I sit and stare, sit and stare. I know the exams are over, I should be rejoicing. But somehow I can't do anything, only wait. For what? That's what the little voice in the back of my head wants to know. I'm supposed to have a stellar weekend - one without my parents. But it isn't as happy as it seems to be now. I need some enlightenment. I'm just tired.
Yes, that's it.
So today was orals. I think I have a reason to like Mrs. Lingesh now. Yes, I like her INFINITELY now. She wasn't as bad as I imagined. In fact, she was alot better than I imagined. Can you believe it? She was really nice. I started smiling as I approached the table and she seemed pleased about that, she even remarked that I took her advice. I felt immensely comfortable. She gave me high marks, and before Part III (conversation) she even told me how I fared. Then she told me to aim for FULL marks because that should be my aim and that it was 40% of the English grade.
Mrs. Lingesh makes direct eye contact with you and somehow, it isn't as intimidating as it seems. It was actually nice, a sincere gesture. She adopts a patient, motherly tone when she's talking - well, at least that's what I felt. And after every component, she gives you a mountain load of encouragement, that was nice. And to think I used to dislike her because I thought her fierce. I guess people aren't really what they seem.
I went to TM with Cheryl after orals. We ended at about 8.30. But we missed the bus so we only reached there at 10, the shops hadn't even opened yet. We walked around Metro for the first half hour before heading to Isetan. And I nearly finished pressie hunting. I've already gotten pressies for Virina and Payal. Hmmm... But what would YOU like? Well anyway, then we went to the foodcourt to eat. Halfway through our meal, this really whacked guy started whooping. The whole foodcourt was staring but he didn't care at all. He just dashed into the personnel's area (he was an employee) and came charging out with a dustbin and cloth shouting 'chiong ah'. It was hilarious. We think he's mental. HAHA.
heavily broken.
1:14 pm;
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