Complain Complain Complain.

The wake-up call brought me back to reality today. Nothing is as important as the exams now. But the intense pressure is mounting, too much for for any comfort. Just wanna complain abit. I am so sick that Singapore is so academic-results oriented. Yeah. So sick. Cuz I ain't getting any interviews so I wanna complain. Of cuz, there's nothing wrong with being results-oriented, if I am the employer, I'd probably want the best candidates - results is an indicator. Of cuz, please give this guy here who ain't quite developed up there in the area of academics a chance. Alright, thats much better now! You might wonder why I have so much time to blog, well, you don't need to have finish all that studying or be way ahead of your schedule to blog right? hee hee. My head is too big to mug right now. Anyway I will be working hard,constantly reminding myself of the wake-up call I had today. Now, on to some happy things. Below is a picture of the necklace I gave my girlfriend on her birthday beginning of the year. Yeah, I asked her to let me take a picture of it to show you that I too treasure her alot. ha ha. Its diamond lo. -show off- Abit small huh? ha ha. Don't get me wrong, I ain't rich or anything. In fact I'm a really poor bloke. =/ But its only right to dig into my savings once in a while to pamper my girl. Cuz she's worthed it.

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