Actually right on the day when O Levels ended. But I didn't really have the mood to type so many things. So...

Here's the post, the 300th post, presented exactly on 14th November, 2010 5:17PM. At least, that's what my system time is going at.

I forgot the last time I posted! I think it's 5th November. So, during these 9 days, I've experienced a lot.

Thing 1:
Clearing out all the post O's stuff before the very last paper.
I found a lot of... memories. I tell you, my mom used to write birthday cards for me. I dunno why, but she discontinued after... (let me check)... 2007. No idea why, but they were, indeed, heart wrenching.

Everytime she cracks jokes about herself being dead, my heart silently says, "No!". But my mouth is too stubborn and obstinate to say anything. Awwww.

Sighs. Something she'll never write anymore, I guess. I've grown up. Every card tells me about her hopes she's pinned on me... which I have conveniently ignored... at this point, I feel so @#$%^&*!&^%$#@!$%^&* about myself.

Thing 2:
I've found nothing of value other than aforementioned and the 2007 School Magazine which has been long lost. Chris said he found 50 freaking bucks but I have found nothing more than a rusty and battered looking five cents coin. What's this man, Lady Luck! Can't you *ahem ahem* drop some 2 dollar notes for me? Couldn't you have changed all those late slips I've collected into at least 2 dollar notes?

That would make my dayYEAR.

Thing 3:
I realize I am going to be the only one with the very same haircut and highly probable hair colour on the day when I collect results.

And after O Levels, what's the next thing to worry about?

Yes.

Results.

And they are scary enough cos I didn't study much...

And MY MUM PINNED HIGH HOPES ON ME. SIGHS. I THINK I'M GONNA DISAPPOINT HER, YET AGAIN. :(


Oh and my desk looks rather neat now.
HPDHP1 IS COMING OUT YAY! AND THE BEST THING IS THAT I'M WATCHING WITH FELLOW HP GEEKS! HAHAHAHA!






Update about 2 hours later:
 I don't feel the need to write another post, so I'll just continue from here.

Can I emphasise the weirdness and WTFness associated with people liking their own posts? It's really (insert word here because I've got no word to describe these weirdos). I don't totally agree with the groups and like pages saying that it's like giving yourself a high-five, because it seems to be not severe at all. It sounds dumb, alright? 

Okay perhaps I'll agree with the folks who say that it's like giving yourself a slap in the face. Cos you see, it is. It's just really not needed and makes you seem that you're really damn effin' satisfied with the status you've just written. Then when others read it, they may not totally agree with you. Hmm...

I don't think you people get my point here. I dunno how to get my point across.

Argh. How do I put this into words? It's like... okay here I go.

Imagine you're driving. On the expressway. I am another driver behind you. From my point of view and perhaps others, you're like driving really haphazardly, posing a threat to other motorists. Snaking around on the expressway.

All of a sudden, you use a loudspeaker and say, "I LOVE THE WAY I DRIVE. LIKE." 

Yeah liking your posts is something like this. That's what I feel. This is an analogy, yeah there's no real threat in liking your posts, but yeahhhhhhh. 

It is my job to get my point across. Hah. 

Oh. It is not up to YOU to decide if your status is brilliant or not. It does not count, therefore you should not even like it. It is up to US, your dear friends (and maybe not cos some people have a thousand over bogus friends) to decide whether we agree, or like, or find it funny, or feel exactly the same way towards your damn status. 

So own-status-likers, point invalid. Geddit? 

There's a world out there that we should see. Take my hand, close your eyes. With you right here, I'm a rocketeer ~Rocketeer - Far East Movement