I wonder why some things can’t be simple, why there are no simple black and white answers but instead black and white mixed together to give you various shades of grey which makes things all the more complicated and confusing.

There is an old adage which says that ‘time heals all wounds’. The sands of time does indeed cover the tracks of what hurts most of the time. But the memory remains and when it does come back, it comes back with such a vengeance that it stops you in the midst of what you were currently doing until you manage to banish it to the deepest part of your memory once again. Someone said that it’s the past that shapes us to be who we are today which I agree too. But I wish to forget parts of the past which no longer has a place in the present and the future. I wish my memory was like a computer memory, to delete what I want to forget. Its funny that I can’t make my own brain obey my own instructions. And a friend called to I guess talk to me and ask me how I am and I cried a little little bit, laughed a little, talk and listened quite a lot and felt a lot better when I went to sleep.

Our dear organic synthesis test results came back to us today. The lecturer had to times two all our grades and still 120 people failed. I think I managed to only technically pass on the dot with no marks to spare with a E grade when you times two my grade.It is so sad to the point of hilarity that many of us were laughing. But actually, its not so funny for 120 students to have failed even though the lecturer has times 2 our marks and the passing mark was set at 40. Come on chemistry students, we can do it! I feel a little weary but thankfully not disheartened.

And the mid-term break is here. A little time to take a break and happily stare into space and time to comprehend all course materials which I currently don’t really understand before the onslaught of tests begins when school opens again.