One man's cheeze is another man's shit.
Aft much deliberation, I realised I am a freelance perfectionista. Perfection seems to be my middle last name. That is, if I even bother to start the ball rolling. I will not yield unless I get the result I yearn for. But sometimes, it may be too much of a pipe dream. So, giving up is a last resort.
Had English paper 2 just now. Pretty okay, with a challenging vocab section. At least I bet I am one of the few who got "Ubiquitous" correct. I heard there were a plethora of answers. G_G to all. Aint that sure about "Imperative" tho. BUT. My summary is weird. After wrecking my brains, I had 91 words. Aft more brain imploding, I got 109 words, while most others got like 13
x, 14
x. Argh, forget it. I shall leave it to my luck.
Have selective senses, see what you want, hear what you want and say what you want. Care not for the comments of others, not for the glares of others. Guard I will, worry not.
Devil with a halo.
Blogged at 6:45 pm