It is today. Today, 2.30pm. Today, 2.30pm in that drank school hall of NCHS. I shall wear that uniform for the very last time and I shall sit together with my 4Integral people for the last time as well. The worry and stress is ever mounting inside me, like dead bodies after a disaster... I will be meeting my ex-classmates for lunch at none other than the fucking school canteen, how nostalgic indeed.
Should I be a kiasu singaporean and be super worried all the way or should I be a heck-care metalhead who do not give a fuck about anything?
Yesternight saw the paramount of worrying as me and Rei confided in each other as we reminisced over each respective's secondary school life and how we felt about whilst doing the Os. To avoid me having a sleepless night, I drank a veteran mixed drink of Tiger beer and Root beer, as I fingered my cards good as usual. The drink and chat with Rei did little to alleviate my mood as I woke up with the first thought saying, 'Os results?! Oh crap!' And, that lesson of that Buddhism course did not make me feel better, instead, I find myself wandering off to worry even more about that fucked and mein-teiled Os.
Here am I, typing this, and listening to Immortal, and feeling even more grim and ''cold'' inside...
God bless me, if there is any in the first place.
Worried and with eyebrows furrowed in,
10th February 2006 AD.
Metal-Listener. Card Flourisher. Aspiring Philosopher. Selective Mugger. Ubermensch-to-be. Inspired by Dharma. Nihilist. The Almost Misanthrope. Yogini. Film Enthusiast. Into everything Occult and the Esotercism. Anti-Pretentious Social Situations. Anti-Religion. Anti-Normal. Observer of This Fucked-Up World. Autodidact. Philomath. Capricorn Cusp Aquarius. Leo Ascendent. Taurus Moon Sign. Economic Left/Right: -1.88 Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -2.05.
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