Look, I've got 28 days to the A Levels. Am I panicking? Not one bit. I'm one cool cucumber, even though my grades are like bovine excrement. I need to push my GP up by 3 grades to my ideal grade, push my Chemistry and Math up by at least 3 grades, as well as try to get full marks for my Chinese Literature. As for the latter, I've got reliable sources buzzing around my head that to score an A for Chinese you've got to score close to 90 marks for the Literature component. I almost had verbal diarrhea.
Alright, back to what I'm supposed to write today. Just over a month ago, I decided that being friends with someone is far more agonising than shoving ice cubes up my ass, so I (or rather, she) decided to call it quits. Fine. I'm not here to bemoan your extinction from my world. I'm just taking this chance to settle things once and for all, in case I have more people coming up to me and asking 'What's wrong with her?'. Sorry, but I'm not her official spokesman and I can't really deduce the actual cause of such an adverse change, but from an outsider's point of view, she's probably decided that sticking around with us isn't going to benefit her intellectually, physically or emotionally, so she's decided to row her own canoe. But oops, be careful, don't lose that paddle. You could drown yourself, you know.
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