Exam: The express way to hell.

Used to heard people say that life's easy after secondary school, coz its not so exam-oriented or something. Whatever(pronounced in bimbo accent). Its just freaking not true. Malaysia is still Malaysia, which means the whole education system is frggin' fuckup. In college and even universities, it is STILL exam-oriented. Everything is basically judged by one cheap, thin, and clean enuf to wipe ur ass piece of paper which pratically determines ur future. So, when it comes to exam periods, u know that u have to go thru the fiery bright gates of hell to get the results u wanted, or should we say "expected".

Try as hard as u can, but the bloody boring bulk of information just won't budge into ur memory. Frustrating huh? The matter of fact is even it goes through the bricks of ur brain, it stays there for like lets say 3.45 miliseconds and it flows away with the brain liquid to somewhere else in ur body, say ur ass. So, after turning 20 pages of ur book, u realized that u have forgotten the facts on page 1.

Now THATS frustrating.

Began to wonder why our brain works the fucked-up way. Amazingly, we can stored up to 10 of thousands of football players profile, every single strategies and tactics and cheat codes of any game, a 5 meter long list of clothes and brands available in shopping complexes and yet, when comes to exam, it just fails u.

Now THAT is also...u spell it. Yawn.

And despite the usual advice to chill and get enuf rest to maximize ur performance. It is not even close to follow the rigid rules of preparing for exams here. I mean, who cares. It won't work, especially for last-minute people. People like me. And even if u are not a last-minute person, you will probably follow suit as its the trend for exam period. Speaking of being left out and kiasu.

The theory is Exam= "healthy" lifestyle. Consider this. The paced schedule of midnight express train running everynight. The friggin huge ammount of caffeine consumed. The ammount of juice that u squeezed out of ur brain. The freaking ton-weighting pressure endured. And the encyclopedia of curses that is being blurted out when frustration creeps in. I will be damned if u expect a long life expectancy.

*gasp**breathes out*

And now time to shorten life expectancy.

Empty

MERDEKA!!

Whoo! Zzzzzz....

Alrite, i admit i am not some patriotic person who goes around clad in Malyasian flag and driving cars with millions of M'sia flags around u that u cant even see the wind screen. Anyway, they are called p-o-s-e-r-s. Do something good that benefits the country la, thats what I called patriotic.

As i sed, I am not patriotic enuf, I dont have good deeds that can proof that I serve well as Malaysian, for now(maybe will never, am considering moving abroad). So, I don't really celebrate Independence Day(its called national day in M'sia, but Independence Day sounds so soooo cool, thanks to some alien-invade-earth-with-Will-Smith-starring-movie). Its meant for those people who really like cares for the national matters, say Abdullah Badawi and maybe Dr. Mahathir. Heh.

Well, really, after 49 years, the meaning of remembering the day the country releasing themselves from the ang mohs is not really there anymore, esp. teenagers like us. We watch the parades and the fireworks jz because they are like "Wow!" and some *ahem* leng luis are around to see them.

Its a public holiday anyway. Which means instead of trying to remember how to sing Negaraku and some patriotic songs and thinking of the days when TAR shouts Merdeka, you probably will be lying straight in ur bed or shopping around KLCC because its some Merdeka Sale, or just simply stare at ur books bcoz exam is near.

And speaking of exams....
Damn. It is now officialy a week from that. And I am jz not ready. The brain GB jz wont want to store the information u want them to. Lets imagine this situation, u studied subject A, satisfied and continue with subject B. Half way through, u wanna test urself on subject A and guess what? Poof. U just can't remember any of them( okla, say a little bit of them). Was like WTF? And then the "die liao la" feeling comes in. Russel Peters once said popped in the Indian accent and tension's gone. Fuck it. I tried. It never materialized, tension is still there. Pundek.

Anyway, life's like roller coster when it comes to exam period. Imsonia is the main disorder most probably faced especially when u cant go to sleep becoz you are worried and yet u cant do anything about it becoz u are demotivated. I mean, who the fuck will blog 6.40am in the morning? =.=

And to make matters worse, the feeling of emptiness creeps in now and then, especially when u are single. Here's the scenario. Nobody's cares what you did. You feel like complaining ur misery, but noticed only the wall( and ur blog) wants to hear you talking. You see couples hanging around after an exhausted study session, while the only thing accompaning you is some bloody boring text books. Sometimes, though is not a need, u jz wish that u could have someone close enough to share something with.

Siiiiiiigghh.

The sound of rubbish being picked up reminds me that its morning. A new day starts and its time to...sleep.

Good morning people.....