Exams exams.

Once again, like a half-yearly menstrual period, the vexatious exams are here. and every six months there is bloodshed. haha. huh what pun? The previous encounter almost left me for dead.
Anyway, here I am again. Two papers into this three week marathon. The first two were rather manageble but thats probably as easy as it gets.

-> Plus my save-junwei's-first-class-honours-plan didn't really take off. So now I've just drawn up my contingency one, let-junwei-get-B-instead-plan. Its packed to the brim. Literally Brim. No space for manuvering.. AT ALL. like REALLY TIGHT...
ok heres two easy analogies for both genders, to help you understand the predicament that I am in. and if you happen to fall in between those two options..read both lor....fag....

for guys: its like parallel parking a fucking mercedes slr in a parking space for a mini cooper.. no fucking space lar.
for girls: its like parallel parking a freaking mini cooper in a parking space for 3 mercedes SLR's lar.. SAME! no freaking space lar.

Ya. point is...I've got a really pack schedule!!!!!!!!

->Plus my girlfriend is like holidaying away.. Lucky her. LUCKY LUCKY HER... I'm green with envy. like greener than green lantern.

I'm really banging on this contingency plan to pull me through man. Give me strength to complete it and follow through.

Pray for my remaining papers please. Bless me with your kind thoughts. Tag me encouraging messages. Text me encouraging words. Give me motivation. Send me porn. or better, send me the fucking exam script.

Come 28th, get ready Singapore! Cos' I'm gonna paint the town red.