"The clock ticks life away; it's so unreal!"

Why do Linkin' Park music always remind me of my future? So the day of Apoclaypse is drawing near, and frankly, I am damn nervous. There's this rumor floating around that if you get the teaching thingy, you got 17 points or something. I didn't get it, and well, damn. And there's only space for 50% of this years candidates to go to the PolyTechnics. If I flunk, I will just blow my flutes at Tampines Interchange. Serious.