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Friday, July 08, 2005

this is a bad dae. 1st, i found out i failed my chi. then i didn bring my chem pract. then mt gp teacher said tt 8/10 of the papers she marked did badly. then we had to go 4 trigo. which i totally hate.

1) chi: during chinese lesson, miss sum finished the past year ao level chinese summary which we did the last time. then, she gave us our CA chinese question paper, and told us that she wants to go through it. and so we did. 1st is the 30 mark section. ok, so i got 3/30. next. the 10 mark multiple choice section. 2/10. next, the second 10 mark section, 4/10. next, another multiple choice. she did the 1st 3 question. 0/3. total? 9/53. what a cheerful estimate. i almost cried on the way to chemistry.

2) maths: trigo. i tink tt kinda speaks for itself. it totally sucked. like what the fuck is he R thing n T formula?!?! oh god.

i tink im totally numb now. im looking at my 9/53 n i didn feel anetink.

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HW: bio file, chem tuts, maths tuts, chi oral notes, gp journal, EOM

todae: bio file. revise carbo, read thru respiration.

sat: chem tuts, assignments, EOM

sun: gp journal ,chi oral notes, all maths stuff.

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i asked my friends before, why do they live? what do they live for? i got answers like food, happiness, God.. then i asked myself what do i live for?
the answer? i don't know.
i asked my parents why did they have me. they said its for society. my sister was an accident, they said that God gave her to them.
so why am i here? what do i live for? why do people want to survive? why? why? why?
i tried anime.
i live for anime, for the next episode, for the next manga. then i thought, does it matter? its a story, a fantasy, a fake, why should i live for it?
i live to make my parent proud. why? because they raised me. why did they raise me? for society.
who is society? why are we indebted to them? what has they done for us? they gave us a way to survive.
but why do we want to live? why? for your goals? your dreams? why does even an ant struggle to live? why? why? why?
i don't know. frankly, i think that God made us to entertain him. (no offence to chirstians. even if i am one..) he feeds us when he feels like it. he drowns us when we don't obey. he killed his own son to get our belief. i do not believe in heaven and hell.
may be that's why i want to find out how we think, why we do this or that. maybe that what i am suppose to do in life. maybe...

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the tragedy of life, is not having a life worth living. that is my life.

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