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I have a relationship with irony. It's a bumpy one in fact. There are times when I pray and hope that whatever my parents lecture me about will hit them back hard. Somehow it just never happens and I'll just look up to the sky and shake an angry fist at the clouds. Now irony has finally decided to work it's magic in a very, very cruel way. My parents had once said that they will keep all my certificates as I can't be trusted with them as I'll probably lose them. Now my parents are the ones who have irony rain down at them. They have I-don't-know-the-fuck-how lost my O level certificate and testimonials. Yes, they can't be found. Ransacked every drawer and cupboard but it still can't be find. Nothing else to do but to get a new one from the MOE. Oh well. Damn you irony! NOT LIKE THIS! *shakes angry fist at the sky |  |  | 
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I have a relationship with irony. It's a bumpy one in fact. There are times when I pray and hope that whatever my parents lecture me about will hit them back hard. Somehow it just never happens and I'll just look up to the sky and shake an angry fist at the clouds. Now irony has finally decided to work it's magic in a very, very cruel way. My parents had once said that they will keep all my certificates as I can't be trusted with them as I'll probably lose them. Now my parents are the ones who have irony rain down at them. They have I-don't-know-the-fuck-how lost my O level certificate and testimonials. Yes, they can't be found. Ransacked every drawer and cupboard but it still can't be find. Nothing else to do but to get a new one from the MOE. Oh well. Damn you irony! NOT LIKE THIS! *shakes angry fist at the sky |  |  | By post:
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 In the middle of the journey of our life, 
I found myself again in [or through] a dark wood, 
[so dark] that the straight way was utterly lost. 
Alas how hard it is to say what it was like, 
this savage and sharp and strong forest, 
which even in thought renews my fear! 
So bitter was it that death is little moreso; 
but in order to speak of the good that I found there, 
I'll tell of the other things I saw there. - The Inferno, Canto 1
 
 
 
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