heyya kids.

MYE results were and are not going to be great. who am i kidding, they're pathetic; horrible, probably. english has failed me for the first time; i should be upset. but i am not. but i am not beaten, jade is not scratched so easily. i've had worse.

For all you sad kids out there..
Don't take this as a wake up call. Alarms don't work sometimes, yknow. Take it as a firm, urgent yet gentle reminder. Every paper you receive is a smooth pebble pelted in your gut. Pain? Glad you feel it. Then don't just stand there, you. Move. Get going. This is but a warm up of what is to come. Every moment you spend stationary is a bruise - blue purple bumps on your baby soft skin. The pebbles will not be this harmless forever. Soon they will turn into rocks - little mounds of granite that can and will cause real bodily harm. So while your wounds are only but skin deep, rub a little zam buk on them. I know it hurts. Dry your cheeks you are too precious to be broken over something like this. Start again. Train harder. Steel your will, not your heart. Be happy live laugh loveeee. One day you will be able to catch those stones and pelt them back at your tormentor I promise you.

awman i am not proud of that sounds so cheap D: but the message comes from the bottom of my heart ok; CAP ON HEADS UP. (haha azrin's old twitternamee!) you will shine one day :)