Of being Low on Luck
Examination.Tests.Depends on your brains,the effort,and to a certain extent,luck.I,depend on luck pretty much all the time.My promotional exam was pure luck i must say.Oh well,this time around,i think i screwed up.Luck was low,predictions were wrong,brain blocked and panicked.Great exam luck there.(Sarcasm intended.)What can i say?Perhaps not enough effort was put in.Maybe both.Maybe the test was just too damn difficult.Take maths for example,it was hard.Vectors questions in the Ten Years Series could be done with my eyes closed.I dont think im able to complete a single vectors question in this paper with 8 eyeballs wide opened.Its over,and its done.Every year i will screw up my first major exam.A trend since primary school.I hope every J2 students start off J2 like me.Or else i better start pulling up my pants and keep my fingers crossed that luck will hold till October or November.During the Economics paper i was staring at everyone in the LT while they busily scribbled answers on the foolscape.And as for me,i was staring at blank paper with lines across,trying hard not to laugh at the girl behind who just gave out a loud thunderous fart.I was bored to the core,and found myself counting the seconds.Praying for time to get by.The LT was so quiet,and it was hard to imagine it was occupied by 600 odd students.Time's up,i packed and left.Couldnt stand a minute in that LT.i was thinking to myself how the LT and the papers actually make yourself feel stupid.Looking at the rows of people i began to analyse why they are in JC in the first place.Sam wants to be a lawyer,so JC is probably her rightful choice.Valerie wants to be a journalist.Why are you in JC?Hmm.And as for myself,im not sure why too.In fact,i ask myself that all the time.In order to release that awful feeling in my mind i decided to go out with my friends.So Zhuangyi,Bernice,Rachel,JiaYing and I took a bus from school to Junction 8 for an early lunch.Stupid us,didnt think too much about the time the shops open.Everywhere was closed and we were already feeding on ourselves from the inside out.Desperate,we went upstairs to the food junction to search for food.Thankfully,by the time we reached the stores were about to start business and we decided on Tpanyaki for a change.I ordered beef without chilly and we set down in front of the chef.He walked out and put on his tall chef hat.Rolled up his sleeves to reveal a lion head tattoo on his right arm.He didnt have much smile to begin with,and i was intimidated when he asked if i wanted chilly."Erm.Beef,no chilly."Suddenly,i felt so small.Hmm.I love watching those chef cook.Especially when they cook right in front of you.Quick moves,a flip and a flop and the food is done.Very enjoyable to watch indeed.I sat right in front of the chef and recieved the full impact of "jumping" oil.God that was painful.Anyway,the beef was surprisingly good.The peppers were just right,and thank god i ordered the one without the chilly because ZhuangYi's face turned so red after he ate his share.Of course,he did not finish his stuff,nor did he finish his soup,nor did he finish his rice,and went to the toilet and locked himself in there.And so we spent the afternoon eating stuff and walking around Junction 8 shopping for,girls stuff.I must admit,that accompanying a girl on a window shopping frenzy is indeed a tiring job.Well of course,its not the most interesting thing to do in the world but hey,i did not crumble.I should be thankful.Soon after,we were on our way home.I got home and fell into a deep sleep all the way till 7pm.I dont know what gotten into me.I was too tired.Maybe it was because of the test.Subconciously i just wanted toforget about the god damn test.Alright,i will keep this entry short and sweet.;)Night.

Quotes of the Day:
Gabriel,'Have you ever heard of Harry Houdini? Well he wasn't like today's magicians who are only interested in television ratings. He was an artist. He could make an elephant disappear in the middle of a theater filled with people, and do you know how he did that? Misdirection.'
Stanley,'What the fuck are you talking about?'
Gabriel,'Misdirection. What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes.'

Gabriel,'I have been told that the best crackers in the world can do this under 60 minutes but unfortunately I need someone who can do this under 60 seconds.'

Ginger,'Are you gonna sit here waiting for your daughter to become the newest star in her daddy's fluff porn films?'
Stanley,'Don't even try to compare my daughter's childood with your own.'

Stanley,'War? Who are we at war with?'
Gabriel,'Anyone who impinges on America's freedom. Terrorist states, Stanley. Someone must bring their war to them. They bomb a church, we bomb 10. They hijack a plane, we take out an airport. They execute American tourist, we tactically nuke an entire city. Our job is to make terrorism so horrific that is becomes unthinkable to attack Americans.'

Gabriel,'Big Stan! Nice suit.'
Stanley,'Thanks.'
Gabriel,'They say it's the suit that makes the man.'
Stanley,'Buy it?'
Gabriel,'Hope not.'
---'SwordFish'(2001)

Song of the Moment---She Believes in Me by Kenny Rogers