wat i hate...though... it the feeling of uselessness.....
say wat, 15 years of studying so far? "good" A level results....doesnt help prevent me from feeling redundant...
i cant do anything, without my aunt there to tell me wat to do...
wats the point of studying then?
sure i need time to learn the trade...
point is....i have to learn everything from scratch, when all that i have learnt so far doesnt prepare me for the tasks...
beginning to feel like a puppet of the education system...when i have tried so hard, to break away from it, to step away from the conventional, the route, the expected and accepted role... where i just have to memorise like crazy and be kiasu to attain good academic results as a sign of success... not how well ur prepared or equipped to face the real work... not just learning empty facts and figures....i dun wanna be viewed this way...neither do i want to be so... yet here i am, being almost like the epitome of the good model student, minus the good grades...
gosh i sound like Dickens...
"My Life"
What I choose to do is of no concern to you and your friends
Where I lay my hat may not be my home, but I will last on my own
'Cause it's me, and my life
it's my life
Oh the world has sat in the palm of your hand not that you'd see
and I'm tired and bored of waiting for you and all those things you never do
'Cause it's me, and my life
it's my life
~
steph
~ jh
~ minyu
~ xiu
~
sherm
~ jac
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pat
~ xp
~ tar
~ xiu
~ xiang
~
jingxian
~ zhenfang
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop