Joke of a day

Hah... SPM results.. none of us really seems satisfied. we all did our best and yet we all got fucked up results. people like us. we just get pissed off with ourselves. scream it all out. and go on with life. it doesnt mean we're happy with what we got. it doesnt mean we dont give a fuck about our studies. we just. CHOOSE not to mope about it. so those fucktard who got like 7, 8, 9, 10 A's and are like "OMG im so gonna jump off the builing/bang the wall/*fill in your prefered method of suicide*!! i cant believe i didnt get straight A's!!* or those CCB's who complain how their A2's should be A1's... look... FUCK YOU... FUCK THE WALL... get a FUCKING LIFE. on a diff note though, this year. the truly depressed got it worse, and even the happy and contented-with-their-results ones... din have it as great... somehow. someWAY... results... just killed us all... it killed our moods. it strained ties between friends. it just fucks everything up. why? competitiveness? jealousy? probably. but i doubt it. to me. its just another one of the fucked up things that life comes with... and wat do we do? hah... embrace it. but for now. i dunno bout anyone else out there. join me if you will. but im just gonna FUCK THIS WHOLE DAMN JOKE of a day... oOo

~ Mr. Brightside - The Killers
* My Life. My World. Shades of Black.