Saturday, July 21, 2007

PTM in 6 hours. Oh noes. Better start practicing my sheepish face.
I think over the years, I've managed to learn how to deal with PTMs and their aftermath such that I no longer dread them. As much. I still have much to learn in order to face PTMs fearlessly. :/

Of course, the easiest way to not get screwed over by your parents for bad results is simply to not get bad results. DUH. But what’s done is done. I now fear for my very life. If you don’t see me in school on Monday, call the cops. It can only mean that my parents have nagged me to death about my results. Or it could mean that I got an MC.

Wah. Damn lame…

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