late resignation
well if anyone was wondering.The post below certainly doesn't sound like me nor does it make much sense, but it was posted by some cow suffering from post morning sickness and taking down every single detail that was happening around her. And this is not a disclaimer. And she did not force me at cut-throat to let her post on my blog. And i actually let her do it coz she's a budster! bleh.
well not much happening recently, not jamming, not reading, not really listening and not really learning as well. Scored quite poorly for most of my stuff. Sadness. Hope i wont fare too badly for 101. i guess its all my own wrongdoings.
Not doing much, not sleeping properly, not listening, not paying attention, not reading up, not focused, not remembering, not thinking, not keeping track of time, not putting in effort, not helpful, not really fitting in, not bothered, even,i think, not suitable.
Maybe wat my ex told me last year was pretty true. i'm just not cut out for this course. eh. i'm not too sure how she deduced that but i'm just dying to find out why.
its probably just the place, the subjects, the fear, the wasted thoughts, the innate inability to relate to anything, the procastinating, the unfamiliar, the lack of self discipline, the head shakes, the sighing, the endless stream of information, the nausea, the not knowing what to do, the looks, the same clothes, the same rubbish, the same looks.
i'd wish i was wearing some fucking uniform instead.
And why do i even bother writing bout this shit here? i think i'm just fucking awed by the idea of self pity. Its fun to read whatever you're writing, and then look back and say blah.
its the nagging thought behind my head, the slient speech bubble that says 'wat the fuck is wrong???' thats circulating around my skull. i cant seem to put that down. i cant seem to see anything at all. everything's not right, not right at all. its my worst scenario come through, like why am i here in the first place? did i ever think that i'll do sth worthwhile, or even fucking do something.
something is wrong with me, i think. i cant really get use to the school life, i dun even know how to describe it becoz i've sorta lost my vocab, or maybe i didnt have 1 in the first place. Its fairly easy to be depressed i guess, sulking the whole day does takes up less strenght and concerntration. And its very easy to complain and bitch and whine and curse.
like for example, i'm already into my ? 7th paragraph. I probably need to sort myself out. Low, low low low self confidence. Not really knowing whats going on. constantly paranoid. looks weird too. yeah and sadly does not feel any better after finishing this post. very boring person.
well not much happening recently, not jamming, not reading, not really listening and not really learning as well. Scored quite poorly for most of my stuff. Sadness. Hope i wont fare too badly for 101. i guess its all my own wrongdoings.
Not doing much, not sleeping properly, not listening, not paying attention, not reading up, not focused, not remembering, not thinking, not keeping track of time, not putting in effort, not helpful, not really fitting in, not bothered, even,i think, not suitable.
Maybe wat my ex told me last year was pretty true. i'm just not cut out for this course. eh. i'm not too sure how she deduced that but i'm just dying to find out why.
its probably just the place, the subjects, the fear, the wasted thoughts, the innate inability to relate to anything, the procastinating, the unfamiliar, the lack of self discipline, the head shakes, the sighing, the endless stream of information, the nausea, the not knowing what to do, the looks, the same clothes, the same rubbish, the same looks.
i'd wish i was wearing some fucking uniform instead.
And why do i even bother writing bout this shit here? i think i'm just fucking awed by the idea of self pity. Its fun to read whatever you're writing, and then look back and say blah.
its the nagging thought behind my head, the slient speech bubble that says 'wat the fuck is wrong???' thats circulating around my skull. i cant seem to put that down. i cant seem to see anything at all. everything's not right, not right at all. its my worst scenario come through, like why am i here in the first place? did i ever think that i'll do sth worthwhile, or even fucking do something.
something is wrong with me, i think. i cant really get use to the school life, i dun even know how to describe it becoz i've sorta lost my vocab, or maybe i didnt have 1 in the first place. Its fairly easy to be depressed i guess, sulking the whole day does takes up less strenght and concerntration. And its very easy to complain and bitch and whine and curse.
like for example, i'm already into my ? 7th paragraph. I probably need to sort myself out. Low, low low low self confidence. Not really knowing whats going on. constantly paranoid. looks weird too. yeah and sadly does not feel any better after finishing this post. very boring person.
posted by jin at 10:42 AM
1 Comments:
oh c'mon cheerup mate...at least u have us to monkey around with in sch! minority we may be but like we give a flying -beep- yeah...cheers bro!
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