“Arriba, Arriba, Andele‘, Andele‘, yee-ha, yee-ha!!!!!
ho hum. I need to speed up my gear, get my act up.
Borrowed books from the school library yesterday to ward off my boredom, all thanks to Andre. I have two academcic books over-dued for 6 months, planning to return them only after o’s. Oh, I’m a man with virtues.
I feel so detached from the world today. I need to gain enlightenment somehow. Maybe I should follow Siddhartha Gautama’s footsteps and sit under the bodhi tree. Then, what if an apple drops down? That’ll be Sir Isaac Newton all over again, hurhur.
I’m being flooded with a torrent of conflicting emotions now. Oh, I shouldn’t leave my mind void like that. Unhealthy. Should not let my brain be a hollow chamber and allow it to build castles in the sky. But Einstein found the E=mc2 formula through that way. But I’m not Einstein, haha.
We have so many standards to live up to everyday. I have failed terribly. I have to please cynical old sods, fit into the crowd. Pretend to like people I dont like. I think I’m too skeptical sometimes. Oh, I have so many prejudices, thanks to mr.confucius and my politician-alike family.
People who have sex before marriage are bad. People who have one-night stands are promiscuous
People who smoke are uncouth. Being disrespectful to adults will get strike by lightning.
People who dont study have no goals. Must upkeep racial harmony, so that we will have regional stability and people will invest in us. Must study hard hard to upkeep singapore’s economy.Bear a cradle full of children to save the economy.
Do not be late for school. cannot be gay. gasp. or your mum will throw you out of the house.
Being a chinese is so difficult, everything is about upholding the tradition and flying the flag up high. But at least I’m better than my ancestors who have to wear ponytails. I should count my blessings already.
Ya, whatever. Maybe I should slacken a bit and start to see the good in everyone else, even if they practised sodomy before wtf. *Beams* Humans are so double-standardized sometimes. Teachers tell us not to say fuck and I swear I heard more than three teachers in our school say the big fuck word.
Maybe I should be more optimistic and smile with my mouth full of teeth so that everyone will like me. Oh, who cares about liking me anyway, sigh. I’m overly sarcastic. I should restrain myself a little. Praise everyone around me, even if they don’t deserve it.
Oh, seriously my social skills are crumbling. I should stop being so schizo and assume things. Stop being so preposterous in my presumptions. I like to assume that everyone hates me, and I’ll adjust myself to fit into the norm. I’ll very hard to crack old hard jokes and make everyone rattle with glee. Then when I find that people don’t appreciate my joke, I’ll cringe.
Oh, this entry is so sadistic wtf. It sounds like the person who wrote this just slit his wrist.
okaes, buaix. I’m cheerfullx nowx. hehex. buaix. Imma gonna study A maths now.
My mum had hidden the com again, ha! I’ve searched every nook and cranny, highs and lows but to no avail. T_T I’m basically deprived of a man’s basic needs now. huhuhu. But it’s for my own good cause I always subcummb to computer gratification wtf.
The com has always played a pivotal role in my demise, but I’m a willing party! My life supporting system, sigh.
At com lab now arh, Higher chinese lessons rock my socks!
Anyway, A maths {Area under a region} can suck my ass wtf. Seriously, I always have problems visualising things, but they say men are supposed to be visual animals, sigh. I see everyone doing the test like easy breezy Japanesey, I think I’ll end up with 14/25 T_T. Kinematics saved my big, fat ass :D:D:D:D
People always say that I have the highest T-score in the class, supposed to live up to my name yadda yadda but seriously, I think my studying engine has like rusted. I need to keep it roaring again somehow.
Oh, my glorious past. Seriously, I dont know why we have to go to such an extent to validate our abilities/capabilities. I wished that I was born in the 1960’s when life isn’t so competitive. I must have crossed the reincarnation bridge at the wrongest time, oh mother!
But then again, I should count my blessings. If I’m born in africa, I’ll be stricken with poverty! I’ll suffer from malnutrition and get aids from my mother or something. Being born in a china farm also very kelian if you’re a girl, you’ll be dumped into the shitbowl!!! Nooooo!
Oh wait, I’m studying in a catholic school for goodness sake. I should believe in afterlife!!! Everlasting life!!!! If I don’t commit any sins, that is.
49 days left to prelim 2.
Which means an average of 7 days for one subject. I’m feeling the stress already, sending a rippling sensation down my spine and forming goosebumps all over my body. (primary sch compo ehehehe.)
Time is so tight. I wished a place called Narnia existed. Then I would wrap all my study materials, food and water in a bundle, scuttle my way through the wardrobe and land myself in the terrains of Narnia. Apparently, one visit to Narnia lasts longer than your corresponding period of absence from Earth. Which means, I can study for gazillion years in Narnia when I’ve only left Earth for a mere milimetersecond!
Sounds good right? Nah, better stop dreaming. I jolly well know fairytales are too good to be true.
Anyway, my mum’s incessant chanting is still ringing in my ears. The whole suaning thing is starting again. She kept on saying I’ll go normal acad during PSLE and now She keeps on saying I’ll go I.T.E or something. Oh, I love you mum. You totally boosted my confidence, upgraded my self-esteem like what a typical mum should do.
