It's less than 3 days to the end of Year 2004, and the start of 2005. And I am still here. Still me. Yeah. Alone in my room, typing crap.
I was looking through a whole container of papers this afternoon. Most were my JC tutorials and notes. It's been more than 3 years, but the papers still looked as if they were from yesterday. I lost most of my JC memories. Nothing much to remember actually. Looking through the stacks I realised that there was a TAF camp. I did not remember much about that, except for some night treasure hunt. I forgot what we did. I forgot what happened. I forgot almost everything.
Then, I was looking through my Chinese and GP assignments, especially the essays. My Chinese's not that great actually, neither was GP. Flipped through Physics and Chemistry too.
The highest score I ever got for a GP essay was 33 out of 50. That was a well-prepared one I guess. The rest? Sitting on the fence, hanging for dear life. It's worse for comprehension. It's easier to count the number of times I had passed. Verdict? My English is poor.
The highest score I ever got for a Chinese Essay was 40-something out of 70. I don't remember or see any of my essays hitting anywhere near the 50 mark. After reading some, I don't really know what I am writing. When I've got the time, I will type them out and put them here. Paper 2? Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Verdict? My Chinese is poor.
Next was Physics. My Physics was not that great too. My grades did fluctuate a lot. Ups and downs, lefts and rights. Like a wave. Crest and trough? Erm… I remembered that I was taught by a few Physics tutors. Ever changing. For no reason. The first 3 months was Eugene Chan, who we called (quite openly) 色狼. Don't ask me why. I forgot. Next was Michael Tan, who taught me in Year 1. Well, not much impression actually, except that he's an OK guy when he did not go into too much details… Year 2 was Mannan. Then we always played around with his name. At first we called him 马男, but realised that we got the spelling wrong, so we changed it to “Physics 是蛮难教的”, which is true! See: “Physics 是 Mannan 教的”.
Chemistry was fun actually, especially the practicals. But I guess Secondary school was more fun. In secondary school, I used to play around with all the chemicals on the bench, mixing them (in test tubes ok), heating them, observing the changes. There's once where I got a white emulsion floating in the center of the test tube filled with some light purple liquid whose composition was unknown… so fun! And smelling the ammonia gas! Aw… “Pungent gas turns damp red litmus paper blue. Gas is Ammonia.” One of my favourite lines. If I am doing Chemistry now, maybe I will substitute the 'p' in 'damp' with another letter… I had interesting teachers for both! In CSS was Mr Yong and his 'very sad', and in JC, Mrs Wong whose “Liang Guang” and “Liang Tuan” (female classmate of mine) sounded similar when pronounced by her, and I would often think “hey, you calling the male one or the female one?”… I had to go by the direction she was looking, of course. But that don't always work. Hmm…
Found out that my Mom threw my paper weight away! That was given to me by Ivan (primary school friend) on my Birthday, around 10 years ago! That liquid type with a boat floating around… I just 'repaired' it a few years back, and it's gone for good…
I don't always throw things away, especially when they are birthday presents! Sad…
