Friday, 9 January 2009
crap them. neighbours are yelling and screaming and i understand not a single word of it. the child's crying, like i'm not stressed out enough. this is like the first week and i'm already falling to pieces. crap them, crap them all. though school's homework is still within reason i still feel stressed thinking about how many of them i have to complete. damn you, shuddap will you? like in school i suffer not enough noise. i'll send you into eternal damnation myself if that's what it takes to zip your fat lips. now you're banging the gate and screaming out of your house. damnit, damnit all. it's fine that my life is not ideal but can't i even have some ideal peace~? damnit. for the last time, i said, QUiT SHOUTiNG OR i'LL STAPLE YOUR FAT LiPS!! you don't own the building so quit doing as you please and filling the building with your crap. well, what kinda building you stay in, what kinda neighbours you get. it's pretty much a package thing. damn, why do i have to live beside them, just beside them. not like my house doesn't get into shouts and fights but seriously, it's a lot lesser and better than their's. even the old folk's on my other side are getting headaches from their crap. school, boys, damn, their little terrors acting like primary school kids. we're secondary two already and yet. damnit all. eg. jumping on the floor just so that can feel some 'earthquake' to entertain themselves during lesson time is just retarded. yelling bastard, cheebai, fuck you and etc. like your vocabulary consists of only that. damn. even i avoid using vulgarities. i believe in a civilised and peaceful world. that doesn't mean you should take out those bishi-rawkers though, their just perfect as they are and doing what they do best. in class, it's hectic, no respect for the teacher. i pity the teacher, teacher~ ganbatteru yo~! hold your ground, let those idiots know you're no pushover... oh well. recently i've decided on a down-to-earth career. i wanna become a psychologist, teacher, social worker or something of that sort. i wanna help those delinquents find their answers in life and to let them know they can make something out of themselves without having to yell vulgarities like mad kids with not other vocab. i wanna let them know just how important respect is to maintain a society. perhaps i could become somthing like yankumi, a teacher who inspires [i think]. oh well, damnit, tomorrow there's guides, that is, to do the orientation thing for secondary one. i still feel like secondary one you know? haven't really gotten the 'i am secondary two' idea into my head yet. oh well, just gotta remember, those puny little punks running about are my kohais, my juniors. getting my ic this year, in a way, i am excited, in an another, i am annoyed, it's such a hassle and outta all the people i know, i'm the only one 15 this year and getting it. can't blame me. ^^ but i like the fact that i am their senior, sadly, my iq and eq is not nearly as high as my supposed to be 'peers' or rather 'juniors'... not my fault, i tried my best~
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