scrambling to come up with the answer, she'll say "diana mok, mop the floor" and it comes with the gesture and action of mopping the floor. I was so hurt, i hated her. In upper primary i remembered being forced to go for one-to-one english tuition. It was a nightmare. I did everything out of fear, and it was so stifling in her house. Her grandson (about 2 years old) came out naked and she was just talking normally to him and asking him to greet me. Imagine that horror i still remember till this day. All i could remember was doing homework out of fear, and my mum kept saying she paid so much for that tuition teacher i ruddy hell do well. My childhood was tarnished like that. I swear if i have kids i'll never subject my kid to individual tuition. It is bad enough to subject a kid to tuition, much less to someone who appears like a tyrant and scolds me whenever i do something wrong. and im stuck in her house for that freakish 2 hours. Then came music lessons. I remembered being the class monitor in lower pri, so everytime i forgot to bring my music book or recorder, she canes students on the palm. And because i was the class monitor, she used TWO canes tied tgt with rubber bands. I hated her. I hated music since then. Then came recess. Being part of the potential-EM3 class opened up the world of vulgarities and gangs at an early age. I learned, i imitate, i talked like one. I accepted the challenge of one gang fight behind the school compound, but chicken out the last min and never showed up. I don't know what happened after that. But other than that, primary school was ok.. i guess that freedom of growing to who i am was pretty much shaped there. I got disappointing results for PSLE, but my mum was elated with that results. So i was like.. whatever. My mum picked my secondary school for me. And i was thinking what the hell is fairfield also never hear before. whatever it was back then...she said it was good. thoroughly annoyed at being labelled as not good enough to enter the elite sec schools and having my parents decide my fate. I remembered hating the then-education minister Tharman, because i hated the whole idea of affiliation. I was thinking if i had to work so hard to get into a school, any school, why should students who score lower be allowed in simply because they come from that affiliated pri school. this was purely unfair. And i came from a non-affiliated pri school, where the pupils do not enjoy any form of favouritism anywhere. This was an injustice i blamed on Tharman - whether or not he was invented this system.

Secondary school - i pretty much remembered studying. nothing much. with the principal driving us to our fullest academic potential. I guess that culture forged in me the attitude of giving my best in everything. Other than that, drama club was another thing. Got me exposed to the whole arts fraternity. Drawn to that whole shakespeare thing in some way. It was eye opening seeing how english can be put into such beauty. Other than that, just mugging. Mano, matthew lim, the higher chinese teacher, emath teacher Ms Ng, that Amath teacher with a microphone. Lab lessons were refreshing  - practical lessons on blowing up things, seeing chemicals change colour, testing the magnets, free fall of gravity. Nice.

JC - first three months were one of the best times of my life. Opened up my eyes to a whole new group of pple. strong school spirit and sports culture gaave me the opportunity to try different sports which i hadnt. but after that three months, the class composition changed, pple moved out, new pple moved in. Quite different, wasnt fun anymore. but i still liked the school spirit in general.

uni - well, i would say i didnt really enjoy much of it. A few nice things happened, but none life-long. My peak was when i went on exchange in the US. I can safely say i was never so happy in my life before. It  was the best moment in my life. i had that freedom to do whatever i like, and really take up courses which i find interesting and exciting.School wasnt just school, it became... my LIFE. i didnt see it as work at all. I took make up courses, did a backstage crew in one of the play at Queen Mary, took up a surfing module, made so many korean, japanese, american friends. on the last  day of my class, my make up professor asked me, "diana do you want to do this play next semester". My finance professor wished me luck back in singapore, but when my project groupmate heard it, he asked "wait, you are not from here!? you are from singapore!?"  - on exam day. =) It's nice to be part of them, really. I was never so happy before. Their football culture was so strong. the school gym was world-class. The friendship i forged there in 4 months went deeper than some of the friends i have in university - 4 years. Because we had the TIME to do these kind of stuff, and not be caught in the GPA-frenzy and superficial friendship required for project work. Am i harsh? i don't think so. It's my opinion. Don't like it, go elsewhere.

Now i look forward to the next chapter - job. It looks blank right now. But i know He has the plans for me, plans to prosper me and not to harm me. He takes care of it :)