If the last year me Elaine looked like a nerd and stressed. This year's Elaine looks even nerdier and more stressed, or so my girl and guy friends say. [Thanks to Weiwei's photo-editing skills to make me happier, I don't exactly look nerdy in photo =P ]

But it's true. I've never known 2nd year of uni to be such a killer. Firstly, it has sucked out my life. I've been having sleepless nights staying in the comp lab on campus doing projects and setting off the stupid alarms until the security guard came to tick us off. I've been keeping up like an owl writing essays and burning midnight oil to mug, only to realise that no matter how hard I study, I can never be as smart as those abnormal people who wriggle their way through with high-flying As despite clubbing and playing like there's no tomorrow.
I've accepted that there are smart people. Fullstop.

Things ain't looking bright. Firstly, I realised that God had thrown me into a deep sea, learning a language using my rather obsolete right brain. If only communicating can be as easy as speaking in the gift of tongues to preach His word, and to bond with the people of the Tower of Babel, rather than use head knowledge to learn linguistic skills to communicate.

And I'm SO not doing well for tests in Biochem and Molecular Genetics. I'll need to ace all of them if I am to pull up my CAP score, and that will save me a lot of trouble so that the Dean's office will not come after me.

I give up trying with all my might and all my strength lah.

A miracle can only save me for my finals.

LORD!!! I am in Your hands, and no matter how terrible I did, You know I tried my best, and I put in all my time, effort and did everything to glorify You. I can only give it back to You. And I can say that all my results are because of You and not me!!!
I'll still do my best, but You had better do the rest ok!

I need to get out of this darn mini city in NUS. 2 weeks here is driving me nuts.
I wanna go home!