Zee. 22. Singapore. Fine Art student. Procrastinator. Occasional insomniac. My favourite kind of gifts come in the form of books. Writing keeps me sane. Art keeps me busy. Music is universal. Europe is the place to be.

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Music: "The Great Escape" - Boys Like Girls
Feeling: Contented

Thursday is very wet and cold. I've never been so happy about going to school in my life - it's true; I'm not exaggerating. Rain excites me in a way that I can't quite explain and with the way it fell this morning, the way it splashes onto my skin, the way the wind blew was just enough to make my day. It made me smile. Weird, I know, but that's just how rain affects me.

My practical Chemistry exam is a disaster. Well, I didn't really fail but I didn't exactly pass either; it was just a borderline pass and, true, it was disheartening but hey, I told myself I'm just not meant for Chemistry; I'm more of a Biology student and I did fairly well for its practical exam. So, that ought to make me feel slightly better.

My History paper was another story. I know I can just ace the damn paper but it's just that I didn't prepare enough for myself. I mean, I tend to cram everything into my head the day before the paper itself, which is not highly recommended. Every paper I've ever sat for was always a few marks short from the passing score. It's infuriating, really, to get the paper back and see You can do it! Keep trying! Don't give up! in red ink. So I guess I have to work harder. It's History for goodness sake. I like History (because there's Germany, Russia and a whole other bunch of European countries) but then, at certain times, I just hate it.

And my Mathematics paper. Good God. It's still F9 but there's a slight improvement, which is a good sign and also which means that I have to work even the more harder to at least pass the 50% mark. I refuse to get an F on my certificate. No, it'd be such an eyesore. Plus, Jaja and I have promised each other to work together on our Mathematics. So things should get better.

Oh, and I bought another book. It's The Time Traveler's Wife. I wanted to get I Am the Messenger but all they had stock of was The Book Thief, which I don't need. I want School's Out, too, and Sleeping Freshmen Never Lie...yeah, my demands for books will never end and ten years down the road, or maybe five, I can have my own library with a fireplace, a snuggly rug at my feet, a couch by the window, and a lighted white candle nearby.

Yeah, only that I don't think I'm going to need a freaking fireplace.

Aw man, I so want to be in the snow.