Thursday, May 29, 2008

Ok, I read my SGC...
It was pretty good..
Some parts were exaggerated but factual though...
Haha, Thanks Mr Heng..
But, I forgot to put in some parts...
Like achievin 3rd n 4th for A-div sepak takraw,
& some aesthetic competitions that I've participated in
like Gema Puisi '06 and Intra-School Malay poetry competitions..
Mayb bit greedy but I wan a good impression of a holistic student..

Reminds me of an article placed outside old general office...
It show how JC students r expected to b perfect in their applications to Uni..
Academic, Sports, CIP, Aesthetic qualities, leadership......
Its true, JC Life is tough..
Even my family doc told my mom that his JC years r the toughest part in his life..
Uni was rather a breeze..

So, Im lookin forward to Uni..
Cz I'm capable of it..

I wanna achieve that aim of goin up on stage receivin the top student award...
With all the A's I can get...

Its not easy but WE all can do it...
You n me..

posted by Wary at 9:43 AM


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Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
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