Ooh Term 2 seh!
Big deal(do). Oh, wow, you're getting closer to the big national examinations in the form of a month-long rape session, otherwise known as the Big O's. Sounds like orgasms to me, not that I mind getting raped by paper. Oh, but then that kind of sex isn't forced on me, and can't be considered rape already.
Sian. I did want to get tied up by paper.
Anyway, today marks the start of the first day of Term 2. Which doesn't symbolize much shit, because there wasn't much of a holiday anyway. I don't remember days in which I didn't have to come back to school..oh wait there was Monday. And Tuesday, which I...missed due to my hypothetical dental appointment.
Anyway, it's scary how the big orgasms inch closer to us. I already feel like climaxing, but realized that I have to refine my techniques in order for a better spurt and more enjoyment.
Oh, I was talking about how I shouldn't study. Seriously, what's the point in studying. Can you tell me? Can anyone give me a definite answer? I don't see the point in getting into HCJC or RJC, so it's not much of an incentive for me to work.
And I was thinking a few days back how the carrot-and-stick method doesn't work. Because I'm never tempted by anything. Nothing tempting enough for me to work for though. Yea.
I'm going to target all those with their potential soulmates in those IP schools right now: so what if you manage to get into HCJC and find your ex-Nanyang, now HC girlfriends? Do you really think that they're not kouped yet? If you do manage to end up there, what's the point. You'd stick out like a sore thumb, because that's what you are. Why? Because they already have their own circle of friends, the JC section is just an extension of their influence on all things shitty, and if you really enter, you're rather much fucked. You don't have your friends there, you have to make friends with people who already closed up on you. There's no fun in that.
But then again I stick out like a sore dick. And I think I like such situations in which you don't have to talk to anyone because you're a loner and you're antisocial and rather much of a loser that doesn't have a girlfriend, have yet to get laid, going to die a virgin as the world's going to end in 4years' time, blah blah.
So I think suicide is the only option for me in the face of torture, but I like torture so never mind. Problem is, there's still nothing to force me to work. The carrot-and-stick method won't work because I don't like carrots at all. The only thing that would work is the stick, but I don't think any sticks in the world can destroy my lower body, which is what the Eiffel Tower is made off. Oh wait, it's the Eiffel Tower itself.
Anyway it had no link, and I'm going to enjoy the rest of my evening climaxing.
And our air-cons are fucked. I really think it's more of air con. They're conning us lah, they installed the air-conditioners and I don't think we're allowed to use until all the Sec4 classes get theirs too. So bathically I don't think we'd get to use them until this term is over, since they take around 4weeks for 3classes.
Fucked up.
And I think I have AIDS or something that makes me lethargic nearly all the time. I feel myself sleepy sleepy and sleepy. I fell asleep in school. OK I didn't get enough sleep, but I tried to sleep for only 1hour in the afternoon, but ended up taking 2hours off my timetable. OK I didn't have a timetable.
Never mind. I think that I shouldn't shower for a few days, just to prove my point that males don't give much shit about hygiene. Because I'm ALL MAN, I expect everyone else to follow in my footsteps and boycott all toilet contractors and all. Nah, just joking; I'd have to take my showers when my mum and sis comes back.
Dang sian.
There you go, beloved. Here's a post.
If you have a blog, I'd link to you with hugs and kisses.
I guess I'm gay.
-- 3/17/2008 10:43:00 PM
