Wussy attack

Hey, y’all. Scratch that last entry off. Being depressed is:

1. sad and gloomy; dejected; downcast.
2. pressed down, or situated lower than the general surface.
3. lowered in force, amount, etc.
4. undergoing economic hardship, esp. poverty and unemployment.
5. being or measured below the standard or norm.
6. Botany, Zoology. flattened down; greater in width than in height.
7. Psychiatry. suffering from depression.


Am I undergoing economic hardship, esp. poverty and unemployment? Am I being or measured below the standard or norm?

NO!

Being depressed is for wussies and pussies and sissies, or psychos.

I can change any outcome just by trying. I just didn’t try hard enough this time.

I ain’t impotent, I’m just not trying hard enough.

LOL.

I was a psycho for a day. But on the other hand, when wasn’t I?

Well, I better study for maths and bio so I can whoop some arse.

Same shit. Different day.

For those who know me well enough, I’m a competitive person. Not one who will vehemently compete with anyone and everyone, but I’m competitive in things I’m good at. Why compete if there isn't a good chance of winning anywyay?

For example, in VS, my close friends and I competed to see who could whoop whose arse in certain subjects or tests or games or anyrhing else. I would win at times, and lose at times.

At that point, I felt in control of my life. I could change the outcome of any situation just by trying hard enough.

Come 2006. The prelims. 3 words come to mind. WTF. I have never felt so impotent in my entire life. Though I did not push myself very hard to prep for the exams, nonetheless, I actually gave a half-baked push to study. My results? The dough’s still mushy. Its not even warm. Good god. At this rate I won’t make it to the uni, I’ll be poor, probably work in some flatted factory, and die, with my microwave dinner still on my lap.

Shit. I’ve never felt this freaking depressed. In fact I’ve never been depressed. I’ve always had a keen sense of my ability, and I’ve always been able to pull through. So I guess this is it folks.

My morale has taken such a beating, I doubt it’ll recover.

Well, I guess this is the end of me.

Better prepare myself for the worst.

What a way to go.

A single death is a tragedy, a million deaths are a statistic. -- Joseph Stalin

Smart man.

Stupid Rambling of One who doesn't use UPPER CASE lettering

Wah. A lot to write. So little time. Actually I'm lazy la.

SO well here's the top news.

Studying a lot nowadays. When I mean a lot it'll probably be enough to secure 3 Fs for my prelims. Hey, at least I'll most prolly get an E8 for GP. That's not an F.

Oh, teachers day passed. I got whooped in the arse man. Sad story la. But that's my life. Gotta to sort that out.

Oh speaking of teacher's day, this teacher who was teaching the next class, 6B when i was in temasek primary, Mrs Tan, got the president's award for teachers day. WOW. Congrats. Really. Its such an accomplishment that such a 'normal' teacher (personal opinion) could have gotten such a prestigious award. Shall not say much, later kena sue.

But i must say, as science HOD from the time i was in primary school till now, I bet nothing has changed. She did not foster my interests in the sciences. I felt that temasek primary was a good primary school, with strong departments in maths and english. Science? let's just say that I had a lot of interest in science. I even joined the science club. heck, that's nerd central. but instead of learning and exploring scientific principles, we were forced to do the young scientists' card, you know the ones where you get the badges at the end. when i asked why we don't do other stuff (the cards are pretty tedious and boring) my club teacher told me well, we must do it. I think it was so she could revv up the number of science cards done by the school. She also victimised members of my class, 6A when we did not hand up our cards. Preposterous. Optional activities, and she forced the best class to do it. Obviously so that departmental end of year reports can look better.

I have had experience with so many good teachers as a student, and a lot of bureaucratic ones, just pushing paper. some of the paper pushers make it to higher levels of management, some remain where they are, never climbing the moe corporate ladder from the time their disgruntled students go from start of primary school to end of JC. HAHA.

Forgot what i was going to talk about.

Oh, and I too enjoy the daily 7.55 to 8.05 pm talks, dear. And its not gay. Its more like being really close guy friends. LOL.

I think the 1 hour daily studying stints are making me more than slightly aloof. heh.

more hot pics on the way.