monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- life is like a box of chocolates...full of nuts! Hey everyone. Been busy with SYF finals and stuff lately, so haven't been updating. Am down with flu now. Feeling like total monkey crap now. Shit man, the first free saturday i've had in a long time and i'm down with sickness. The SYF finals went pretty well. We didn't win, but we sure as hell played our very best. I feel that the reason we didn't win was that we tried to be different. Heh it may sound like i'm being a sore loser, but really, we played so well! But i don't really care. It's all over, it's been an arduous journey, and i'm glad to have made it. And nut's right about blogs. I've been doing a little blog hopping myself, and it's like everyone's going suicidal, like life's a bed of thorns, like life's full of downs and downs. I'm not saying that life's good, cos it certainly isn't. But is it really that bad? How can one's threshold for emotional pain be so low? Wanting to die cos of some minor quarrel, and getting all happy all over again because of oreo cheesecakes(seriously man, what's up with oreo cheesecakes? it's like blogger-food or something). Of course, there's nothing wrong about being pissed and wanting to be left alone and getting all immensely sad and stuff. That's life, i mean, you need immense sadness to experience immense happiness. But you can't be sad 24/7 right. And i see these people walking around in school, just like anyone else, doing normal stuff. I mean if their blogs are a reflection of their actual lives, they should be like trying to drink hydrochloric acid from the labs or something. Oh well. Actually it feels quite good to be nice to people, to accept people for who they are. However, maybe it's just me, but it gets harder. Like yesterday after getting suanned a little by chee hong yesterday during maths(it's quite funny, really... heh), tenguin and tenglet decided to go on one of their irrelevant mumbling mocking sprees. I mean, i'm ok with them laughing at me and all, but it ain't fair to bring other people into the picture right. And they kept going on and on, like some old men with white hair, which they are heh. So i guess i kinda told the father and son team to, erm how should i put it, fuck off? Hahaha. And to tell them to fuck off while still smiling doesn't make me look very mentally stable. Who said i was? Ok shall stop here. Ain't exactly in the pink of health now. Cheers. 9:16 a.m. - 2003-07-19 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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