For the one who's concerned

For that certain person who might want to know who "Shaft" is after she SMS'd you that she was meeting me; Welcome to my little blog here.

I would really love to clarify that me and her are nothing but close friends, more of a sworn sister than anything else. I've known her for 3 years now. If there was anything that could happen, or would happen, it would've happened in those 3 years back then. I'll swear that on my pride.

Also, you should consider yourself a lucky bastard for her saying yes to you even though she's known you for less than half a year, really.

Now, she's said yes, and has given in to your demands and petty "rules". Subjected herself to your expectations of "rules of a relationship". Please, thats not even fuckin 'natural. I'm not gonna mention names or groups here. You know who you are and what the afforementioned rules are.

You practically switched from an angry man, to throwing a hissy fit, before you started begging. Make up your mind. If you want to change, do so. Being posessive like that does nothing healthy for your relationship. Why am I poking my nose through this? Its because I would really, really hate to see her feeling sad, irritated or threatened.

She is beautiful for who she is; Straightforward, self-centered and blur, sub-consciously mature, but unwillingly so. Not when you twist her to your whims, while you claim to change, despite being petty and posessive even when you claim to give her "Freedom".

Grow up man. I'm sure you're way overdue to read the paragraphs above written by some 18-year old guy whom you don't even know.

Shaft out.

Because I wanna know how stupid I am.

And I wanna get my head off work for awhile.

[ ] You have tripped a couple of times
[x] You were looking for a certain object then you realized it was on your hand
[ ] You have been hit by a ball in the head
[x] You have failed in P.E. class
[ ] You have been electrocuted
[ ] You have been called STUPID
TOTAL: 2

[x] You keep on forgetting what you are about to say
[ ] You've worn your clothes upside down a couple of times
[ ] You swim then you realize that you're losing breath
[x] You opened the fridge instead of opening the cupboard
[x] You thought Ricky Martin is straight (HE ISN'T?!!!)
[ ] You laughed and laughed then you choked
TOTAL: 3

[ ] It will take you more than 10 seconds before you realize that a joke is either funny or not
[x] Your keyboard is black, the lights are turned off and it's dark. You still tend to type.
[ ] You have no idea what an Xbox is
[ ] You don't know how multiply works
[ ] You kept writing but later you've noticed that you do not know what you're writing.
TOTAL: 1

[x] You know you're the only one in the class who has that name and yet you ask the question: who, me?
[ ] You don't know what he/she is talking about and yet, you still say YEAH.
[x] You don't know what's the difference between BOMBAIS and MUSLIMS
[ ] You were about to go out from your house when you felt that you have no underwear
[ ] You forgot to wear your shoes
TOTAL: 2

[ ] You don't know where you live.
[ ] You only know about 1/4 of the roads in your city
[ ] You don't know a single element
[ ] You don't know what an iPod is
[ ] You see a sign that says don't touch but you still touch it.
TOTAL: 0

[ ] You do not know what your name means
[ ] You don't have an idea what sims are
[X] You don't know what NEWS means
[x] You fell off your chair
[ ] You fight with someone, but you don't know what you're fighting about.
TOTAL: 2

[ ] You still don't know if a tomato is a fruit or a vegetable
[ ] You don't hear a thing when someone is shouting at you
[ ] You say what and huh a lot
[ ] You’re using a calculator to see your score in this test
TOTAL: 0

GRAND TOTAL: 10
Now take that number and multiply by 3!

30% huh.

Lifelines

Once in every while, I would consider the deletion of this blog. The lack of reactions from people who might read my blog, which in turn spurs the intention to just wipe this blog from existance. Why should I try to write something when people don't read it? Would it really help anyone if they read this, or is this a place to vent my own frustrations, rallying support to myself, or just ranting like a wuss?

But alas, no. I don't rant without some insight into it. I'm not turning this into a conventional blog of "MY DAY WAS FINE/CRAPPY/NOT BAD/HORNY". A reflection of my selfish, inner thoughts. But then again, its also for that very reason, people might not have an interest in my blog. Because its not conventional.

Deletion? Not deleting?

Nah. If all else fails, I'd rather read it myself. Whatever happens, the emotions I'v placed in the earlier posts are still real. It'd be a shame to let it die just like that.

I am...

I am just a normal man, walking on this Earth. I'm no one out of the ordinary. I was born like any other human being. With innocence, with emotions, with faults and in-born strengths. Keys to certain choices I have to make as I walk on the path of fate and destiny. More keys are given to me as I grow, guided by my parents, family and the society around me, as I further advance to school. And soon, my mind was my own, and I took control of what I wanted to do, learn and not play attention to.

As that happens, I start using the keys given to me, opportunities opening up new paths that I can choose to access or ignore, while not stopping at all, as time waits for no one. With influences from childhood, my own free will and the keys that I have been provided with, I walk on the path, aquiring new keys as I go along, possibly losing a few keys on the way. Occasionally, people who matter join me on the path, either helping me or kicking me off, but time waits for no one, and I move on with the best of my ability.

And I guess thats one way to think about life. At least before I start on my blogpost.

-sigh-

How do you define someone to be "better" than yourself?

Capabilities? Looks? How far he or she would go for love or friends as compared to you? At certain activities? Morales?

To be honest, I don't know.

Perhaps he or she is regarded as better whenever you feel envy towards the person. He or she can go so far for a loved one as compared to you. Perhaps he or she has better luck or circumstances.

A better person? Really. What defines he or she as such?

Then again, who cares eh?

Anyone wanna slack somewhere?

Fucking Quiz

Skip this for a meaningful blog post.

#1 The first person who tag in your blog is?
Tako.

#2 Your relationship with him/her?
What?

#3 Your impression of him/her?
Hyperactive.

#4 The most memorable thing he/she had done for u?
None.

#5 The most memorable thing he/she said to you?
None.

#6 If he/she become your lover you will
Laugh like hell at the impossibility.

#7 If he/she become you lover, thing he/she has to improve will be
Nothing.

#8 If he/she become your enemy, you will?
Not care,

#9 If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be?
Offend my family, friends or whatever.

#10 The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is?
Buy her vitasoy that i promised/owed.

#11 Your overall impression of him/her is?
Carefree.

#12 How you think people around you feel about you?
"Looney."

#13 The characters that you love yourself are
None.

#14 On the oth contray, you hate yourself are?
Lots.

#15 The most ideal person you want to be is?
Me.

#16 For people that care and like you, say smth to them?
Thanks. But I doubt they are.

#17 Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you. Pass to people with blogs only.

I refuse to burden anymore with this needless quiz.

That is all.

Random eh?

I was clearing my inbox and sent items, just looking through the past 2 years of E-mails that I had sent.

This one particularly touched me, and I guess I'll post it out here. This is me, sending this to a few people, back on 8th of march, year 2007.

>Pretty much, the past few weeks of the holiday have been absolutely boring, without any good conversations going on, or the chance of having one, for the entire month. I've patched up with a few people, and I feel good I guess, as I do get a little farther from certain people. Its a little balance I guess. I can't be with everyone, despite whatever I do. Its a little hidden secret of mine that I actually want to be friends with everyone for the longest time possible without losing contact, despite how I seem to be a little distant. But at times, I just wait for them to message, only finding myself having to start it first, but ending up failing as the person is already flooded with messages, or one way or another. Lack of time maybe, but eh. Rofl.

Time has passed, people have matured. And I got over things already. Sure, I still got my usual jealous urges, but I'll have to get over it sometime. Life is life, its never really fair for some people at certain times. I'll have to accept that for the little realist I want to be, I strive to be. Despite its little "conflict" against my so-called horoscope, Pisces, as it mentions that Pisces people are usually dreaming and love to fantasize. And I admit, I do fantasize. Meeting people like you, wondering what we'd do, and so on and so forth. Fantasies galore without any of them having a chance to come true. I guess its isn't healthy, but its how I... "live". Its how I think. Its how I will be until the day I die.

And instead of whining, crying, not accepting the fact, I'd rather take it head on and grit the discomfort away. Because nothing I do will change anything. I'll have to stick to one designation throughout everything. If people are happy, then so am I. I tell myself that all the time, almost lying to myself. It'll be alright if they're happy right?

But there's always that little disappointment you feel for not being the one for her, or that person. Maybe you want another shot at it, possibly with a different person. But you can't wait. Time passes so slowly, painfully but nothing happens at all. I'm prepared for that possibility, planning out my life as minimally as possible with maximum flexibility just in case anything happens. But otherwise, I'll be living a pretty standard, boring life. Donating what extra I have off my paycheck to orphanages, buying video games when off work and making friends and doing what I do best to most people; Be their best buddy.

I understand that to most girls, I seem more like a big teddy bear. The best friend that doesn't mind listening to every single thing they say, always looking into me for insight on the opposite gender. And I accept it. Even if most of them do not look any further than that, its what I am. All attempts at showing off my inner side have ended up imploding in my own face, making myself pissed, disappointed, filled with envy and just... dejected.

But thats what living a life is I guess. Experimenting, adapting, getting to know people and circumstances better. Its a painful yet somewhat enriching process. And yet, you have to wonder; why am I writing this E-mail? Maybe its because I trust you. Maybe its because I wanted you to get your mind off things. Maybe I wanted to just express myself to someone whom I admit, is somewhat stronger.

For someone like me, Its hard for me to actually accept I bared myself to someone. Its a little degrading in my mindset to submit myself, or open myself up like this, somewhat. I've always wanted to appear strong, helping out in whatever way I can. But I've never really had anyone to do the same with. And ironically, the people I help. I long for someone who can help me in the same way. But like I said, we'll see what time has in store for me, and for you.

I've got no idea how I wrote something this long, but there you have it. I actually did. Maybe you can write about how I am to you, maybe you can express yourself. Maybe you can say how my ideas are childish or just noble. Its all up to you. Heck, you don't even need to reply if you have something else to do. I guess thats fine, and I'm used to it by now. Your happiness is prioritized over my own at any time, despite whatever I think it might be.


- Shaft

For 2 blog posts, skip this post.

Otherwise, quiz I wanna do.

Currents
Current mood: Malevolent. Belevolent. Contradictory. Contemplative. I don't know.
Current taste: Mom's Curry Chicken.
Current clothes: Pants.
Current desktop: Sakura Izayoi, Hong Meiling, Patchouli Knowledge, and the Scarlet Sisters.
Current toenail Color: Neutral.
Current time: 1.03 AM
Current thoughts: ... I need to sleep.

Firsts
First best friend: Zulfadli Zameer. Friends in our respective mothers' tummies, friends when we got out and breathed the air, and friends 'till the end of Primary School.
First crush: Shafika from Kindergarten, I think.
First movie: In the theaters? Tarzan Malay Dubbing. >_>
First alcohol: This year.
First cigarette: This month.
First time clubbed: Never. Don't think I will.
First partner: None.
First kiss: None.
First lay: None.

Lasts
Last cigarette: Last Saturday.
Last alcohol: June?
Last car ride: Last Thursday, with Mr Herman.
Last crush: Go figure.
Last movie: VCD-wise, The Three Kingdoms: Ressurection of the Dragon. Theater-wise, Kung-Fu Panda.
Last time clubbed: Never.
Last partner: None.
Last phone call: Irsyad.
Last CD played: Too long ago.
Last song played: Some UI-70 Remix.
Last person kissed: Never.
Last lay: Never.
Last place gone to: ITE West (Clementi)

Have you ever
Have you ever dated one of your best friend: Yeah, I have.
Have you ever broken the law: A few times.
Have you ever been arrested: Nope.
Have you ever been on TV: Kind of.
Have you ever kissed someone you don't know: Nope.
Have you ever had sex with someone you don't know: Funny.
Have you ever did drugs: Hell no.
Have you ever masturbated: Any man who says no, is obviously lying.

Places
Places you can be always seen at: Home, School.
Places you like to go: Beach, anywhere with fresh air, a nice lake, a pier...
Places you'd like to visit: Japan, Europe, I dunno. I prefer staying local.

Things
Things you like to eat: Anything edible. But Mee Rebus is in my mind for now.
Things you like to do: Slack, Chat, Discuss/debate, play computer games, sleep.
Things you do when you get bored: Whine.

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I don't feel like tagging. Just not who I am.

A set of Random Scribbles I wrote in my notebook on the 28th of October and today.

28th of October

It might be important to make sure your message gets across. Things might turn out to be more or less than they are supposed to. Give and take. Imperfections are the key to being unique, not bind by the social standards of mankind's communities.

Having nothing to do might be boring, but always take the opportunity to rest, recuperate and reflect on what has happened in your life. I guess that's how you "treasure every moment" in life, in a way. If all else fails, resort to the way you were before your hormones started raging and the strong attractive feelings for the opposite gender started appearing.

________________________

For Today.

Sorry seems to be the most used excuse ever known to man, admitting that he has done something and yet, is not able to doa nything to make up for it or reverse the consequences of the action that he has done. A single word that brings about different amounts of effectiveness, depending on how it has been used, the amount of times and the tone/situation its used at.

But the fact remains that such things can never be the same again. There is close to no such thing as complete forgiveness without some sort of doubt. There will always be that small fragment of trust that will be hard to regain. But in most cases, the opportunity to do so will never appear. In the end, regret might be the only thing left.

Prevention better than cure, eh?

Its time to face the facts; I'm most definitely NOT part of anyone's fantasies, I'm unattractive, I've got a weird BO, I'm weird and I'm probably temperamental.

Then again, whatever. <3

Love is to hate,
I believe its our fate.
Not to relate,
Nothing's too late.

There's limits to satisfaction,
Its time for emancipation.
Freedom is within our sights,
Lets step up, bring on the lights.

- Shaft

You know, sometimes, we tend to ponder about the word "Equality" and every single aspect of it. Are we all really born equal? With equal opportunities and stuff like that? The only differences being that it would be up to us to grab these opportunities and make full use of them. And well, equality is one hell of a far-fetched word that's imperfect on its own. Used on its own, the vagueness it implies can be pretty much dangerous, if not offensive.

Are we all really equal? Mentally, physically, and in terms of charisma, both physical allure and just your attitude. The environment around you, how you were raised, influenced during your most impressionable ages as you grew up. Are all of these really "equal"?

I doubt it.

And so, we have people of different aptitudes. Those who can talk well, present well, those who can think quickly and yet there are people who are socially inept or unable to accept themselves.

On a side-note, its fuckin' amazing how I typed all of the above just to prepare for a single, selfish rant.

Otherwise, since I'm adhering to my weird "code" of blogging, which is to not directly refer to real-life issues, I'll just say the following;

Give and take; Everything's a fucking double-edged sword these days.

I'm "that person" in your life that once helped you, was once your friend and once talked to you. I'm "that person" who listened, helped you and gave advise, offering a shoulder to cry on whenever you needed one. I'm "that person" who stood on the sidelines, watching you with a watchful eye, noticing your body language, before leaving a message on your phone if I get concerned, without anyone else knowing/noticing unless you tell them.

I'm "that person" who randomly seems like a close friend on certain days, yet so far on others. I'm "that person" who is never mentioned, never thanked and yet, doesn't seem to mind at all, helping others with their lives, seemingly as if his own was perfect, if not filled with flaws everywhere.

Ending this with a last note;

I'm always there, the door's always open. "That person" is never too far and even if he's busy, has some time to talk over the phone, or message you whenever he can. He is human after all.

PS: Shit, I need to blog more. Signing off.

To any of you reading this blog.

Any emotions spilled in this blog, stays in this blog. Angst, disappointment and even happiness, they remain where they were written. The blog is to reflect my inner self, my own issues without affecting the people around me negatively. It is my own private, sound-proof corner to scream out at the world at, to pound my fists at the cushioned confines of my own mental walls.

But to use this blog as a measure of my current mental state, to use whatever emotions I have portrayed here to be an extension of who I really am in life in anyway, is like opening the door in that silent-proof room that I've created in my mind, in this space of the internet.

If you don't want my emotions to get in the way, simple.

Don't mention them, at all.

Thanks to Melissa for showing me this back long ago. Just remembered about it a day ago.



Touching eh? The handshake in the vid... Maybe used for October. XD

Split between entities in a single body.

The person you want to be.

The person you're born to be.

The person you're raised to be.

Consolidating them into a single consciousness, but no matter what you do, they end up splitting up into two halves. The conscious half, and the unconscious half. Both equally positive and negative, yet mixed up. Positives of different entities and negatives of different entities, all equally distributed among the two trains of thought running through my heart and soul. They exist like twin dormant volcanoes, creating a unique landscape of your characteristics and personality. Making you stand out from the rest. Sure, you're similar in many aspects, but different as well, due to the strange, yet equal mix between the positives and negatives of both consciousnesses.

And when both don't get along, watch them erupt like never before. Yet, your soul struggles to keep the eruption in check, holding it in, as your body reacts by being jaded, empty, apathetic to most.

But every single time they erupt, they grow even larger, previous layers of ash piled up after multitudes of eruptions.

Will they finally grow tall enough, that an eruption wouldn't be as violent as they used to?

Would they finally grow and shape themselves as a single volcano?

Time will tell.

Maybe I should just blog about my days and feelings for the day, rather than wait for some overly complicated epiphany before I write stuff. XD

Things started as usual, with me sighing as I dragged my ass to the toilet to bathe and all, getting myself nicely dressed and perfumed before I headed out. Met Lya, and skipped off to school. Chatted as usual, despite the MRT being totally crowded for some reason today. As people tell you things, sometimes, you wander off in your own thoughts, distracted by the possibilities that might happen. What if that situation happened to you? Possibilities, placing yourself in the shoes of the people who are involved, be it the very person telling the situation about you, the victim, or the consoler that probably told her what to do.

Maybe your opinions might have differed. Maybe you'd agreed and would've said the same thing.

Then again, you also wonder.

"Why the hell is my life so uneventful?"

Sure, yawn every single day, shake your legs and spend hours listening to game Soundtracks, music and whatnot, just whittling time away, waiting for the moments that truly matter, or when people need you.

Why not right? XD

Leading a carefree life of "Fuck it" to most obstacles, but dealing with them as you go along with life with the most appropriate amount of effort and passion, BUT as though looking as if you used the LEAST effort and had the least wear on your emotion. Thats the person I want to be, I can be and WILL be.

I want to be there for people, to help them along the way. To see them being successful when they can. Me? I guess I'll just lead a good, stable life. I can't really ask for more.

A girlfriend? A wife?

Bonus options, maybe. But not a requirement. XD

I always say that I'm meant for the older generation. Just work in some bloody farm, get a wife, work work work, get some babies, work work work, get my children to work for me, die of old age.

I mean, its simple. XD

Agree or Disagree?

Instrumentals can possibly help more than lyrics do for the damaged soul.

For lyrics, you start UNDERSTANDING what th song is from the lyrics. You start relating, reminding you of certain things that might make you feel worse or calm you down. But being a mixture of both, it usually slows down the healing process, no matter how soothing it might feel. Instrumentals, including rock/metal ones, not just the classics, are different.

The understanding is subconscious, not obvious. You either calm down or get worked up, but from the inside, meaning the rate of it happening is much more gradual, natural. The emotions evoked from the notes, the beats, the rhythm is natural, coming from a time when before language was formalized into the norm. This is almost the opposite of spoken words, which are structured and limited only to the song that encases them.

I wouldn't say that Instrumentals are more powerful. Lyrics can be more powerful because it strikes your conscious. You know what you listen to; The meaning is literal. It strikes you while you are fully awake, triggering the emotions. Instrumentals however, bring you from the inside-out instead, further enhancing its ability to therapeutically make the person feel better.

Random thought. Comments? D=

Holding back tears on the train, in the bus and back at home, sighing it away as I distract myself from my reservations, my own worries and negative emotions. About what I should do, need to do and want to do, organizing them from the cluttered, confused mass of thoughts that they were while I mingled, influenced and confused by encouragements and nudges.

Should I or shouldn't I?

Maybe I could've been faster. Maybe I should be less sloppy. Maybe I can....

Nah. Screw it all.

Back to the basics. Go with the flow, as I'd always say.
I kinda cracked under pressure, under the impression that not being alone for once would be great. Maybe I should try it. With the sheer realization of who I am though, followed up by the opening I made for my negativity, it tore through my soul, instigating the pathetic emotions of anger, sadness, dejection, regret and uselessness... And for what? Just because I can't get hitched?

Bah, pathetic.

Guess I need to go cover a few spots before I recuperate.

Out.

I'd like to thank h0rse for the changes in the blogskin. XD

Though I did love the touch Angela placed in it, so I just... asked for minor changes, and he added a few personal touches. <3 Sakuya Iyazoi. :3
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Writing this in class, since I don't exactly feel compelled to do work... And listening to Sakuya Izayoi's theme (the UI-70 remix) has gotten me pumped up enough to gather enough thoughts/emotions for a post. I pour out too much at a time to post often. Maybe I shoudln't pour it all out at once. >_>

I'll edit in a picture later. Internet speed here is like me doing something I don't like. Rofl.

Then again, there's so much you can really explain about emotions. In the end, its one huge vicious (or sweet) cycle, with reality always catching up to kick you in the arse, telling you not to take your own time with certain things. Poo. Then again, time stops for no one, right? And I guess thats kind of common sense, no need to remind myself and all of you out there. Hurr.

Its back to the same old doubts and the dreadful feeling that I'm no good enough for something, or someone. Or just... don't want to do it. Rofl. Its unexplainable, my subconcious telling me things that I usually wouldn't give a hoot about. I start caring, doing what I can to... "help". But in a way, I contradict myself alot. Thanks much, subconcious.

I'm pretty drained of stuff to write about, or motivation/inspiration to write or do anything. I'm pretty much "Dead", going along with what the flow of life pushes me along to do. Then again, I've been physically materializing it, craftign it into the laid back personality that I have. Though, as Ariel placed in her PM a week ago... "People should be like Tea..."

And I guess thats me for now. Or ever. XD.

Love-wise... Well.

I don't think I'll be chasing anyone, or doing anything about it for now. Why?" I just don't feel like it. :3

Shaft out.

I am...

Hurr. Picture from Prom night, 14th November, 2007. (I took almost an hour picking a picture. D=)

Anyway, back to the topic at hand...

I've been reflecting on myself over the past few months, especially the period when I had no school whatsoever, thinking and reflecting and seeing what kind of person I had been over the past few years in Secondary school. Vowing to change whatever in whatever way that I can and I know, will be better for the people around myself. But for now, I'd like to post about how I see myself and how I understand myself in whatever way I can in words.

I'm an "everyman". I think of myself as someone who's probably into many, many things. I'm into literature, poetry, art, anything classical and civilized. Yet I'm also into rock, some rap. The modern stuff and culture. I'm interested in them as well. This has even taken root in my personality. Characteristics. And further confused me as to who I really am.

I'm pretty outgoing. I don't mind doing things for people. I joke, I want to make people happy, for them to smile. Maybe for some attention to myself, so I don't feel dead. I feed off attention, I want to be alive. But selflessly as well. Its not just the attention. Their happiness matters first. I'd hate to hinder their studies or anything as well, so I'd prevent doing anything to annoy them as much as I can. I pretty much fit into the class joker/slacker category, with me skipping out on homework, but still being "well-behaved" enough.

At the same time, I'm an introvert. I might want to be alone, to recuperate, to think about the world. About why human beings can be so harsh, yet so caring. The contrasts between different people and why they're different, but yet have such glaring similarities. Why is this so? The world around me at times, can be insignificant. I search for myself. Who I really am. What really makes me happy?


And about my imperfections, my perverse thoughts and how that has ruined a few relationships. Don't get me wrong. Relationships in general, be it friends or anything more or less, between people. My attitude. Selfish wants. My urges. Why?

Why am I such a fucktard?

Yet I love who I am. I don't completely hate it.

But I've worn down. A void has been ripped out from my heart and soul. I'm still to blame for whatever I've done to myself. And I can't be any more or less apologetic. But there's only so much the word "sorry" can do. The wasted time. The disappointment. The sadness. Anger. Any feeling I've caused others. There's only so much I can do.

I can apologize. Hate myself. Do something. But...

-sighs-

And yet...

I've become Jaded.

Carefree. Oblivious. None of it matters now. The past is the past. Things happen, people move on.

And all I can do, is hope they forget whatever I did, forget me, and live on their lives with a smile on their faces. But my door is always open to them if they so wish, though I doubt I'm ever good enough for them anymore.... I just want to do what i can, even if they make use of me as some... "back-seat" friend.

Like I said; I'm already jaded. If they're happy, thats good enough for me. Disappointment, sadness, anger. There's only so much these emotions can bring and do.

Silence. Calmness. Serenity. The things I want in my mind. The clarity to make the decisions that really matter.

And maybe one day, find someone who loves me...

... Harr. Huge laughs.

Shaft, out.

When I first entered ITE, I had quite the positive outlook; I couldn't really give a damn about reputation or "face". I just wanted to start anew, to set things right. To make a good first impression. Not like who I was back in Secondary school.... Or at least not as bad. I still have my limits. ^^

Well, its been... Almost two months ever since I've been in Clementi ITE. Other than the daily rants that I usually had About MRT travel everyday from bloody Bedok (which I eventually got used to.), I pretty much love my class. Everyone gets along, no one really argues, etc... Sure, there's a few rough spots that have appeared later on.... But also, we've bonded and have gotten even closer. And thats really great. Within a few weeks even, all of us were already treating each other as old friends.

Despite the workload and all, life's been good. I'm still the carefree bastard I say I am (Yeah, no regrets about not doing homework, as usual)

Hurrr.

Shaft out.