To the End of Summer.
Ah so the prelims have ended. The coffin is in the bloody pit only it lacks a corpse to complete the wonderful morbid picture. Well at least my two miserable years are finally drawing to a close. A month or two and I can start to shovel the dirt in already. The thought is compelling, but somehow not as pleasant as i thought it would be. Usually I'd revel in the contemplation of the end of my thralldom, but somehow I don't think it's going to be the case.
For summer has ended. JC was the twilight of the good years.
Maybe i'm being paranoid. But it seems to me most adults don't really enjoy themselves. They dont hang out and don't have friends and don't bum around except during chinese new year, where everyone pretends that they still know all the names and remember all the times. But that's life isn't it? When you're forty how often do you laugh anyway?
Anyway just for those who are interested to know, I didn't fail GP after all! No it wasnt good either, but when fate deals you a cruel hand, you salvage all the scraps you can.
Ps. Bus drivers suck. Stupid asshole driving the 66 today stepped on the fucking accelerator when he saw me running for the bus. Grr.
Chi Hou @ Thursday, October 07, 2004
