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Sunday, 29 May 2011

28th May

thoughts - the product of mental activity.
thoughts thoughts thoughts. such a dangerous yet supposedly harmless thing. well i shall let them be penned here. -.-

graduation ceremony was quite a blast with all the photo-takings and whatnots. with alot of other rubbish stuffs happening. went changi airport eat dinner then ben sent all of us home. supposedly. we travelled ard singapore before that happened cos got lost. erk. amazing. PIE also can lost. -.-

graduation marks the official end of poly education and starts the journey to future endeavours. but somehow i dun feel so. the only future i currently have, at least for the next two years is, army. means that i cant get a proper job. and part time always ALWAYS have lesser benefits. this is crap. what screwed up system is this. makes life so fking fked. -.-?

trust - reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing.
yep im quite positive i dun have them from the people who are supposed to be the closest to me. how cool. -.-

having six months of time and a few goals. wats He trying to tell me? that i can sit down and start thinking properly for myself and think about what to do? is that it? if thats the case, then i must probably be not thinking enuff cos everything seems to go fking out. -.-! and the irony is gab always ttm. how can i of all ppl be not thinking enuff? ? ? -.-

recently, i've been losing the mood to do everything and anything. even eat. guess its good cos i'll lose some weight? then its not good cos its unhealthy and unfitting for the body. then wats right? eat already put on the unnecessary weight then becomes a health hazard. eating enuff is the right way? but whats eating enuff? is there a distinction ? ? -.-?

i needa stop being so moody, like fking soon. if not how to go retreat from 9-12 june. wont be mentally prepared. God, pls help me. and i mean it seriously. not metaphorically. . . -.-

lastly, sometimes i really wonder. am i really 20 this year? -.-?


P.S. just realised every paragraph ends with a '-.-'. now tats wat i call consistency.

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