Moonlight

Night study has taken a great toll on my energy level. Yesterday the moment I set my feet on my room, I automatically fell on the bed in the shortest possible number of steps and fell deep asleep. I was really sleepy

Finally, it seems like all that rush have gotten the better of me. I find myself currently under something which seems, and could be classified as pressure. Something palpable, intimidating. Some people have been crushed by it, some people are getting crushed by it, while some are facing early symptoms.

I actually find it tough to keep up with the work load. I have come to a realization that the "to do list" is exponentially getting longer and longer. Tasks do not come in questions but in sets of them, aka papers.

Is it the fatigue or is my chemistry concepts getting from bad to worst. Or wait, have I always been such a noob. I don't know.

School was relaxing. Happy propaganda day. A day where we sing praises of our nation, whether good or bad, (or ugly), or whether we like it or not. We sing along to catchy tunes, and familiar melodies which was assisted by the "feel high" factor of the atmosphere. Come to think of it, it's the last ever national day celebration in school I'll experience. Not like I want to experience another, but let's just feel some melancholy, whether we like it or not.

National day is not that bad after all. An additional public holiday which causes augmented weekends, which is real nice and juicy.

A gallery walk around the school could be summarized easily to a stroll without much sceneries. Nothing much learn, nor inspired by. Statues of a Merlion could be spotted. It was skinner than expected, grey in colour, terribly scaled down, but was still evidently obvious. Then some pseudo skits going on, which didn't make much of an impact. The costumes were good, thumbs up for effort however it does proportionality to result, no justice at all. It was a short several seconds thing and then back to the hall again.

Canvas signing was plain dumb especially with faint markers which makes the whole sketch look more like graffiti rather than a piece of art. A darker marker with more influence could be used instead. There was nothing much to sign, nor make an impact on. There was even no reason to feel high or enthusiastic.

There was a skit which I could not relate too. Too much stereotyping, and a very haphazard plot. The acting was mediocre, and could be much better. Several characters stole the limelight and it was pleasantly hilarious at some points. It was short, and I was glad it was.

The performance item by teachers was accompanied by a pianist who had troubles with the grand piano with sinking keys. Some smarty probably left the piano right open inviting trouble (literally), while it was raining the previous night. The heater is really in doubtful working condition, we never could confirm whether it is working or not. However, evidently, it seems that the cold and humid atmosphere caused the keys to go haywire. The pianist played music with holes. Not her fault. The singing was well, only entertaining to the students for those teachers up on stage.

The main mass singing item was a classic. Everyone was standing up and you'd feel like a spoil spot if you don't stand up and joining in all that hype. Some people were tossing people up in the air, while the rest were swaying along with the music. I like national day songs, some have good tune, in fact, most are okay, or better than okay.

Finally 1100 hrs came and it was time to say good bye. Hip Hip Hooray good bye! And I took a bake in the sun back home.