You're in ruins.

I think being cooped up at home for an entire week has left me depressed, deprived, irritable and, let's just say I can literally bite anyone right now. There is soo much I want to talk about but I can never seem to jot it all out. Same problem as writing a bloody essay for me. Soo much things to say, but too little to write. So before all the things I want to say get messed up in my head and left me fluttered, let me just, very well, list down a few important ones.

1) WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. Can you please stop what you're doing cause it's driving me insane! Big words. Big fancy sentences. BIG DEAL. It all sounds distorted anyway. Get your own fucking ____ and stop leeching on others! To think we actually came from the same school.

2) WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR? Friends for benefits? Fuck you. There's nothing more I can say except another fuck you. Stop being a pain-in-the-ass poser that everyone can't seem to stop complaining. Seriously.

3) I WILL PROVE TO YOU. Yes, I will prove you wrong bitch. And I really wonder what's up with you now. Where are you now? All high and mighty, or down in deep shit? Cause I can vividly recalled what you said, that you're definitely better than me right? You're up there and I'm down there. I swear I'll prove you wrong man.

In case anyone out there reading this post thinks I'm referring to you, don't flatter yourself too much. I'm not referring to you, unless you're dead on target. And that can only happen if you have a superpower that can read my messed up head.

I thought I could contain all this inside. But I can't anymore. It's bubbling out. And I wish I could take it out on you right now instead of typing it all here.

The stress is not helping at all.

Shake it like a polaroid.

Polaroids

Guess what? Fever of more than 38.0 degrees celcius, coupled with flu symptoms, in my case is all four of them, will get you a week's mc from school. Yes, you read that correctly. I'm on a week's mc and the only time I can go to school is next week. Blame it on swine flu man. I honestly don't know whether to be happy or not. Cause I'm suppose to get back my prelim papers this week, not that I'm looking forward to it though since I'm gonna get screwed upside down by my tutors anyway. Hah!

Anyway, I'm feeling much better now cause my fever has gone down but the body ache is still there being a bitch. Imagine waking up in the morning having a lil bit of breathing difficulty and when you move your body it felt as if you had took part in a wrestling match the night before. Soo pain can? :(

Oh and friday was such a blast. As how zee puts it, best buds + movie + polaroid + shisha = FUN. And I love my mini polaroid camera can? I know you guys love it too right? Hahha. Thank god I've found it ever since it's been missing for god knows how long.

And just yesterday, slack day with the hommies. I've finally watch transformers(i know, loser right?) after weeks since its been released. Anyhoo, main point of yesterday was to spent time with the hommies since we haven't done this for a very long time. And to get me ready for school but now look how that turned out to be. Ahh well.

Try fry cry pry.

You know, sometimes trying hard is not enough. No, let me rephrase that. Trying hard is never enough. Because you know why? The phrase is 'trying hard'. Try is a verb. And if you were to go to dictionary.com and type 'try'..

Try (verb)
1. to attempt to do or accomplish

See? Attempt. Given the complexity and the power of the human mind, and of course not forgetting the fluctuations of the human behaviour, we will only attempt. Attempt to do, or attempt to accomplish. And amidst all these attempting, nothing is actually done. Or accomplished, no? Or whatever other synonyms you wish to put here. The main point here is that there is no 'final product', depending on what you define it in the first place.

Sometimes I wonder. Okay, I lied. All the time I wonder, why in the blue hell am I doing what I am doing right now? I've questioned myself a million times. And the answer is always clear, obvious even. But there's something missing. Which really is literally missing you know. Heart? Soul? Nobody knows. You don't either. Well, maybe I do. A little.

I came across this quote,

"Success is getting what you want; happiness is wanting what you get."

-Anonymous

So want the things you get and you're happy, huh? As easy as it may sound and how often people portray life as a bed of roses, it's never really that simple you know. You have to consider the thorns. You have to consider what you got in the first place, no? Contented is indeed very rare as oppose to greed in man.

Alright, it's already one thirty in the morning. I'm babbling shit, then chem's not getting in the stubborn head, math is just plain annoying, and human geog is a pain in the ass. You must wonder what rubbish I'm writing but I tell you what,

"You don't write because you want to say something; you write because you've got something to say."

-F. Scott Fitzgerald

Hahha. I don't think there's a link but whatever man, I find this quote really cool yo.