1) The SATs were a little lackluster, but I'm at least minimally content enough to proceed to my Subject Tests in December if I should so choose.
2) Interviewing for Oxford (and Cambridge I suppose) is one of those harrowing experiences which, as an 18 year-old seems daunting, but on retrospect, whether I am admitted or not, will probably be a good experience to carry with me. I imagine my interviewer writing down what I have long professed, contrary to many a teacher's comment: "John has no reasoning ability".
3) Reading work that has been produced and creating new pieces are two entirely different things, and any connection between them is at most tenuous. I have found that digesting and internalizing are certainly important in my journey towards my IB exams, but not nearly as significant as writing new work, especially for English A1, that most demanding of subjects.
4) School at night is perhaps even more enjoyable than school in the day. What few evenings I have spent in the portals of AC have proven to be both productive and endearing at the same time. This is not a new thing for me, but something which will be a lasting memory, considering it is in all likelihood the last experience in school prior to actually taking the exams.
5) NS, an acronym which I once dreaded, and now am indifferent to, will officially be another phase in my (hopefully long and fruitful) life from January 8th, 2009. My year has embraced the notification of this in an unprecedented manner, and Facebook really does make it feel like a collective experience even before it has begun. I haven't actually joined the "Event" that someone put up, though I have located a few of my year mates and friends who share the same timing, and even more the same date, and even more the same location. My only recollection of anything to do with this is seeing Josh off 22 months ago, and as he gets out a week or so from now, I actually find myself wondering once in a while what my experience of it will be like. These thoughts are, quite fortunately, cut short by a reminder of the vast amounts of content I still need to plough through and the goal of getting a PSC scholarship which I try to keep in mind in the midst of all this academia.
6) It seems my classmates' knack for getting things is rather quite special. According to Gerald, of the 5 copies of Robyn Lim's Geopolitics of East Asia in the NLB, Song Yeong, Patrick, Justin and I are in possession of a copy each. Yay us indeed.
It is not so much a scary thought as it is a prospect, an actuality approached with anticipation, hope and the odd quote from my English tutor about being an exam-bashing machine, or something to that effect.
