if one more person tells me i'll do fine for o levels,
i will kill him. or her. and i don't give a damn about ladies first or anything.

because if i don't do well, your words will be much harder to swallow than the kick i will aim (and execute) at your face or groin, depending on which gender you belong to.
so keep it to yourself. 'cause i don't need false hope.

and to all my dear friends out there who're facing the same fate as mine on this grim monday, i'm not going to tell you to relax or chill or don't worry or anything, not just because i don't want you telling me the same thing, but also 'cause i know exactly how you feel and as far as i'm concerned, pretending everything's normal or that nothing's going to happen isn't going to do much for your pyscological sitch. and your parents might scream and shout and throw things or worse, lock you in a room and give you one of those talks that have you silently screaming and crying for days when you should be used to it by now, but i think this much i can say - that every one of your friends will be there for you because since when were our friendships ever based on grades? so it's not much i can offer, but you have my shoulder to cry on ^^

oh but this is extremely pessimistic of me. of course, excluding murphy's law and every other ineffable rule of the world which states that the unexpected should become the expected simply because it is unexpected, then i expect every one of you, 4T-ians, 4G-ians, after-school crowd and every other random but note-worthy acquaintance of mine to get - maybe not 6 A1s, but enough to enter wherever you're aspiring to. and when that happens you'll owe me a drink. (x

and in the meantime i'll scrutinize the verse which says (vaguely adapted) that our Father won't give us anything we can't handle. and wonder, worst come to worst (in my opinion), what good i can do for this world sweeping roads.

(if you're stuck brooding over the same dark destinies as mine, here's a topic to distract you: what would i do if were working on the same patch of road as the world-renowned road-sweeper jaime liew?
a. throw myself in front of a car in abject defeat
b. do what i can with my lot in life, sweep dilligently and stay out of jaime's way, meanwhile wishing with every scrap of my being that i were more puny and inconspicuous than the aforesaid luminary's one hundred and fifty-eight centimetres
c. get your own rival road-sweeper gang and (futilely) attempt to out-sweep j.l., not knowing that j.l. has already sworn every potential rival into a Supreme Sweeperhood in pursuit of truth, justice and beauty, and also to prevent this sort of half-assed road-sweeping competition
d. join the Supreme Sweeperhood and conquer the world
e. sit by the side of the road and let the idiot sweep the whole road herself, since she thinks she's so damn imba)

anyway, i'm FINALLY learning korean (maybe it's the sort of efficiency and determination that the feeling of the End Being Near gives you, kind of like how your life flashes past you before you end up pushing daisies), aaaand i'm starting on two new artistic projects that hopefully will survive after my imminent passage away (or worse).

oh, and i'm reading lolita. it's sick and perverted and everything the reviews claimed it to be and much more, and any further commentary will render this paragraph R21 and i still don't know how to add the pop-up disclaimer thing or the livejournal one that reminds you "i am 14 and above and mature enough to read this" (like you'd say otherwise if you really wanted to read it but hey at least the website's legal), so i'll just say that it's juicy (feel it bounce around your palate!) and offer to lend it to anyone after i'm done with it, which should be three weeks from now. (:

okay i think your mom's calling you for dinner, you'd better run! ANNYEONG <3 xD
(see you on monday if i will!)

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