I cannot guarantee my return, as AP exams are making me a tad bit suicidal at the moment. If I never post again, it’s because I have finally killed myself by studying to death. I want you all to know that I loved writing ignored posts on this blog that no one cared about.
Alright, so right now I’m on my father’s laptop (yay I have a HUGE key board to type on for once instead of the micro-sized I-will-fuck-up-your-spelling iPod Touch keyboard!) so I’m going to make this very brief.
As many of our loyal somewhat observant Followers have noticed, I haven’t been posting a lot lately. And if you read one of my previous posts, you would know why (no, I’m not telling you which post, you lazy bum. Go look on your own!). But starting next week and probably continuing into the beginning of May, my existance will be imaginary here on the blog. Why?
THE ANTICHRIST TESTS.
Or, in simpler terms, the AP exams. Yes, as I have mentioned in another post, I live up to my Asian stereotype. Go me.
But if you don’t take, or haven’t taken, these AP classes of death, then you would not understand the PAIN and AGONY of these damn tests. I can’t even describe the stress and torture in words. Although any description of these tests would end with me saying, “Its like Spanish Inquisition. And I didn’t expect the Spanish Inquisition!” and then 3 men dressed in red would pop in and say “NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!” and then we all laugh because Monty Python is always relevant. Except maybe during the actual Spanish Inquisition.
To make a long story short, I have AP tests coming up in about 3 weeks. And that means I’m going to die. Because these tests are literally going to kill me. They are literally going to grab me by my fat Asian throat and throttle me. WHY DID I THINK TAKING 3 AP CLASSES WAS A GOOD IDEA?!
I’m dead. Remember me. And if anyone wants to replace my dead, cold, Asian corpse, contact me. Not really. I think I’ll be alive.
- The Geisha
