0630? ah, heck school.
dad woke me up at 0545 just now in the morning, then i decided 15 more minutes of sleep is essential for me to be able to pay attention in class for the whole day. turns out i slept for 45 mins until someone else knocked on my door, wondering if i am already ready to leave. so i looked at the time, and i said to myself,"oh shit. school." and then i lay my head back onto my pillow and said again,"AHHH, WHATEVER." i don't think parents give a damn whether i go to school or not cos i told mum,"ma, i'm not going to school today." and she merely said ok. and when dad knocked on my door, i yelled,"i'm not going to school!" and he simply left me to go back to la-la land. howell, today's a short day anyway. the time i woke up just now was already my last hour of school. so heck.i do believe that i am currently not the craziest of me, yet. it's kinda weird for me to dismiss important thoughts and think of the most redundant things ever. and then when i am needed to be serious and pay attention, i just switch off, and things that i am supposed to be at ease with seem to throw overwhelming amounts of thought at me, some of which are rather related to education. tell me, whoever watches Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and think about Economics and Literature at the same time? well, maybe the Literature part may be a little common, but Economics? i think i just think too much at the wrong time/situation/whatever.
picture this meal: Macaronni and Cheese, Char Kwey and Ice Cold Sweet Tea. like wtf right? whoever in their right mind eats italian food with chinese side-dish and TEA? and considering the cheese sauce was rather sweet cos i used sweet milk instead of the marigold no-taste milk and drowned it with Sweet Tea. i'm really going bonkers. but the thing is, mom bought breakfast for the brat only. obviously, she forgot that i was at home. and not in school. i guess dad forgot i was at home too cos when he got back from sending the brat to school just now, he went like,"You reach home so fast?" ah gee, no one pays attention to me.
this post is rather coherent, i must say. cos now i'm gonna talk about not receiving attention from whoever. really, look at this blog. i must say, it is idle. look at my life at home, my parents don't even know what i am doing, where i am going, who i am. my brother doesn't even care about my existence. we exchange less than 5 words per week. and usually the exchanged words are "assalamualaikum" and "wa'alaikumsalam". even that occurs when i come back home and mutter "assalamulaikum" whenever i step into the house and most of the time, when i step into the house, it's just empty so there's no one to reply my salaam. aaah, whatever.
i don't care if anyone from my class reads this, because i know they don't. i mean, even if they read it, aaah, whatever. i don't give a damn cos this is my blog (ooh, another common line! "this is my blog, i'm gonna rant whatever i feel like!" heh.) so who cares if they like the content or not. well, i guess blogs are spaces where you want reveal your feelings to a certain extent. hmm, back to the class. what about the class? i forgot what i was gonna say. ah. heck.
"Plastic flowers that fight for colour
Shadows floating on the ground, that always follow
Like international acclaim, it comes and goes never the same"
go figure. heh.
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