man. now how i wish i could have blogged happier posts, because now that my results are back. it's going to be one long period of time before you see another of my happy posts.

reading that alone, you should already anticipate that my marks are all CRAP. okay. math C5, history C5 and higher chinese A2. i guess i'm pretty pleased with my chinese but who cares about what i care? my mother thinks i didnt study and thus, lousy marks. oh gosh, you tell me how amazing i am. three subjects and it's already a total of a stinking 12 marks. if this were the o levels, i think i'd just DIE.

sigh. i dont know. really, sometimes i just think that good marks and me just dont go. maybe one or two subjects, but never all. so what if i applied for nj? i wouldnt have got in. the disappointment would be greater, wouldnt it? instead of my mother harping on "you see lah! who ask you never apply for nj?", she'd be going "why cant you get into nj? how come emily and cara and maxine and yiting and so many people can but you cant?"

and again, so what if i got into nj? yes, i dont have to take the o levels, but still, that doesnt mean that my marks would suddenly improve. it would be worse. hey, we're talking about a jc.

im not yet willing to witness the immaturities of boys on a daily basis. for six years, i've tolerated. no way am i giving mgs up, probably the best secondary school of all times. urghhh.

and the tough thing is that it's so hard complaining about this kind of thing to people. the best candidate so far is my sister, since she had to go throught the horrors of mugging for psle and me the eoys. still, i seriously doubt that her marks would be so sickening.

-war between sister and mother. haha. i had this same war with my mother before, and i didnt notice how... spoiled i sound? haha. okays. BTTP.-

actually, there's no need for a BTTP. because i think i should just end my point back there. with the point being that there is seriously no link between me and good marks.

and now, i shall go blog-skipping. and geelyn, i think im setting up my storyblog again. but im forced to use the same darn skin because i dont have photoshop. gosh, i think i can kill just to get my hands on photoshop.

frowns.

haha, then smiles.

i never realised i had this violent side of me. (: