Monday, August 15, 2005

=time bomb goes BOOM!=

Hands up those of you who have seen me explode. Zero? One? Two? I must say that it is rare for people to see me explode but I did. Today. I felt so liberated after pouring out every single drop of anger and frustration. Thank you Murni for hearing me out. Thank you dear. I try to be nice and tolerate your nonsense, but just because I am patient and I dont seem to get angry, it doesnt mean that I wont. I forgive, but I dont forget.

I dont care if you are a guy.
I dont care if you think that only males can be leaders.
I dont care if you get straight As for As

But I care when you make us feel stupid.
I care when you question my leadership.
I care when you make fun of me.
I care when you try to outrun me even when you dont have to.
I care as long as you irritate me.

I've had enough of your incessant bragging.
I've had enough of your male ego.
I've had enough of you.
I want no more.

As it is, today is the final straw. I've been bottling it up for a year and a half, and then, you triggered it. But you are lucky, I still maintained composure and patience throughout the entire ordeal. The only thing I felt like doing was to turn to you, give you a hard tight slap, punch you in the face, kick you in the ass and run another preview of what I did for this year's hustings. Only this time, it is for real. And w.o.r.s.e.
8:22 PM

Sunday, August 14, 2005

=masked=


It hurts. Inside.


=the motor's not running=


I am the driver behind the stationary wheel.
10:52 PM

Monday, August 01, 2005

=miracles do happen=

It is amazing though frustrating how one can score for something when in actual truth, negligible effort is put in to complete it. I really wonder at my ability to score decently in most essays eventhough minimal effort is put into it. Take for example the recent gp essay that I scribbled away the period before it was to be handed up. Compare that to another gp essay which was carefully planned and crafted throughout the entire course of one week, I must say that I scored a substantial mark more in the latest one. Now, if I can score with minimal effort, why then do I flunk when I really put in my heart and soul in my mission to write a better essay?

People always say that hardwork is the key to success. But now I doubt the truth of that claim. Perhaps there are people out there who will tell me that I was just plain lucky. Really lucky. Perhaps I should test it out for tomorrow's geography test and see whether hardwork really pays off.

=work work and more work=

This syndrome should have plagued most if not all A level candidates this year. I can see the tension, the fear, the depression, the struggles as each and everyone of us scrambles up and down, climbing over every hurdle and obstacle that we meet, pouring over countless notes, books and what-have-you, climbing the big, long ladder, all in the good cause of preparing for the big As.

I do agree with my principal that the marathon that we are running now is not solely our own race, but a race that involves all of us out there and that teamwork is the key to the success of completing this marathon. Admit it, we need our friends to motivate us and so does our friends who need us to motivate them in return. For those who feel that, no, this is MY race and this is MY marathon, and I am the one who takes all the courage to push on, please take some time to sit down and reflect on your egoistic perception. Please. For the rest of you people, out there, remember that you are not alone and there are people out there and around you who are also running the same marathon and that we are pulling you along with us in one way or another.
7:13 PM