What I have just heard and read was that Singapore was going to raise the GST from 5% to 7%. And it would be announced on the 15th February next year.

Is it for the better? Or should we really question, 'does it help?'

I mean. I'm fine with the GST raising and everything, since I don't shop cause I hate walking and not buying anything ( I don't save ). But does it really help the lower income families in Singapore?

If you think about it, when all the stuff you buy is raised to 7% GST, the lower income group also has to buy the same thing at the same GST. The money given to help them, wouldn't it be giving them for nothing then? I am concern that it would actually happen to them that they would receive money but they would still have to pay the same amount of money the Ok-income person would have to pay.

I am not clear about the whole raise-up thing. But I hope, in the speech that the Finance Minister is going to give would give a clearer picture and maybe clear some doubts.

For all I know, for girls that want to do shopping, do it quick before the 15th of February. HAHAHA...

I was testing this new hosting thing for me to upload my photos onto my blog now. Much easier though. (^-^). Testing complete.


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I was just looking through the Chapter 6 of History, The Road to Pacific War. And I got curious with the atomic bomb. Thus, I went to Youtube.com to find this short documentary on the atomic bomb. I watched two, and I couldn't watch anymore. It was too devastating. Here are the videos:

Man...The exams are about to be over...

I left with Geography, History and the two sciences. But for the whole of the exams I have not been putting in my 110%. I was putting only 50%. haix... I don't know where am I heading, man...Well, what's done is done. I don't want to hope for my single digit. I just need to pass... I think...But I won't be happy about it..

Anyway, I am quite happy with my Literature Paper two...It rocks!!! Anyway...I got to study History now and then I'll do Geography. Tomorrow, I would do Geography the whole day...GOSH. Today I am going to sleep at at least 3 am...

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Hi. This is a fast one. I have finally completed only 7 questions for math in this day. My head hurts like shit since morning. Night. (^~^).

Hi. Again, this is a fast one. Got to study Chemistry later. It's tomorrow. AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

But I have to write this down!! Today's math paper one and Social Studies papers rocks!! Thanks to my father's chicken essence, the slept-at-3-am me, could do the paper with total alertness. The math paper especially. Rather okay to me. Got a number of mistakes though.

The Social Studies paper was okay. But the source-based case study was dry and boring and so Singapore... What could I expect from SOCIAL STUDIES? haha. Anyway, I am happy that all that I studied came out for Structured Essay Question. Especially merger and separation. Which my conclusion left out two words, "in Malaysia" because I spent too much time in SBQ leaving very little time to finish up my SEQ. I hope that does not happen in my other papers.

But I am rather happy about today's papers. Hope tomorrow's and future papers would be as good as this. Thank you, God, for helping and guiding me through the exams! AMEN!!

Hi. This is a fast one. Anyway, I have uploaded a new player. Go try it... Haha.

These few days I haven't been studying though it's O's. I have no motivation. But today I have to because got the exams tomorrow. I just don't know why I have no motivation to do anything. The mp3 thing does not work anymore. I went to church, prayed very hard. I was tired, frustrated and angry with myself. Why don't I have self-discipline? Why don't I have motivation? I almost felt like crying in church. That's why I was so moody and black-faced.

But after that I went for dinner, we ate quite happily. And my Dad bought me this essence thing to give me a boost for my exams. Made of chicken essence and bird nest and some other thing. So expensieve. And that touched me. And it gave me motivation to study. I came back, I studied. Though it was very late, I studied till now. I haven't bathed.

Well, I am going to do well for my Dad and Mom. To let them know that their daughter has not failed them and will score. I will. I will. I WILL.

I am going to study tomorrow.

[Message to viewers of blog: The previous post is posted only to vent my anger, and not in any means to offend anyone or insult anyone. Please understand this Frustration-tormented girl here. Thank you.]

I don't know what is wrong with me. I broke down today for a stupid reason.

Today I had my Freaking Literature Paper 1. This time wasn't a sticker given to you to indicate your index number. It was this freaking troublesome cover page. I was so anxious that I freakingly forgot to write the question number on the paper. The examiner gave us a chance and reminded us to write it. But we had to go up on the stage. I don't know why, but I felt so damn freaking frustrated that I wanted to BURST like a freaking balloon. I almost broke down in the hall. I don't know why I would cry for such a thing.

Maybe it was what the examiner said, as literature student, we should have known to read the instructions. And I don't deny that. But HOW WAS I EXPECTED TO READ THE FREAKING INSTRUCTIONS WHEN I AM LIKE FREAKING NERVOUS THAT I COULD HAVE A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN AND MY HAND WAS SHIVERING? All I could read was the part the attach the freaking cover page.

I was s0 angry that when I was dismissed I stood up, and my chair fell. I was like, ' WHY DOES MY FREAKING CHAIR HAD TO FALL?' Oh yeah, my butt is like freaking big that when I got up I would create such a huge impact on the chair to make it fall. I don't deny that I was angry that is why it fell. But I was angry with myself for being so fucking stupid as to not see the stupid instruction!!

After that, I had this very pessimistic feeling that the chief examiner thinks that I was a bad student and that I was mad at the teachers. NO WAY. I was angry at myself. The examiners were very nice. But I just don't know why I was angry. Later I went to the toilet and I couldn't hold back anymore that I broke down.

I don't know why I broke down for such a minor, puny, insignificant matter. I just cried. I felt something tight in my chest. I hate it. I hate myself. I felt like punching the wall. But not in front of my friends. That's probably why I cried. Because I couldn't vent my anger on the wall so I had to break down and cry.

I'm supposed to be at tuition but I went to Mcdonald to grab something to cool down. By gorging myself with fries. But I realised that I had not enough money. WHAT THE SHIT.

What I don't understand is why do we have to write down the question number on the cover page when we wrote it on the answer sheet already. Oh yeah, the markers would not take note of the question number on the answer sheet in the pitch-black night there. Gosh. Can't we have stickers instead. I thought we would have stickers just to paste our index there. Oh no, they HAD to give us a cover page. GREAT. Next I had to break down, why? Because I stupidly humiliated myself for not writing the FREAKING question number.

I'm glad I am writing this. I have somewhere to vent out my frustration. I don't know why I am so worked up by such a small matter. Probably I have an ego so big that I could devour the earth's humiliation.

Maybe schools should probably give the next batch of O'level students this kind of COVER PAGE practice so they would REMEMBER to READ instructions and WRITE THEIR QUESTION NUMBERS. And not be like the stupid me (I am only referring to myself, not the others who didn't or forgot to write the question number).

IT'S SO FREAKING FRUSTRATING...............ARGH!!!!!!!!!