11:24:00 PM
Clueless
I'm currently trying to think of something to blog about but can't.
Something that won't make you have a strange feeling
In your stomach that you probably usually get
when someone says something really, really hurtful
right in your face.
Maybe you just suck at playing the game of life;
Or maybe you're in denial; delusional and delirious.
I'm trying to be a really nice guy here, I hope you see
The effort that I'm putting in not to hurt your feelings or mine.
I mean. Do you want me to post you suck notes right here, right now?
I can if I want to.
No one can stop me
But once again:
Who is
The Nice
Guy?
Like.. whatttt? That was so random, but I guess it kind of expresses all my pent up hate towards random people; classmates, supposed friends, the works. Gah. Oh well, the physical shape of the poem looks quite cool. But, whatever.
I think R&J is driving me crazy. I briefly scanned thru the whole thing in abt 1 hr (quick huh; sacarsm here!) to get an idea of what the whole plot is.
The lit test is supposedly on friday where there is no lit period, and tomorrow, there is lit, but however, tomorrow is not called friday. Instead, it is given a seperate, unique name called thursday. But why fret over thursday or friday? After all, what's in a name? A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Are you a Montague, Thursday? No you aren't. Thursday, thursday, wherefore art thou thursday. Thou art only twenty minutes away from thy grand entrance.
Ok, I am currently bordering lunacy. I do not like Lit online quizzes. I can tell you the storyline, but when it comes to quotes, I am clueless. For example, I can answer a question like "Who did Friar Lawrence ask to deliever the letter of instruction to Romeo?", but if they ask a stupid, stupid question like "fill in the blank. two families both alike in ______, in the fair city of Verona". Ok, in this example, since I set it, I would obviously know that the answer is dignity. In any other case, I would be clueless and put some stupid answer like.. wealth, perhaps? Bleahhhhllbbb..
I suddenly seem to have gone back into a strange solitude-liking mode. Take free period for example. I have suddenly stopped enjoying "hanging out" with Ben Low, Leon and Geoffrey. I somehow have cease to enjoy happyhappy conversations and games galore. Instead, I seem more attracted to rushing to the hml, dumping my bag on one of the shelves and finding an empty sofa somewhere far from the entrance and relaxing by myself, or with one of the less active socialites (is that even a word), such as Zhongren or even Shanghai, who spends free periods sleeping.
:(
I'm depressed now.
