Monday, August 13, 2007
Like a twice poisoned dog desiring the third piece of meat.
I SUPER DUPER MEGA dislike..
- Any show that begins with "America's Funniest".
- People at home who make the slightest change in my room arrangements.
- The fact that I have to sit for my 'A' Levels eventually.
- Having to hand up homework.
- That sometimes when I get angry I get a stomachache.
- White light. It's frustratingly jarring.
- Doors that are left ajar.
- Mondays.
.. because these things irritate me to the max and I get angry which will result in a stomachache and I become highly anti-social and unapproachable and then everything will seem evil to me.
Today started out very optimistic and unusually pleasant. But I guess something went wrong along the way. I'm in the most pessimistic state you could ever find me in, that I wish the world would just end, now now now. I can't breathe, I can't breathe, literally. Really I can't breathe. Someone please call 995. Denise cannot make it already.
[edit] Currently waiting for tutor to come, I'm feeling quite sick because God blessed me with a sore throat and a headache. And no, I don't have my eye on the ball. I can't bring myself to "take it one step at a time". I don't want to take that step, I don't want to study hard. What worth is it? To put in blood sweat and tears into an 'A' Level certificate that magically grants you access to a "better future"? I can't, I just can't see that as the bone, as the carrot. I'm not seeing the reason to work hard. If there's no will, there's no way. So what am I doing, sitting here wasting my time away. I'm going to fly away to the US of A and attain my college degree there! Sigh. 'A' Levels. Why Singapore, why? Has your dream for a flawless education for every individual have to induce misery and toil amongst its helpless victims? Mass produced I tell you, we're mass produced. Tutor's here. Bye. [/edit]
tried to hunch; 5:01 PM
