23rd October 2012.
Midnight. exactly 12.00. 9 hours from now i'll be having my AICT exam. I should have anxiety, or some type of symptom with fear in its checklist, but i feel nothing. Like O levels, this, sometimes feel meaningless. I await for AC3, my savior, my hero, my ticket to a world supposedly narnia-like. Traveling back in time, where people don't concentrate much on studies, where life is mostly made up of adventure, where paradise exist. Knowledge is power, or so they say. But in some circumstances, knowledge is nothing. A bullet to the head will kill knowledge and everything else within a man. So let me rephrase that: Knowledge is power, if you're still alive. But, then again, there are different types of settings, or circumstances. Thus the rephrase is not applicable to all situation. AICT... Then Psychology. All that i can do now, is wait and pray for the best. To be honest i have not done much to get a good outcome for this examination. I, in the first place, merely wanted to try it out. To test my skills too. But, as always, exam is a 'drag'. Sucks being at the bad side of the road when everyone else is enjoying their life. But, i am not alone. My fellow 'dude', Mutzakkir, if you are reading this, then... sucks to be you. I know the feeling dude. Bitching on floor laughing my ass off. It feels inappropriate giving a personal message to a person in a blog entry. Well to hell with it. 12.12am. 7 hours until hell school, and exam.
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