I think my Math tuition teacher is quite awesome. Thanks to him, I've managed to comprehend vectors, complex numbers and integration in 3 lessons. He's super value-for-money too, since his sessions can drag till like 3-4 hours long. He seems incredibly stressy though, he panics for us too much. I think for his sake I shall try and do decently for Prelim Math.
Freaking hell. I'm going quite mad. I reached home at 12.30am on National Day after tuition, dinner and outing.Then I checked my mail and showered. THEN, because it just seemed to be so important, I took out the mock Math paper, and started doing it. My dad woke up, saw me sitting at the dining table mathing away at 2am on a weekend, and turfed.
Wargh I think I shall go sit in the Lee Kong Chian library on Thursday night, and whittle away at H3 essay.
Ow ow ow ow me head.
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