{"id":42,"date":"1997-12-12T22:44:35","date_gmt":"1997-12-12T22:44:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/1997\/12\/12\/42.html"},"modified":"1997-12-12T22:44:35","modified_gmt":"1997-12-12T22:44:35","slug":"42","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/1997\/12\/12\/42.html","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>sometimes an individual&#8217;s karms plays such a role with another&#8217;s attitude.<\/p>\n<p>not as excited as i should have been, i awoke this morning grumpy about my exam. i never did feel that it tested my skills or knowledge.. so i started sulking to my exam. part of the way down waterman street, i heard my name screamed from someone&#8217;s car. i looked around, confused and saw that it was hyon gak sunim. he looked at me, smiled and asked where i was headed. i explained that i was off to an exam and that we should meet later in the week. he agreed, smiled and said &#8220;don&#8217;t worry about the exam. it won&#8217;t matter in 4 years.&#8221; he is totally right and when the professor asked how i did at the end, i said &#8220;it is over; there is nothing more i can do or say,&#8221; smiled and walked out of the exam. jon looked at me, asked how i did. &#8220;it is over.&#8221; every time someone asked me, i responded the same. i will know how i did in a few weeks but for now, it is over and i am happy. besides, i gained knowledge from the class.. does it matter what my &#8220;score&#8221; on the exam is? nah&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>sometimes an individual&#8217;s karms plays such a role with another&#8217;s attitude. not as excited as i should have been, i awoke this morning grumpy about my exam. i never did feel that it tested my skills or knowledge.. so i started sulking to my exam. part of the way down waterman street, i heard my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-42","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-meditations"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=42"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=42"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=42"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=42"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}