I've reached a point in this darn A level period where I don't really give a shit about how I did for my papers.
Okay. Maybe that's too much of an exaggeration.
NOT!
I mean. It's over right? No point in getting all wuss-like just because I might've lost at least 20% marks on each of the damn paper. Look on the bright side.
10% more before you lose the A.
20% more before you lose the B.
25% more before you lose the C.
30% more before you lose the D.
35% more before you lose the E and officially fail.
But even if I fail this paper and waste my 2 years of mindless slogging and cramming stupid information that I don't even plan to use for the rest of my life, so what? Go NS first then see la. Of course, this doesn't mean I'm giving up on the rest of my papers. I do wanna get my grades back without a hint of disappointment. But it's really not the end of the road if you screw these papers up.
O well. 10 days more to the end of this ordeal.
5 more papers.
Chemistry P2.
Economics. (Rawr! Don't come out international trade! *prays*)
Chemistry P1.
Physics P1.
Stupid timetable. Can't they just stuff that Physics P1 into next week? Drag this stupid thing and waste precious time I have left before gearing up and moving out to Tekong.
And I've discovered my love for clowns. Call me sick or what, but I find a certain amount of coolness in pervesifying this symbol of joy and laughter into something full of evil and despair. And no. I didn't get this inspiration from the Batman.
What you laughing at sonny?
