Studies.

Woots. It's the end of trials already. During the trials, I noticed something. When you have extra time during the new system's STPM, you must have no idea what to write at all, which means you wouldn't score well. Thanks to my class, I finally understood that if you want to score well, it's impossible to stop writing. Even without thinking, you might not have enough time to complete it.

When I was sitting for my exams, I really noticed how time really flies. Few years back I was only form 1, totally new to this school. Now, all of the teachers know me, through clubs, class, or even the things I've done. I'm kind of proud that MOST of the teachers remember me for my good stuffs =P

However, when it comes to studies. I always remembered how I never study and yet I always score an A for Science and Maths. They were my favourite. I remember I just have to pay attention in class and I always score really well. It's like natural talent. The more I grow, the harder the subjects get and somehow, even with my passion of science, I started to suck at it. Slowly one by one. I first gave the reason cause the teacher taught us in Malay but that wasn't it. I just don't understand it and I was too lazy to really read it. I was an ass.

Look at me now, studying for STPM aka A levels for other countries. I guess it's kinda crazy to say that I'm actually still in the first class despite of my noob studies. I'm kind of crazy to actually throw myself into the first class though I know I'm so gonna die for it. I mean like I was never the studious type and teachers are starting to slack off. Even if you're a genius, you'll never score well without studying or doing homework. Like seriously. Cause 'chers now are like asking you to read yourself more than them teaching. It's really crazy. Doing something I was never good in. Reading. I was always good in subjects cause I paid attention in class. It's the way I learn.

Since the trials had just passed, I always told myself and reminded myself. The battle had ended, but the war had just started. One month. One month. Four weeks. It's really all that I have. If I would mess this up, there goes my studies, scholarship and live. I mean I can really be who I am and just ignore the world. But I have a reputation to live up to. Cause of the club I joined, Interact. The uniform body I joined, Boys' Brigade. The uniform I'm wearing, light blue and white, which means I'm a librarian. But lastly, it's because of how I look and how I carry myself. I don't tend to score the crazy 4.0 CGPA, which means like straight As. Who are only like 4 students every year. However, I do hope I shall be one of the top students that would score at least 3.5 and above. Seriously, everybody that like knows me or sees me. Somehow they got the feeling I'm this banana-iish guy who like does very very well in their studies, or think of me as some geek or something. Unfortunately, I'm nothing close. I guess people just can't judge a book by it's cover. It's nothing close to their real personality at heart. I guess that's all I have for now. But YEA! ONE MORE MONTH!