PSLE is coming.
It concerns me, theoretically, the whole Singapore seems concerned. For God knows what reason.
I am not going to revise, I am not going to study, and it is of nobody's business even if I fail. At least my mother doesn't care, she never ever tells me to study. It's just an exam for entry of secondary schools. Secondary schools are nothing, it's not going to give you any superb benefits just because you enter some prestigious secondaries. It's your university that matters, nobody gives a damn about your secondary education when you've got Harvard as your university. I'm only going to care about my A levels. I'm not gonna give a damn about this retarded PSLE.

It isn't worth all the headaches everyone around me complains of. Not at all.
For goodness sake, relax people, I just don't get what all the fuss is about. Even if I don't revise, I'm pretty sure, with all the knowledge my brain's acquired, I'm guaranteed to score at least 250. And I'm satisfied, because anyway, even if I revise, there's no way I can be the top scholar of Singapore and no way would I win a few thousand dollars. Hence, what's the use?
Let me just hide among the shade and be unimportant. And I only pray to allow me to conquer A levels with all my might.

PSLE forebodes disaster. I'm sure there're ones who would jump off the buildings nowadays due to their PSLE results. PSLE, the black plague, everybody wants a challenge with you. I don't care as long as You let me pass. Seriously, they should lower their expectations for twelve-year-olds who are mostly retarded and immature. PSLE is useless, I suppose.