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Tuesday, April 5, 2011
In school right now, some kind of free block this is. I was supposed to act mugger for once and do some of the long overdue Chinese homework - and hey look, it's with me right now, just underneath my pencilcase beside the keyboard. But well, untouched.
Maybe later. Maybe never. *shrugs* It's always down to this question isn't it?
You see, I'm sandwiched between 2 girls who are chionging their Math PT reports right now. And I'm sure there're loads of other girls in this com room chionging other things. It's just...kinda funny you know? A morbid sort of funny, not that people can actually laugh at it.
I got scolded by the Math PT group leader yesterday. I think I pretty much deserved it, but considering I'm absolutely clueless about the Math PT Group Task, I wasn't able to help out much anyway. I ended up doing the glorious job of the humanities student - clearing up grammar errors, correcting typos, basically useless stuff that will be swept away with the words "such little contribution". I'm not saying otherwise, but it's all I could do. Sorry man, but math and I don't go together, and people must learn soon that anything that's got to do with me in Math is pretty much unreliable.
Somehow there's this small voice that constantly reminds me to look on the bright side and forget about complaining. Complaining can't get you anywhere, can't do anything. But if not complaining means living in a void everyday, going the same way from home and back, doing the same things, feeling the same grand nothing, then I think we might as well complain a little. Let off some steam.
Carlin: "Let's see a little smoke..."
Ah yes, you'd be surprised. You might be seeing a little more than smoke after all.
***~~~*Played with the winds at 9.26am*~~~
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