Hey everyone! :) It's Saturday once again, so I can finally use the computer... And guess what? We're going biking later on! Ever since... I don't know, maybe a month ago? Anyway, ever since... then... My family and me has been crazy about biking. Well, maybe it's only me, but I dunno. My dad seems to love it too. :)
Sooooo... How are you all? I haven't been doing much, just slouching away in my chair. But I really feel sad now because Taylor Swift is receiving so much hate because she dumped Harry Styles. To be honest, I was pretty much sitting on the fence because I like both One Direction and Taylor Swift (cue for the boys to make disgusted faces at the former) but when I read this e-book on Wattpad and the Wattpadders (that's what the Wattpad users are called) used very colourful language to describe Taylor, I felt really sad. Maybe I'm missing out on something, and yes, she has done some things that are wrong, but don't we all make mistakes? I mean, she's one of the only celebrities who hasn't had a scandal, and she's been in the industry for eight years... Yeah, she's had her ups and downs in her life, but she's extremely sweet and polite, and she's a wonderful person. You can go on and rant about her mistakes, but just remember that people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones; and we're all living in glass houses - you, me, and everyone else, because no one is perfect, except for God. So don't throw stones at people, okay? And if you have done it in the past, please try to gather the courage and swallow your pride enough to apologise to the people who you've put down.
Hmm... That's one long chapter. And I'm sorry, but... Is it okay if I move on to another topic?
Meh. I can't listen to your answers, and being the blabbermouth that I am, I want to talk more anyway. :P
I think you all know by now, but my brother is going to be a teenager soon, and he needs to choose a Secondary school to go to. He hasn't decided yet and I think he's going to just go with the flow and choose a school when he needs to cross that bridge, but I've already decided what schools I want to go to. Honestly, I only have one... The Singapore school of Science and Technology(SST). I'm not a technology whiz, and I'm not a Science genius either, but I really love Science and nature and I love finding out how things work, so that's my first choice school. Plus, it's a really awesome school... But I'm worried about some things. For one, my Science marks haven't been perfect (they never were) and I'm pretty sure that there are a lot of Science-loving people out there, so I might not be able to get shortlisted to enter the school. See, the only way to get into the school is by DSA (Direct School Admission) where we submit our "resume" to the school, go for a face-to-face interview and take a General Ability test to see if we're fit to enter the school of our choice. Although I love talking on the Internet, I'm not so much of a social butterfly in the real world, and I tend to stutter a lot when a lot of pressure is put on me, so the interview segment might be a problem. Gah... I have to talk a lot more now. :/
My second worry is about what I'll do if I'm not shortlisted. I'm not trying to be negative, but I've been brought up to hope for the best but to prepare for the worst. I think I'm slightly OCD in the fact that I have to be ready for anything, even if it's nonsensical. Let me give you a recent example... I was tidying up the study room the other day, and I had taped an unused compact mirror whatchamacallit and an isolated clay cover together to make a little wall to separate the markers and the pens in my family's stationery organizer. In the end, I didn't have to use the second-hand wall because my aunt found a small piece of cardboard that fit exactly into the organizer. After that, I had to put the little wall somewhere because I didn't need it anymore, but just when I was going to put it down in it's taped state, something occurred to me: what if Medusa came and I needed to use a mirror to make her turn into stone? Then this mirror would be taped up and I wouldn't have time to un-tape it and show her her own reflection, and it would be me who turned into stone. So I quickly took the wall back and took the tape off, and the mirror and clay cover remain separated to this day. (Dramatic ending)
So yeah, I'm pretty weird in a lot of ways.
Ohhhh nooo... This post is superlong. I'll end it now, before I make it a whole novella. See ya next time! :)
- Kirsten :D
