A clean slate.


First day back in school. Things change, people don't--frankly, that's all that matter to me at this current moment. After enduring an entire day of talks and even more talks pertaining to subjects which are completely of no interest to me, I can only imagine how mentally rigorous JC academic life is going to be, with back-to-back lectures and the occasional tutorials they slip in. This reminds me how school sucks.

In fact, it reminds me how life sucks.

Nonetheless, everything's got to undergo nature's occasional strains of inclement weather. Thankfully, these adversarial trials do come hand-in-hand with a rainbow (sometimes a double if you ask me) and if we're wise enough to look past the tumultuous and aim for the pot of gold shimmering at the end of the rainbow, then perhaps life would be much more of a breeze than a howling gale, threatening to throw you off board the sunken ship.

And I figured there's only one route to embark on now. And that begins with change.

First things first, I need to instill greater self-control in myself so that I may curb the insolent tongue that is mine to speak off. I shouldn't want an instance where I rattle off profanities and crude remarks in the presence of the opposite gender, which frankly, in my opinion, is a discrimination against boys and a hypocritical stance against freedom of speech (which Singapore hardly preaches but still). To be fair and equal, there shouldn't be a need to consider spewing vulgarities as a faux pas or even the least insult to females. Somethings are better off said with a sting. And somethings are better left unsaid.


Next, I guess I'm going to have to reshape my attitude towards studies. JC will be a rolling ball with no pit-stops and for that matter, there is no room for mistakes. The past 4 years have been rest enough and perhaps I should input a greater sense of focus and determination towards my studies. I believe I can achieve better and hopefully, this drive that burns within me continues to act as my fuel in this less-than-2-year journey.

Finally, Junior College is queer to me because of 'girls' actually. Hard to believe or not, I stemmed from a single sex primary school and clearly RI was of equal footing (to a certain extent) and 10 years of a 'dry spell' has left me comfortable without them actually. And now that girls have entered the picture, I honestly don't know how different school life will be. Either way, it is a change and a change for the better.


Clean. Slate.