PARTY PARTY!!!

Eh, wait, still got bio mcq.

Sian sia.

I saw this for the first time a year ago, but I didn’t get the joke, so I just mused that it was something beyond my level and skipped on.

I just saw it again, and I lol’ed.

I’m still chuckling now.

BORED SHITLESS

Can’t get off the computer. Lol. Another reason why I just cannot work at home. Doesn’t help that stuff I need to read upon is online. Cue distractions, twitter and all that shit, and yea, I ended up going in a circle back here. Finding new webcomics and stuff to read online isn’t helping me either.

It seems odd that the more important things get, the less I seem to care about it. Maybe I’m like totally ignorant to studies already,  but this really contrasts the muggerdog feeling I had 2 years ago. Complacency? Another possibility. Perhaps it’s just that I have no bloody goal to reach for. Everyone I know is going “woo, doctor”, “woo, lawyer”, “woo, rich tai tai” and the at the most I can only “woo, NS”. I’m not the least bit worried about my studies, and that’s what worries me the most, ironically.

To put it bluntly and weirdly, I had more fun studying then than I had now.  It’s not a change of interests, but rather it’s the difference in company I had then and now. Talk about how shit can change.

People keep saying that the next month will determine your future. I can really call bullshit on that. Hell(being lame), I can cross the road and rob a shop and the next hour had already determined the rest of my life. The only thing that keeps me going is knowing that in 5 months, if I look back on now in regret, I’m just going to feel like shit, literally, thinking that I should have done better.

Then again, foresight has never really worked for me. Hindsight does, but it also sucks.

Need to freaking stop doing this. Period.

Big brother is coming. D=

26/4. School 1, 11.45. If you’re on the same day/time, gimme a ring, better than going alone and getting raped on the first day. At least die in a group, lol.

Anyway, that gives another dilemma. I got 4 months to burn. Find a job? An internship? Do I work for money or for experience? Do something fun/grand? Waste 4 months at home?

I dunno. The last option looks kinda tempting right now though.

I will get something substantial.

Soon.

Excuse me please one more drink
Could you make it strong cause I don’t need to think

But in the end, all monkey wants to do is to monkey around

11.55pm. Train station. The train pulls in.

(Boy X steps onto the train. He is alone. It is nearing midnight, and the train is near completely empty. He takes a seat, angling his body to the side to lean. He is in a lonely mood, and the only other voice in the train belongs to the metallic reminders of the train PA. He peers to his side, the seat next to him has the words “RESERVED SEAT” plastered over them. “Reserved for who?”, he muses.)