so i plugged the earpiece on, right, while i was walking out. had my ipod on shuffle since morning, before the paper. after the paper, i was going to go out and there was the school attendant or something standing by the school gate. he was like, "you malay?" I was annoyed. so what? now a malay guy can't even do the fucking 'A's even as a private fucking candidate? he was smiling so i guess he didn't mean any harm. i raised my hand at him to acknowledge him and was like, "yeah, malay," and right after that, coincidentally or not, moby's "extreme ways" played on the ipod. i lighted a fag up and realized that i had just experienced a jason bourne moment. it was apt. and it was not until later that something hit me. it's over. it really is over.