Children and Mr. Mao

So, yeah. Now that the whole cross-posting does actually work, I am good to go. But, I am still composing my entry at Multiply since familiarity is my best friend. Besides, the whole Blogger-compose-blog page is awfully odd to me; the size of the texts are unusually huge and it just doesn't look as user-friendly as Multiply. So, if you are reading this at Blogger, just so you know, I was typing this at Multiply.

Ah, the wonders of technology...

My nephews and nieces just left my home and now it's all quiet and serene again. You know, they are really young and these small kids, it is like as though they have made it their personal mission to annoy you with every given opportunity. I don't know if it's just me but as cute as they gets, their valour to push my limits seem remarkably significant. But the more I try to get them to hate me so that they will leave me alone and only disturb me when I want them to, the more they cling onto me like as though there is an electrostatic force of attraction between us. But, it only seems to work one way.

Now before you form an inaccurate impression of me which is a discrepancy of my true self, I love kids, when they listen to what I tell them to do. And, I do not, in any circumstances, support child abuse, child labour, child pornography or anything in that nature. I don't hate kids; I just like them tamed.

Anyhoo, back to something of more importance. Tomorrow is the admin day and I think I've somewhat decided silently with myself that H2 Physics will be my choice. But, I still have yet to get a second opinion from my Physics tutor but since I can predict his answer, I can already envisage submitting myself to the mental torture and emotional torment of the constant failure of that subject and will learn to accept from the beginning that a mere pass is in fact, a noble dream.

And I am not just saying all these without any basis but I've seen seniors who took Physics and heard of others from Huiqi that they do not come to a good end. They either firstly, fail miserably throughout the year but still persist and eventually faced up to reality and drop the subject at the end of the year or secondly and more simply, struggle and threw in the towel. I prefer the latter though- hassle-free.

H1 is already decided and China Studies in English it shall be. Sarah was obviously flabbergasted and never failed to what-the-hell me. Why would she not especially after all the cruel and insensitive jokes we have related China with and the people of that country. But, I see it as a chance finally to truly understand China and the people of China; how they feel, how we have misunderstood them and what we have missed. It's finally a chance for me to hear their voice loud and clear and their stories told. Who am I kidding, seriously?

So yeah, MJC tomorrow at 745am and I don't know if I can wake up and I also don't know if I can find my way there.

and you, it was clearly a mistake.