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The end is near. (Tuesday, October 20, 2009)

The End is Near: one more paper!

Okay I'm definitely not changing blogskin anymore.
Today was Science and Geography EOYs. Science was okay I think; I hope. It was moderately hard, and each paper had its fair share of difficult, more in-depth kind of questions but overall I think it was manageable. I’m just comforted by the fact that there weren’t any OMG-what-the-shit-is-this-i-want-to-clobber-ms.y*-now kind of questions now.

Geography; thinking back about it now, I have a feeling that I screwed it up and down, over and out, right and left, northeast to southwest, atom to atom. Yeah, it’s pretty self-explanatory. But people only think like this because we actually have expectations (to the point of lofty) for these subjects, unlike Math which is a subject I personally don’t really mind failing.

Only Math Paper 1 left tomorrow before we witness an approaching tidal wave/tsunami of bliss and euphoria that eventually washes over us as boredom. I’m still practicing usage of Chinese 修辞手法, you see.

The weather recently has been insufferable. The poor invigilators/students have to resort to fanning themselves faster than a block of 0.4kg that accelerates with a force 40N. (I might miss physics after all, hah!) But seriously, I thought October weather should be cooler than June/July weather but it’s even hotter. Singapore is probably the warmest place in the world that doesn’t have long grasses and baobab trees. We should start planting some Joshua trees, they’d probably survive. I think the water isn’t evaporating anymore because humidity must already be at the saturation point. I bet Raffles didn’t spend his days in Singapore with temperatures of 33 degrees on average (which actually “feel like 44 degrees”), since he was able to rave on and on about Singapore. (What other subjects have I not revised?) No wonder Singapore didn’t need a Resident; no one wanted to come. I’m sitting in front of an electric fan and I feel warm.

Speaking of electric fans, I recently read an article on the delicate relationship between South Koreans and electric fans.
Fan death is a South Korean urban legend which states that an electric fan, if left running overnight in a closed room, can cause the death of those inside (by suffocation, poisoning, or hypothermia). Fans manufactured and sold in Korea are equipped with a timer switch that turns them off after a set number of minutes, which users are frequently urged to set when going to sleep with a fan on.
I would be dead by now; I never sleep with air-con.

Weather is Singapore’s worst trait; the second being National Day Parade.