I finished reading Black Cat on the weekend, such a good manga. I really liked the storyline, even if it turned out a bit cliche at parts. The art was very well done too I thought, compared to many mangas/animes. Kylie says shōnen has no depth. I beg to differ.

So yeah. School started. The last 2 weeks of school ever (I've said that too many times). What do they open with? Mock exam results, hooo~! The first one was a shocker, 75% for my Bio exam. I was honestly nearly shocked to bits. Don't think my heart could have taken another one of those shots. Firstly, I had no idea how that happened. The paper was tricky, but it wasn't THAT hard... I'm certain that many people would have done better than that. Turns out, my section B had so many little marks chipped away from each question (I think most of my answers only got 1/2 or 2/4 marks). Didn't mention a keyword(s). Didn't read the question carefully. Didn't check. Lost me about a third of the marks in section B. Bye bye academic award for bio. Unless by some chance they don't take the mock into account... (Sad huh, I have to resort to these to keep my hopes up). Even Ms. Barclay at the end was like (paraphrased) "Glen! WTF! Noob! Fail at bio more please?!" (She really said something like "Do(n't) you think you could have done better, especially in section B?") Just empty a few more shells into what's left of my pride why don't you.

And then came Chem. This one was a shock too. Although it was more of a shared feeling rather than personal. Class average: 40%. My mark: 75%. I was like "Wow... Same as bio, except I might actually have done better relatively this time. Maybe I might even get an acade-" Michael's mark: 80%. "..." /wrists.

Tomorrow should bring the rest of my mock exam results, discounting English (she's way too lazy to have marked our exams in the holidays, she just picked them up today -.-"). How about our English SAC mark? Nope, not yet (probably not even touched). And she wanted to give our whole class shit for not doing some "homework" which no one heard about, somehow. Baka yaro.

I finally recieved my date of enlistment, which will be officially on the 15th of December. That gives me about 2 weeks to spend over here in Melbourne, and then 2 weeks to spend catching up in Singapore. I quite like the timing. Come to think of it, I'm sick of all this exam shit. Let's go join the army yay.

Everyone wants to know my methods mark. I seem to be the only one who doesn't. I hate it when people hype things like that up, at the expense of other people. Because when the results come out and they're shit, guess the reaction. No, I don't want attention. I know you all did really well, just leave me alone. If I did really well, I'm not going to tell you. If I did really badly, I'm not going to tell you. Unless something of equal or greater value to myself is presented in proposition, of course. But it's generally not worth the expense. Too many people who can't keep their mouth closed, can't help being a bitch. Why, why, WHY do you want my mark? Make yourself feel better? Make me feel worse? Tell other people to instill the former reactions in them? What on earth do I gain from telling you? I honestly don't care whether I beat you, and I'll probably not care if you beat me, provided you shut up and stay modest about it. You want my mark? Here's a tissue. Enjoy.

I'm blabbering again. David's being irritating again. I think the impact of the results are hitting home. Time to go devise evil excuses and ways to avoid getting stoned by my parents. Can't believe they include mock exam results in the reports. F***.

Bye.