I feel like complaining again. Complain complain complain. Complain about....life! Yeah again. Don't you get bored of this after a while? Complain that it's so hard to live. No wait. We agreed. It's not hard to live. You just need to keep breathing and eating and sleeping. It's hard to live a satisfactory life...then again it's subjective.

If you have high expectations for life, then yeah, it's hard. If all you want out of life is not to get bitten by mosquitoes, then maybe all you need to do is put on some insect repellent. There's some black flying thing in my room right now...don't think it's a mozzie...but I don't like black flying things in my room.

Back to life.

It's easy to live if your sphere of influence consists of...yourself. Nothing else. Ah did I mention? I think I did...but lets just say it again. When I was younger, I thought that maybe when I grew older, I'd live in a house by myself with a dog and a chinchilla. Then just watch TV after work, don't talk to neighbours etc. Tada...I'm the only person I'll influence. Then again, after thinking for a while, I concluded that such an existence was just plain boring. Furthermore, I wouldn't be able to escape from social interactions at work. No point.

Ah. A levels are coming. I should be studying. Why do I always do stuff which I'm not supposed to? Blah.

Ok back to life. It's stressful to interact with others. Always must be on guard. In case someone pokes me, hits me or pulls my hair. Kidding :P It's stressful in some other ways lah. Must always act in socially acceptable ways. Can't be selfish, can't punch someone in the face, can't raise voice and shout at people etc. Bleah this is weird. Am not going to question whether I'm human or not. Cos if I get annoyed when people refer to themselves as weird, then I shall just say that I'm the most sane person around. Yeah right. Hope I make sense. Anti-sense.

Being weird is almost like a privilege nowadays. It's like...everyone wants to be different right, so they're "weird". No. Everyone is just different. We had this debate before.

And life. What's this about living after the As? One month more before I can start living again? Nah. Heard the story about the box and the string? Shouldn't always put your life on hold. Just accept that what you're in now is life lah. Whatever we're putting on hold now isn't called life. It's called freedom to have fun. We can have fun now, but not without feeling guilty that we're wasting time. (If you're not feeling guilty, then shame on you! Shame on you! Shame on you!)

So yar. Life doesn't start after the As. Fun does. Hopefully. I've a feeling that after the As, I might have forgotten how to have fun. Just stone around feeling lost and restless. Hmmm.... Must play pool! Bah... at least the freedom to have fun will return... I hope.

Worried for the As? I don't know. Don't know whether I can be bothered anymore. Not being bothered doesn't mean I'm not studying. It's just not being bothered with the outcome. Just chiong and hope we hit somewhere.

Been feeling hungry these few days. As a consequence, have eaten so much that I just feel like a lump. Still get hungry anyway.

Will go do something.

Like sleep.

Sleep like sheep. Sheeps on green hills. Ah... lovely thought. Baaahhhh...