ac n chem
Today I met Alistair Chew on my way home. So i missed a few buses as we ended up talking for about 15 minutes. He was out on his routine walking trips, for he "loves to walk". Was asking him about life, what he did for a living (which is providing tuition), and of course, his pHd thesis. Well it's going to be in a few months when we will hear "Dr. Chew" instead of Mr. Chew. Haha. Such a brilliant guy deserves a doctorate man.
Yes, and that's him, the guy in brown with a haversack, i know it's not so clear cos I took it on a moving bus, with a loud click that attracted numerous stares. Looks as cheerful as before, now with a wider face, which, he explains, is due to the increase in smiling, thus training his cheek muscles. Oh man I have to say his hair was SCHOOLBOI. Yes you don't get to see much of those nowadays.
Oh a lighter note, chem was fine actually. Yesterday I said how I'm doubtful in my abilities to get a acceptable, or decent grade by my standards. But on a darker note, ENGLISH IS SCREWED. Damn. All I really hope is to get a 15 for this paper, which is damn hard to get cos of my really insufficient revision. English Paper 2 is the paper I felt I'm going to die. Screw it. Do the best you can.
Back to studying,
Bon Voyage, yh!Labels: exams, friends n loved ones, screwed
