This is my story...

Sunday, July 17, 2005

It has been a week since the last entry of mine, don't worry, I am still alive and kicking, I am not dead yet, so it's sad for those who want me dead, I can't fulfill your wishes. Ok the reason was I have nothing to blog on, nothing interesting has happened to me, yeah and you don't wanna know about my army life because every single man who got enlisted into the army WILL share their cock and bull stories with others. Trust me. It HAPPENS.

And yeah that's the reason why I write this entry a week later, because I still have nothing to write.

Ok anyways University's starting, around these few weeks or so, too bad I am in the army.

Oh wait, in fact I have alot of things to write, but it just simply can't come out as words on the screen, how? Kill myself?

I must say I really missed my schooling days. Yes, although half the time I was chased by teachers, late for lectures and all that crap, it was still enjoyable. To those who are still studying, or simply just going to school, cherish your days there, be it not doing any work, procrastinating, getting a serious lecture from your tuitions or getting laid by your boyfriends or girlfriends, please enjoy them, because eventually you will think back and these are the memories which will be preserved in your heart and soul until the day you leave this sad and pathetic world.

In this world you will never have anything perfect. Perfectness is beyond our reach, so forget about that million dollar that you are gonna strike from lotteries (unless you are damn lucky), and it doesn't mean if you have the money you are happy, it doesn't mean that you are happy, you have the money and it doesn't mean that you are poor you are fucking sad.

Of course, if I have the money, I will be happier.

Time and again human beings search for eternal happiness through wealth, neglecting what are the other important factors surrounding them such as health, love, blah blah blah. Too bad. They are gonna die soon.

I find love one of the strangest emotions on Earth. The reason being you have different types of love: the love for your pet, for your parents, grandparents, your friends, your belongings (for instance, my mp3 player and my computer), your wife, your mistress, you car and all that. Yeah.

And we have the simple emotion called hate. You do not have variable versions of hate; I don't hate you more than I hate my room, you both equally suck and all that. Get the idea? When you hate you associate that particular object with another "negative" object, such as "she sucks, she is just like a bitch." Yeah something like that.

And something just struck into my mind again, to those who are still studying please do study hard, do not be like me, screwing up my O levels while my prelims for it was not too bad, getting a goddamn 15 points won't really get you anywhere in a few years time, and getting AAB for A levels isn't a big deal because there are more Aces there which you need to compete with them.

Screw my O levels especially, what the hell have I done during my Secondary 4 days?

I screwed around, not studying, got a girlfriend and spend 3/4 of my days with her, and all that.

OH WAIT! I AM NOT SAYING SHE SCREWED UP MY O LEVELS!!!!!!!! NOT OF THAT SORT PLEASE.

She was great. Oh well, who cares about my O levels now, no, it's not her fault. It was because I was too playful, playing warcraft III during night studying times, and IN THE MIDST OF O LEVELS! I am crazy. Yeah. Please shoot me. Where is Fel again? (Lol when I wrote this it reminded me of you)

And all in all, life is all about ups and downs, you maybe poor, but you have extraordinary brains which helps you along your entire life, similarly you maybe rich, but without your friends with you are as good as nothing.

Oh yeah, I wnt NDP tickets! Anyone who has lobang please tell me ok? I hope NSFs have some advantage over getting those tickets, parades are cool man, and tiring! And the fireworks, explosions of the stars in the sky with different colours brightening up the entire night, blasts with are so deafening that you don't give a shiet because the flares are too mesmerising to neglect for.

I sound like a goddamn ku niang now.

"My dreams were empty, since the day you slipped away..."

Rambled by kaSh at 1:35 pm