Wednesday, October 04, 2006



Me - "...Do I seem like the kind of person who gets awards for having the most charming personality around? No, I think not, so get lost."

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Sigh...Today, was a day...of...dayness...I feel like blogging, yet I have absolutely nothing to blog about...What to type...what to type...what to typeeee

Well, today's exams were a lovely bunch. The Mother Tongue Paper 1 resulted in lots of excitement and buzz as the papers were collected and the pupils streamed out the classroom like the good brainwashed kids we are, talking how what question did you choose, what did you write, who's your daddy etc etc etc.

Geography paper was teh ub3r-sex. The ever-so-exciting 20 MCQ questions were daunting, but I survived. Basic Data Response was next, but I valiantly smashed through that with my enchanted sword and magical correction tape, along with my faithful sidekick FoolScap Boy! The Mapwork proved a formidable foe, but was nevertheless conquered as I flung spells of "measuring", ducked "really confusing symbols" and retaliated with flaming fireballs of "protractors." The SEQ questions looked impossible to beat, so I quickly distracted them, picking them off one by one. First up was the Human Population Explosion and its effects. After a long battle, I emerged victorious. However, Sidekick Boy had fallen, his blue blood ( aka pen ink ) mysteriously and coincidentally having formed an essay.

I'm sorry, but if I continue typing like that, I think I'll blow up or something.

Tackled Ozone Layer and Global Warming yada yada yada. Managed to finish on time although lots of people ( like the Nic-Ker-La-Shi guy ) couldn't due to extremely long "essays", lack of time management, or just overzealousness in regurgitating what we've learnt from the textbook. Yes, it is, isn't it? We just sit down, cram everything into our head, then proceed to "vomit"everything out so we can score well. How many actually remember what they've been taught?

Ok, enough "philosphical" waxing. Got down to thinking a bit about what I want to do in the future after a thought-provoking question from Mr Flabulous.

What can I do?

Act.
Play some instruments.
Drive people nuts.

...Hmmm...Maybe something in politics?

Nah.

Sigh, my choices are actually quite limited...I can't pursue a career of being a full-time actor, because it's just not stable money. I mean, I need to support my mum, dad and my brother when I grow up. Dear mum wants me to become a lawyer. Not that I mind, but I really do want to chase my dreams. And I don't think I'm that kind of person who can throw away his dreams...It's so...daunting, when you think about it. Yet I can't just be like others and be all "Oh, I'll think about it when the time comes." I can't bring myself to give up what I want, yet if I do, I can't support my family...

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ARGH!

Life can just bite you in the ass like that. Maybe...Maybe a lawyer and part-time actor. That could work...It's not as good as being a full-time actor, and given the chance, I'd rather be a full-time actor above anything else. I don't care if I"m offered a $1 Million a year to be some scientist or anything, I rather act. It's about the passion, not the money. Oh yeah, money's important too, but I'd probably quit a job I don't like after (at most) a year or so.

Life isn't unfair.
But it's hard to believe that sometimes...