the end is near? no. its only just began actually.
after a rather short holidays which i have spent doing absolutely nothing except maybe a desperate attempt to survive the common tests since tuesday of the last week. i watch soccer cause i bet? no. what i bet is not even enough to feed me for a week. cause i love the game? well i like it, but i don't love it that much. cause of hot guys? totally no, i'm straight. when i watch soccer, i watch just to see people living out their dreams, giving their all for something they believe passionately in.i wish i could be like them and live out my dream too. here are the various alternatives.
thought 1: play rugby
5 nanoseconds after that thought goes through my cerebral hemisphere, i realize i will never be good enough to play at the highest level of Test rugby. and playing in the Singapore league will make me have a bank account deficit. best situation will be ending up like donkey, which is a horrible prospect.
thought 2: be a professional body builder
5 minutes pass. i realize i have to stick needles up my butt filled with HGH - bio ppl u know what this is....makes you a superhuman, those with low self esteem should try! or nandrolone deconate. and take pills with hideious sounding names such as Dianabol. no insult to people who are named diana. grow into super freak who has muscles so big that he can't use them to do anything but do more weights.
thought 3: be a soldier
i will be a NS man, a soldier or sorts. but not the type i envision in a dream. i was thinking of elite trooper, like US airborne or something. i actually get to defend the ideals that i believe in, like freedom, equality, liberty and above all brotherhood.oh and through ROTC, the government will pay for my freaking college education! after dreaming for 50 seconds, i realize it ain't happening cause i'm not American. cause i'm born in a fucking country which values above all SLAVES AND BOOTLICKERS WITH THE LEAST IDEA OF WHAT ARE IDEALS N PRINCIPLES.
thought 4: i don't want to think anymore.
now back to trudging along this path of listless life with zero passion.well maybe there is one, but no... i doubt so, i'll try and think but i really doubt so. still i can cling onto that small hope.oh and there are friends! just that 2 of my closest buds are going to the States in August. there's still my old man, ruggers, ben, others but just... shrug. after the common tests i'm going to spend more time with them. going to be disciplined n diet n train. going to be a disciplined student. yeah my aims. i wish i could fulfill them. i wish i could get to know God more too, think he might the missing jigsaw in my life? i don't know. i dont. i feel like i'm deviating from the path of being a person. i wish i could just be me again.please give me back passion and desire.
thought 1: play rugby
5 nanoseconds after that thought goes through my cerebral hemisphere, i realize i will never be good enough to play at the highest level of Test rugby. and playing in the Singapore league will make me have a bank account deficit. best situation will be ending up like donkey, which is a horrible prospect.
thought 2: be a professional body builder
5 minutes pass. i realize i have to stick needles up my butt filled with HGH - bio ppl u know what this is....makes you a superhuman, those with low self esteem should try! or nandrolone deconate. and take pills with hideious sounding names such as Dianabol. no insult to people who are named diana. grow into super freak who has muscles so big that he can't use them to do anything but do more weights.
thought 3: be a soldier
i will be a NS man, a soldier or sorts. but not the type i envision in a dream. i was thinking of elite trooper, like US airborne or something. i actually get to defend the ideals that i believe in, like freedom, equality, liberty and above all brotherhood.oh and through ROTC, the government will pay for my freaking college education! after dreaming for 50 seconds, i realize it ain't happening cause i'm not American. cause i'm born in a fucking country which values above all SLAVES AND BOOTLICKERS WITH THE LEAST IDEA OF WHAT ARE IDEALS N PRINCIPLES.
thought 4: i don't want to think anymore.
now back to trudging along this path of listless life with zero passion.well maybe there is one, but no... i doubt so, i'll try and think but i really doubt so. still i can cling onto that small hope.oh and there are friends! just that 2 of my closest buds are going to the States in August. there's still my old man, ruggers, ben, others but just... shrug. after the common tests i'm going to spend more time with them. going to be disciplined n diet n train. going to be a disciplined student. yeah my aims. i wish i could fulfill them. i wish i could get to know God more too, think he might the missing jigsaw in my life? i don't know. i dont. i feel like i'm deviating from the path of being a person. i wish i could just be me again.please give me back passion and desire.
1 Comments:
skin up a biftah, and sava the flava.
u think too much bitch
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