right. anyway i needed another source besides that other account to talk about politically incorrect stuffs.
it’s like, wee hours of the morning. slept at 8pm, woke up at 1215am. studied math and came online. i can’t find a more dedicated and uh, responsible person than you, seriously. it’s my fault for not paying attention during most lectures and tutorials (but i still don’t know why i can understand the lectures but not know how to do the tutorial questions) with the test around the corner, you have kindly agreed to help me with all three topics from scratch. i mean, you aren’t obliged to anyway. look at biology, someone was irritated like hell when asked to repeat the concept of attenuation. i guess, now that you’re helping, i’ll be pressured to achieve some kind of grades. a decent pass is all that i hope for.
chinese lunar new year is around the corner. the egg rolls that the teachers have made tasted good, considering that it’s not for sale. but seriously, i think the dhs dolls should be scraped away. that was the main point of students eating as many egg rolls as they were allowed– to see if they could win a pair of dolls. and also, it is an unnecessary waste of money. having said that, 18th birthday is also around the corner. this time, it really feels awkward, to be not asking for any presents even though somewhere in my heart, i may be dying for something that i want like a new pair of spectacles with higher powered lenses so i won’t have to squint when birds fly past me.
it’s just the feeling that one gets when one is about to die, like wanting to spend your precious once-a-day-in-365.25daysto do something that you’ve always wanted to do but somehow never been able to get those things done. well, i guess i might be somewhat done for, with A’Levels drawing nearer as each day passes. you wouldn’t want to believe that january is just gone like that. oh dear.
money is the root of all evil. why?
