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Friday, November 03, 2006
*sobs*

This is so sad! It's barely been a year and we're going to split up already... *cries some more, savagely tears at tissue box*

It's a tragedy. No more listening to YJ's weird jokes every day, being told that I look miserable sitting alone (which is, by the way, the exact opposite of the real situation), etc. etc. There are just a few select people whom I'll really miss very much (you can guess who), so it's not that bad, but I hate changes. Imagine. One year of...what...less than three quarrels (actually, that's pretty pessimistic, I don't think we argued once), a couple of debates, and BANG. New class, new people, more introductions, more hand-shaking, less weird jokes and ultimately less laughter. YJ says she took one year to get used to us, but I don't think I'm even halfway there yet. Then again, I've never been halfway near reading all of my classmates, and I've never been nearer fully reading a person. Or maybe that's because I just didn't bother. Like I said before, Cesar is a friend, yes, the kind you can talk with, joke with, play with, but when something happens you don't particularly want to tell her. It's rather different.

Tien cried today. I didn't, but it was quite bad enough. I got a hug from YJ (because I asked) and gave one to Tien. Waah. Now I'm at it again. I don't want to find another person I can call a 'best friend' in RGS. Oh well. At least there's always recess (what if we don't get the same timings?), going home (although no more pre-arranged 'walks' to the bus stop) and later on OBS in Sec Three if we're really lucky.

Today choir wasn't so bad. We learnt 'Ave Maria', basically 'Hail Mary' if you didn't know. There were only three functioning people in our part, though, so we had to sing pretty loudly... I actually like this song. Okay, maybe it's because I find the pitching easier to get than in 'Spiritu Sancto'.

I was really surprised when I found out I got 88% for the WGP, lol. But not so when I only got 60% for the other one. Nor am I surprised that less than half the group thought to give me much consideration. You see, there are 5 people in the group. Peer evaluation is upon 4. So altogether 20. I only got 50%, so 10 out of 20. 10 minus the three YJ gave me (thanks for being generous, I know you always are) is 7. 7 divided by (5-1) equals 1, remainder three. And I know nobody gave me a four, because I'm not worth it. That means that I probably got three ratings of 2 and one rating of 1. Or one of three, one two, and the other two 1s. Either way not very nice. But never mind. It's over and I never want to do a group project again anyway, not even with YJ. And hey, thanks for always believing.

Hm... Kind of reminds me of Drama Nite skit. Never mind, stop thinking about it.

You know, we are both INTJs, but there're plenty of differences all the same. She's the kind of person whom people take a while to get used to, but when they do they find that they like her. As for me, I don't like people in general and I don't care if they don't like me, with a few notable exceptions. Books are way more interesting. Speaking of that, I have a book shortage. And inspiration shortage.

In all my family, I'm about the only one who studies the way I do. Others either don't or do it, but not so well. I find it embarrassing. People start saying that their dad wants to do a PhD, and all I have to say is that my parents are both Chinese-ed (embarrassing in itself), that my dad only has a degree (and in engineering, of all things), can't speak English much better than a Primary Three kid and that my mom only has a diploma, again in engineering. And then they start talking about the study room and having books under the chairs, stairs etc. and how annoying it is, while I resist the urge to tell them that I don't even have two shelves full of books. I consider that rather pathetic. And then there is the thing about me not getting into GEP. And not getting GPA 4s for anything this year. It doesn't seem to be in the genes anyway. People in GEP usually have parents with Bachelor degrees in something or other. Ugh, this is pathetic. I wonder why my cousins can't get it into their heads to stop bawling the way they do and start discovering the joys of reading. Interesting people mostly come from books. Either that or books come from them. Again, there are exceptions. Although, yes, Tien, YJ and Tsuyo all write well. It suddenly occurs to me that Cesar is rather run-of-the-mill, but anyway she's still my best friend.

I need more books in the house. I mean, really.

*sighs*

My mom is threatening to redefine 'blitzkrieg' if I don't go eat dinner, so I'll be seeing you.

Aerin

Eisenfeld/ 6:53 pm

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Name: Aerin
Age: 13
Favourite Colour: Silver (or iron grey)
Birthday: 2nd November
Loves: Choir, best friends (YJ, Cesar and Tsuyo-nii), English, books, music, anime, Mom and Dad (sometimes).

the loves
Yu Yu Hakusho, Gundam Seed/Destiny, every English book I've read so far, all classical music that I don't actually have to play. And of course there's no forgetting Tsuyo-nii, YJ and Cesar ('love' is in a purely platonic sense).

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"Art is in the form of an explosion. After all, the greatest art is that of destruction." - Anonymous

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designer : kathleen
image : hiddenmemoryx
lyrics : It Ends Tonight/ AAR

A falling star
Least I fall alone.
I can't explain what you can't explain.
You're finding things that you didn't know
I look at you with such disdain

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