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Friday, September 18, 2009

Its blogger's birthday?
Because I had no idea!

And thank goodness, the blogger tool bar is gazing up at me in such a perfect, lovely manner I feel like giggling.

TGIF TGIF TGIF
This week's Friday is the epitome of TGIF
Honestly, this week of preliminary exams has been killer.
I felt like a rat hanging on to a thread of sanity over a sea of sharks made of books.
And also the late nights and double paper days.

Eliada is getting so annoyed with people exclaiming "Wah, you very good ah! No need to come school"
Hahaha its a side effect, note to self: stop doing that as well.

I don't feel like I'm doing well at all.
I'm not going to excel for this time round's SS/Hist, no matter what you tell me.
I took the paper, I know I messed it up okay?

But ah well, its not like I'm annoyed over that, so don't worry if you've very kindheartedly assured me about my humanities grade.

I have too much awesome to live out.
If awesome was a battery bar, it would be like this :
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Okay, so that didn't turn out like the one in my mind's eye.

Lets try black and white instead:

I IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
I've used this
much

Argh I give up.

So much for illustrations.
I want an illustrious career!
I want to be naturally good at my job, so I feel like I'm working hard but enjoying it at the same time because I don't have to work so hard that I feel pain.

You know?

Mmrpgh, I'm in a sorta floppy mood. Way to start a weekend huh.
Well, exams start again next week, thank God its only Biology and Additional Math left.

One more thing. I think pride and exhibitionism is the main thing that makes us unlovely.
Seriously. We get so caught up in showing everybody: Look what I did! Look what I know! Let me show you how you are wrong so I can show you how much more I know! Tell me I'm intelligent and wonderful and lovely!

And then we don't care about the other person because we are just seeking edification.
It all boils down to our need to be recognised doesn't it?
Its so ugly.

I bet we all look like those clubbers in the silent disco- Dancing like hell to show off, but really, no ones watching because they're all trying too hard to get you to look at them too.

Labels: Come on, snap outtavit