the last announcement is complete rubbish of course. i am not going to stop. i just don't have a hoppity step today, nor for a while. at least the kind of "i'm back" journal that was supposed to be here on sunday morning was the kind that would be generally smug in tone, with a brief and modest remark on the thing in general, plus a lot of self-deprecatory bellyaching about maths, alot of general chatter about dc, concluding with: next obstacle please: the literature test. that was how it was supposed to have turned out. it wasn't supposed to have turned out like this at all. given my track record on psle, higher chinese, gp, etc, it was the just the sort of thing that you might think would happen. perhaps what i feel is more a sense of obstacle, my first serious obstacle, and from an unexpected quarter. an a sense of "what should i do now, given this". i must wait a year. i think.