monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- redundancity Buenos diaz ma amigos. Well it's already the third day of my so called long weekend. Haven't done much this weekend. Basically got myself thinking that i'm quite ok for tomorrow's paper. Realised that i'm not after trying out some previous year papers. It's freakin demoralising man. It's like a huge kick to your guinness. Oh well. What will be will be. Have you ever got this feeling before, that u really need to help a friend, because he/she is like going further down a vicious spiral but doesn't know it? But then u undergo this internal struggle, on whether to help this person or not. Because u aren't sure if ur on the right side. Cos whether he/she is doing something 'wrong' is damn subjective. And u feel that u think that he/she is wrong because he/she can't fit into ur perception as to what is right, or simply just that u can't accept what he/she is doing. And if that's the case, wouldn't 'helping' be 'manipulating'? Come to think of it, it's only a thin line between those 2. I was blabbering there. That's what u get if you've been cooped at home doing nothing for the past few days. There's nothing good about examinations. You lose your sanity, sleep, waste precious hours of ur life, get easily irritated, get white hair, gain weight, gain pimples, lose focus, waste money on paying for the exam and buying pens which will end up being used for writing stuff u don't even give a tiny rat's ass about. Not to mention the thousands of trees killed to make paper, for what? For us to crap our essays on. The most ironic thing is that we write GP essays about saving the environment on those very pieces of paper. Ok, will stop here. I've nothing more to write about. Ciao. 9.09 am - 24/8/03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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