January 2011
Because
I had to tell someone before the feeling goes away.
I just slept for fifteen hours straight. And it feels great. The adjective used to describe how great this feels would have an expletive in it, but that’s not how I roll.
Now I have to plunge into all the homework I have, so I can go prom dress shopping with my mum at the end of the week.
Did I mention my brother’s visiting on...
Because I've been wanting to say this for a long,...
Firstly, ‘gay’ is not synonymous with ‘bad’.
Secondly, rape should not be used as a joke.
I feel like
I’m under so much pressure. To write well this week. To achieve my predicted grade. To get into the best university. To have a social life, and good grades. To keep it together and excel in my final exams.
And I keep waiting and waiting for that pressure to be lifted, and I expect it to be lifted when holidays come along, or after mocks, or after the IB ends, or after I’m finished...
So I'm in Amsterdam
right now. And I’m so incredibly happy. In Singapore it’s 5am, so I really should be sleeping, but it’s not curfew yet, and even if it was the teachers are only going to walk past outside to make sure we’re not getting completely hammered (like the 11th graders are planning to).
So I’m just sitting here with Ka Yeon asleep next to me, thinking about tomorrow and...
Off to Amsterdam soon
I’m very excited. Not about the 12-14 hours of travel, but about what’s waiting for me in the Hague :) And how close I’ll be to Antwerp. I’m going to the Mecca of all MUN conferences (in Europe; In Asia the Mecca would be BEIMUN), as a journalist. I’m just so PUMPED. I admit, when I heard I was accepted in October I totally envisioned myself as Lois Lane.
