The One About Inori

So you all know I started classes. Which I had written the wrong days in the previous blog entry. It’s every Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Not Friday. Just in case you were looking for me on those 3 nights. Not that anyone would look for me anyway. *Sobs*

So I missed 2 lessons of each of the 3 classes because we were away. This is my 2nd week in school and I’m already sitting for tests.

I think I did very well in the Maths test. But that is hardly surprising as I’ve always loved Maths. It’s one thing that will never let you down. If your answer is correct, it’s correct! It’s not arbitrary. It’s not whimsical. It just is. Maths is the best subject in the whole wide world.

We didn’t have a Physics test although I thought we did…..

Today was Chemistry test and I almost wanted to laugh hysterically at the paper. Because . it . was . all . Greek . to . me. In fact, I may have done better in a Greek test than this Chemistry test!

SIGH!!!

And out of the 3 subjects, Chemistry is the most important one for entry into MBBs!

I was sorely tempted to write stupid answers in those that I didn’t know. For eg, when asked what “CH₃COOH” was, I wanted to write “The Chernobyl Disaster?” (The correct answer, however, is ‘Acetate’) For those of you curious to know what I did write in the end… was “Carbon……”. Uh huh.. I actually wrote the dots. “Carbon……….” Yep.

There is just too much to memorise! Sulfite, sulfide, oxide, dioxide, the elements the ions the isotopes…… I just want to run from the room, screaming my head off. I can’t balance an equation for the life of me!

I think brain surgery might be easier than all these mumbo. Any neurosurgeons reading my blog can clarify this? Hmm?

So anyway….. ever since coming home from the “Holiday”, I’ve been busy with school and, get this, HOMEWORK. I haven’t had HOMEWORK for years. I can’t believe how many years have passed since I last did HOMEWORK. I’m really getting on with age!

Battling with 2 screaming kids, housework, online store and we’ve also taken on a Project. That’s right. With a capital ‘P’. Because it’s a huge Project. We can’t say more, though. It’s kept top secret and only a small handful of people know about it.

I can, however, tell you that it is not:

a) Another baby (you must be out of your mind to think that we are trying for #3 right now)

b) Creating anti-matter by hurling particles down the LHC.

This Project, has been sucking all my time these past few weeks. We run around like headless chickens and we neglect the kids household chores because of this Project. (Uh, mum? Would you like to come and do some laundry for us? The pile of clean clothes sitting on the spare bed waiting for folding/hanging is currently taller than I am now…)

All I can say is, I hope Project is done soon and I can finally do some knitting or sewing.

Oh wait. I can’t do that yet. I still have MY TAXES to do! URGH!

SOooooOo.. anyway, Project might take up to a year to complete. Or it may dissolve into nothingness in just a month or so’s time. So that’s at least a month to a whole year of my time and energy. On top of school. On top of 2 kids. On top of the housework. On top of the online business. On top of my hobbies which I have been neglecting.

I sat in class today and wished and wished and wished that I were 16 again. Where all I have to do is study and do well for my tests/exams. And I think of how lucky Lulu is to be able to study without the distraction of… uh… say… a crying kid. Or a crying kid. Or maybe a crying kid.

So yes. My life has been pretty crazy to say the least. I don’t know when it will resemble sanity. But I have an inkling that it may only just be 21 years from now. Maybe I can get a discount… Maybe only 20 years.

Without God, though, I would have given up everything. But because of Him and Him alone, I am able to say that I (in no specific order) love school (yes, even when I don’t understand Chemistry), I love my kids, I love my husband, I love my parents and sister, I love my friends, I love my church, I love my yarn and fabric stash (lol), I love doing The Project even it’s caused a little anguish and anxiety but we gleaned and learned A LOT from it, I love my crazy life and most of all, I love God. HE is the most wonderful thing that happened to me and if I were to compile all the miracles He’s done for us, I can write a thick book.

Oh yeah~~~ If you’d like to send some yarn or chocolate or cards or letters or something to cheer me on, you are more than welcome to.

I accept cash too. Thankyouverymuch~

Lol.. just kidding.