i sat for the SAT yesterday!

sigh.

hoping for average scores.

it was okay. my essay was short and sweet. i only managed to do a two minute outline and fill up one good page in the 25 mins. no idea how people filled up two pages, unless they're really smart or they wrote nonsense. sentence completion was alright, passage based reading was difficult when the passage was very chim, identifying sentence errors was alright, improving paragraphs was alright. maths was another story, i omitted alot of answers.

:(

i couldn't sleep the night before due to hay wire bio clock. slept around 3. woke up at 6, ate alot, and left for AJC. while walking there i saw many many people obviously there for the same reason as me evinced by the fat SAT books they were holding. alot of them had parents accompanying them, the chinese ones were nagging, the ang mo ones were encouraging. what an insight into culture differences.

i went to the staff room and they told me to look at the board for seating arrangements. squeezed through the many foreigners, found my name, and went up to my designated lecture hall. while waiting outside i met a girl named rha. i examined her friendliness level and she seemed really friendly, so i asked her,

"SAT?"

"yeah. is this your first time?" she replied with a bright smile.

"yep. you?"

"yes."

so i made a friend. everyone else was stuffing their faces in their notes and chanting things to themselves, while we chatted away about ourselves and our future schooling plans and how we were the only ones not stuffing and chanting like everyone else and how bad that made us look. rha is from a small town in india and she studies and stays at UWC. smart. she seemed to be the only down-to-earth person there. everyone else was downright dao, they give you the full body check (look from top to bottom then back to top again, you know?) then half roll their eyes and whisper to their whoever. most of them were bigshots with accents, some had their parents carrying their books for them. nice. but i had my rha and all that didn't matter, hahahahaha. thank God for a friend.

the testing was from 8am - 12:40pm. said bye to rha at the mrt station and made some calls, then headed over to j8 to buy lunch and hang out with the ger sisters at their place and unwind. went to town to buy some stuff, and met up with timmy for dinner at astons. by 7 i was pretty zonked out so i decided to go home.

last night i lay awake for hours again. my body was so tired but i just couldn't fall asleep. was so frustrated with this problem of not being able to sleep. got up to drink warm milk and cried cos i knew i'd be too tired to go to church today. feel so dysfunctional. this morning daddy woke me up and my head felt swollen, like it was going to explode, so i just went back to sleep. i feel better now, but my back and neck are still aching and i want to chop off my hair because my head feels so heavy.

THANKS TO GEIL FOR THE MANGOES AND S. GEMMA FOR THE WINTER MELON CAKE AND ISA FOR THE KOREAN NOODLES! tim just delivered them to me. hah. :)