What should I write? I'm bored. That's practically the sole reason I have
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5 years ago
Monday, July 5, 2010
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What should I write? I'm bored. That's practically the sole reason why I'm writing this.
It's Youth Day. Yeah, right.
When they say it's a day for celebrating your youth, they don't mean you can go to the park and ride a bike or skating, or go to the mall to hang out without a care.
Youth Day means a reason for teachers to give extra work and confine the kids to their study room and left them to stare longingly for the outdoor sunshine. How ecstatic and youthful.
Next week will be a hectic one for me, I guess.
So despite all my loath for studying, I just can't help but getting a restraining jacket for the youthful burst to calm down and start memorizing these Biology stuffs.
I develop a pet peeve, too. Can't say it's just born recently. It's there since long, it's just nowadays it's been mutating like some cancer cells.
I don't like those with no manner.
Those who whine about hearts and stuffs, but somehow unable of being considerate even for small things, at least to say 'please' or give a friendly look instead of mood breaking glares or keep pointing the most obvious thing of all things just to show they have some basic brain cells.
Maybe it's me being too demanding or observing, but enough is enough. Through this entry I'm saying it. I. do. notice.
Subconscious and subtle things irked me more than the facades purposely shown. If they say humans must have subjective opinion of others no matter how they deny it, than this is my way to make one.
But things being things, I'm not everybody's mom so I can't just bark out advices. Shutting down social links isn't an option either.
I just hope my receptive cells are more flexible than I thought so I can lead a sane life. Wish me luck.
This crosses my mind as soon as I finished my last paragraph. Anybody feel offended?
In all my honesty , I do hope some can feel 'oh, this is quite like me' and try to adjust some little things for the better. But I know most that did may just hold grudges against me.
That's why, might as well declare now that this post is not meant to attack anybody. I'm just sharing some thoughts, you know that's why most blogs are made. And thoughts, as we live in the maze (or mess) of relationships, not seldom it'll automatically involve some other conscious beings. No hard feelings, kay?
Eh, I'm serious. Feel free to let me know if you, my dear few readers have something in mind. The comment space and the chat box are not just some random wallflower, y'know.
It's Youth Day. Yeah, right.
When they say it's a day for celebrating your youth, they don't mean you can go to the park and ride a bike or skating, or go to the mall to hang out without a care.
Youth Day means a reason for teachers to give extra work and confine the kids to their study room and left them to stare longingly for the outdoor sunshine. How ecstatic and youthful.
Next week will be a hectic one for me, I guess.
So despite all my loath for studying, I just can't help but getting a restraining jacket for the youthful burst to calm down and start memorizing these Biology stuffs.
I develop a pet peeve, too. Can't say it's just born recently. It's there since long, it's just nowadays it's been mutating like some cancer cells.
I don't like those with no manner.
Those who whine about hearts and stuffs, but somehow unable of being considerate even for small things, at least to say 'please' or give a friendly look instead of mood breaking glares or keep pointing the most obvious thing of all things just to show they have some basic brain cells.
Maybe it's me being too demanding or observing, but enough is enough. Through this entry I'm saying it. I. do. notice.
Subconscious and subtle things irked me more than the facades purposely shown. If they say humans must have subjective opinion of others no matter how they deny it, than this is my way to make one.
But things being things, I'm not everybody's mom so I can't just bark out advices. Shutting down social links isn't an option either.
I just hope my receptive cells are more flexible than I thought so I can lead a sane life. Wish me luck.
This crosses my mind as soon as I finished my last paragraph. Anybody feel offended?
In all my honesty , I do hope some can feel 'oh, this is quite like me' and try to adjust some little things for the better. But I know most that did may just hold grudges against me.
That's why, might as well declare now that this post is not meant to attack anybody. I'm just sharing some thoughts, you know that's why most blogs are made. And thoughts, as we live in the maze (or mess) of relationships, not seldom it'll automatically involve some other conscious beings. No hard feelings, kay?
Eh, I'm serious. Feel free to let me know if you, my dear few readers have something in mind. The comment space and the chat box are not just some random wallflower, y'know.
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