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Tuesday, August 28, 2007 8:34 PM

ok life is as hellish as it can get right now.
why? cos

1) mdm nur just told us we WILL have art exam but the theme will only be given 3 weeks before the exam so time spent on prep will just viciously eat into time for studying for other subjects.

2) i just sprained my right thumb. i'm typing without a right thumb. i'm right handed. and it hurts.

3) i'm not studying. ugh. i realise when i set my mind on doing something, i end up involving myself in something else just when it even crosses my mind to do it, in this case, study. its like some natural switch in my brain to divert my attention just when i want to do it. maybe its fear of not being able to do it properly. it's when i choose not to care about something that i end up doing it.

4) my da yi ma come today.

5) i hope i bleed to death.


why like that ar! you tell me!
ok art sucks right now already cos we're still stuck on doing an installation.
in which everyone's is half done.
and next week, we have to go fly the kite we painted during the mentorship programme in july.
there it is..

me debbie and eryu did it.
i actually DO want to fly it, but this is just BAD TIMING!
actually everything seems to be synonymous with bad timing at the moment.
i'm feeling so stressed right now and there you want me to put on a mask of glee and freedom and gambol on grass while blithely flying a kite?
for the first time, i dont want to do something i like to do but yet i'm forced into it.

i'll be missing camp comm meeting.
quite stupid to say "oh i'm sorry i cant go for camp comm meeting i need to go fly a kite!"

and it sucks i just woke up at 830.
read a book and accidentally fell asleep at like 6.

okok UGH.
i wish i took physics so i can build like this device that can be implanted into my brain so I GET JOLTED BACK TO INSOMNOLENCE THE FIRST 5 SECONDS I KEEP MY EYES CLOSED!
but even if i took physics i really shouldnt make it cos it'll further deprive me of sleep and cause me to not study for physics ironically, because i was applying it.

the best solution.
i wish i lived in a cave.
that has nothing to do with the sleeping. but at least i'll be able to concentrate my house is noise hell.

right now my ahma is outside in the living room watching star search at maximum volume.
the theme song replays everytime they break or return from the break of commercials.
its annoying me.
and during the performances, from what i hear from here, the contestants are loserific.
i think star search can be the worst show ever.
no all local shows are horrible.

the noise from the estate is also damn loud all the time.
i never get peace in this house.
even when i try to study in the toilet, i can hear the sound of the shit dropping through the pipes from the upstairs neighbour.

okok.
so my point is that i have decided.
i'm gonna move into A CAVE.
i'll pack nothing but study material and panda biscuits and a bar of soap.
oh and a table light.

maybe sometimes i'll wake up covered in bat poop because the bats leave the cave at night.
but maybe on days when i'm lucky i wont get 'shot' when they fly over me.
or at least just a few drops of shit lah.
but then cannot everyday i'll go to school smelling like bat poop.
and ravin will be like 'okay i said it stinks!'
and hannah will laugh at the stinkyness of the bat poop. for no reason.

okok i digressed.
anw. i'll get the peace and actually study.
then i'll actually fill my brain with educational information that will turn me into a wonderful wooden block instead of this piece of rubbish i currently am.
i think my brain is 90% rubbish and 5% proper information and 5% kosongness.

no actually i think the rubbish and the real information are having a battle in my brain right now and the rubbish are winning by numbers.
the rubbishians in my brain also think they are much cooler than the nerdy infoians and are eliminating them by the never failing power of deprecation.
thus the rubbish in my brain is flourishing, whereas the real information is depleting.

it's a bit like this:
infoian: *babbles nerd crap*
rubbishian: you are a tauhu. so weak, everyday only memorise maths formula.
infoian: well, you are a pathetic chunk of brawn with no brain.
rubbishian: WAH LAO YOU CALL ME A CHUNK OF BROWNIE! *gives infoian a wedgie and throws him into the dungeon of effacement aka the part of my brain that deletes stuff*

oh and to make things worse, rubbishians are imperishable in the dungeon of effacement.


this post has been 90% rubbish and 5% proper information and 5% kosongness.


nette posted it up.


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