A week since i last blogged. So far i've been through many things. Let's say the returning of the exam scripts. Failing both my math, i thought to myself that people who dont work as hard, i guess, and those who dont put in any effort can score very well, in this case passing. I've certainly put in ALOT of effort, only to see it go down the longkang ';...;' This must something to this aint it? My mom has already spent approximately $2000 on my tuition fees since it begun. Again going down the drain.

However looking at the bright side of life, i've dont well for the other papers! In view of my standards of course. If i'd remembered corrected, it should be 60 for geog, 60 for history, 59 or 60 for ss, 5*(?) for physics, perhaps b4 for english and lastly a possible a1 for chemistry. So i still do not meet my target of crawling out of the pit of diamonds which was set by me at the beginning of this very term. God, what can i do to make myself perform.

Returning to the issue of the math papers, is it a case whereby i cannot perform on during examinations? Careless mistakes? Wastage of time? Or perhaps.. i cannot do math? I've been ruling out the last possibility cause i cant deny i think im smart, thought i AM perhaps smart ^_^ Okay enough of the crap.

Champions League Finals 2006/07 Athens just 2 days away on the 24th May, 2 am.
A case of deja vu as Liverpool will be facing AC Milan again! Anyway i've invited many of the guys over to my house for the match, hoping to create a mini Anfield. We cant lose this now :\

Alright i shall end the post with :

Arctic Monkeys - A Certain Romance

Oh they might wear classic reeboks
Or knackered converse
Or trackie bottoms tucked in socks
But all of that's what the point is not
The point's that there ain't no romance around there

And there's the truth that they can't see
They'd probably like to throw a punch at me
And if you could only see them then you would agree
Agree that there ain't romance around there

You know, oh it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell 'em if you like, we'll tell 'em all tonight
They'll never listen
'Cause their minds are made up and course it's all OK to carry on that way

And over there there's broken bones
There's only music so that there's new ringtones
But it don't take no Sherlock Holmes
To see it's a little different around here

Don't get me wrong though there's boys in bands
And kids who like to scrap with pool cues in their hands
And just 'cause he's had a coupla cans
He thinks it's alright to act like a dickhead

Don't you know, oh it's a funny thing you know
We'll tell 'em if you like, we'll tell 'em all tonight
They'll never listen
Cause their minds are made up
And course it's all OK to carry on that way
I said no, oh no
Oh you won't get me to go
Anywhere, said anywhere
I won't go
Oh no no

Well over there there's friends of mine
What can I say? I've known 'em for a long long time
And yeah, they might over step the line
But I just cannot get angry in the same way
Oh not in the same way
Well not in the same way
Oh no
Oh no no

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