Cheating with Money

I'd originally planned to talk about YJC or perhaps The Da Vinci Code that I'm currently enjoying immensely, but my current state of mind does not permit me to engage in any form of intellectual discourse right now.

If studying is a game, I know I will win. But I know I will win only because I know have cheated. And as any avid gamer knows, there can be no satisfaction derived from winning by cheating.

No, I didn't smuggle information into a test or anything like that. But to come to a place where the educational standard is at the very least slightly lower counts as much. I'm not belittling London's education system or anything but it has been a proven fact that anyone from Singapore who comes here almost always flies.

Just another of life's little ironies that a really small but totally incomprehensible part of me just feels like rushing back to the land of stress and mugging and insanely high standards. Indeed life is weird.

Perhaps it’s just because some ******* can't wait to spring into some bloody lecture after I tell him about a guy from YJC who gets exempted from the promos because of his outstanding daily work. Look, I know you've worked your damn brains out because it’s something you've implicitly/explicitly told me umpteen times, alright, and my frippin heart BLEEDS for you oh so much because of that. I bloody hell KNOW that the damn school fees here are expensive and how you always talk of how I can become the laughing stock of the "century/double century/triple century" by cheating and losing if I don't work. Without your interference you know I think that that disaster might just be averted but if you're so damn concerned about your cash going to waste why the bloody hell don't you just leave me in Singapore and let me 自生自灭,as the Chinese call it?? Even better just fly off without me and let me earn my own funds. Perhaps I'll work in KFC, then maybe I'll try to uncover undeniable evidence of their cruelty to chickens if any exists? Maybe PETA will pay me good cash for it and I'll give it all to you to free me of that bond? Or if I fail then take your insurance money when I die and sell off all my organs. There are black markets that pay good money for this kind of stuff, you know. Whichever way you look at it, there's money to be made here!!!

Or alternatively if it is an undesirable option/you don't take me seriously/you don't trust me to give you the cash etc, then STOP HOUNDING ME ABOUT IT ALL. Thank you.

Manz, I can't believe I wrote that, but at least I feel calmer now. But well, YJC and The Da Vinci Code is another story for another day.