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10:31 PM; Hippo crispy
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Today was incredibly bizarre. It started with my 6 hour nap and consequent insomnia after midnight. In the lift I met an girl who live in the same block as me. I met someone with the same name as me and talk about transportation the whole way through. During a break I talked to another guy with same name as I and we talked about books. In class I was picked on by different teachers for a total of 2 times and in one case was accused of "stoning"(which is sorta my favourite pastime anyway). And then I had a nice chat with a classmate/person above me.
Today I was inflict with the realities of life I guess. My suspicions were true after all. This talk albeit I felt was redundant was a revealing as I grapple with the apparent judgement indicted upon me. It was a dalliance since the start from last year but I could sense an odd tension one that impressed a sense of disdain and disregard. But today it was a confirmation of sorts. I once dismissed it as plain gender discrimination, but again I felt an ominous presence that was a reminiscence of my days in Fairfield. Again I could not find acceptance from the general populous. Perhaps it was the kind of sarcasm that I express only with people that act in an incongruous manner but it was this very same tendency of mine that garnered a somewhat undesirable image of self. Alas, I dread once again and seek recluse within the confines of the companionship I still have left.
Words are powerful creatures that come in difference forms. some words are angels, others demons and most are neither. But today was a deluge from hell. Accusations flung across the board and in my best wishes to maintain rapport I had to impressed the image of subservience and compliance. In the end, I was perhaps speaking to the embodiment of a hippo.
I once thought the XX was demure and patient, friendly and accepting. At least those were my first impressions. But every since the day I reached socio-emotional renaissance, I have realised that all the glimmers outside is but rotten within. But I would not say true for all, for the majority of these people fit under 2 classes, they are all of belief C and come from matriarchal alma maters. It disgusts me the kind of nepotism and the kind of corruption that has managed to overcome true democracy.