It's funny how life has it's ways of getting us to hate something and then, just a few blocks down the road, it makes us stand face to face to that very object of our detestation.
At least that's what Life has done with Me recently. There I was, swearing at my A levels half a year ago. I used to cuss at my books when no one was around. Eventually, the day of my final A level Examination finally arrived and, needless to say it was one of the happiest days of my life. I also clearly remember a Facebook status update of mine from that historic day which said:
"I have only two words for you A'levels: Good Riddance!"
And now, 7 months after that day, I have become a slave to that loathsome British Educational System once again. Life is a true prankster. I know you're "ROFL-ing", mocking me, laughing in hysterics as you watch me suffer in my misery. Even the books are pointing at me with their 'paper-hands' and laughing at me like hyena's.
I have a new outlook now. I see this scenario with a different perspective. It's my chance to bury the hatchet with A'levels once and for all. I am being given a second chance so that I can start over. Now, slowly, the books begin to shut their 'page-mouths', 'Life' straightens itself up and smiles charmingly at me and together, we sign a peace treaty.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Aroob & you are?"
"Advanced Levels. Though you may call me A'levels for short!"
[Note: I am retaking my A'level examinations in the coming May/June 2011.
There, your confusion has been washed away]
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