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if holden caulfield is real and is living, if he chanced upon me, he'd beat the shit out of me and kill me with his bare fists. i am a fake. i love everything and anything anglo, thinks and act like i'm anglo when i'm actually not. i worship another race because i think my own race is incompetent and impotent when i might actually be more incompetent and impotent than they are. which makes me, as holden caulfield would have put it, a phony. a first-class, gold-plated, honey-brazen phony.

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Monday, January 29, 2007
"I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But, I digress.
I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate,
oh-so intricate."


Saturday, January 27, 2007
why must we, or just myself for that matter, care about what the society thinks when it really doesn't matter at all? the pressure and stress of achieving the societal norm is such a pain in the bollocks. this affair with society is really mentally exhausting, degrading and has such a strong impact on my self-value. despite all these, i'm still bent on following what the society says because some people kill just to achieve the norm. they fucking kill. so here, the conformist.

don't mind the random rant. i'm just bitterly miffed.


Saturday, January 20, 2007
wait a minute, girl, why you tripping like that?


Sunday, January 14, 2007
body's aching like crazy after yesterday's soccer. how am i suppose to finish the essays due tomorrow?

argh.


Thursday, January 11, 2007
school's been hectic with the multiple assignments, pressurizing lessons, long days and consistent training sessions. it's really exhausting. i guess sundays will now become the day for me to catch up on my beauty sleep and for me to recuperate from the ongoing fatigue.

on another note, i'm like really loving my mom to bits for the mini shopping stint today.


Thursday, January 04, 2007
to whom-it-may-concern:

the heart says yes. the pride says no. the brain's sleeping.



finally, i've mustered enough motivation to blog with much enthusiasm again. life's been brilliant as fuck and i realized that i have nothing to rant about. there are, however, certain things that are really bothering my ass although i wouldn't want to make them public just as yet.

school's been tiring but fun. i had my class transfer request denied by the HOD mrs kwang and the principal mrs ng for my 'unacceptable' reasons for transfer. i guess i did not carry out my arguments for a transfer properly and my explanation is probably not good enough to convince them. of course, which school administration would take a student seriously if that student wants to transfer class because of the potential amount of stress that might be derived from a teacher who has produced dozens of 'A' students for the subject?

i had a good chat with both mrs kwang and mrs ng and found them easy-going and nice despite all the numerous bitchings from various sources. they had good reasons for wanting me to stay under the teacher. the most convincing conversation was by mrs kwang and i actually felt encouraged to just continue with the teacher after the chat with her.

to be honest, i don't mind having the teacher. i just wanted to have the liberty to do things that most people can't, get the dramatic effect of moving into a new area because i can't get along with that certain person, just like william gallas not getting along with jose mourinho or david beckham and jaap stam who had rifts with alex ferguson and getting the boot out to another team. i guess it's the excitement gained from the situation and relating it to matters in soccer.

definitely, economics will be my priority now even if that means cutting down on soccer and the outings with the lads.