Neatly tucked away behind a rock

To be honest, I'm not too keen on existence lately. It's not a pretty life when you got to do lotsa stupid meaningless stuff just to earn your degree. I'm sure most of you Singaporeans can sympathise, having had survived through SIngapore's aimpotent education system. But that's only 1 thing.

Call me paranoid, but I think many people are distancing themselves away from me. I dunno why. Seriously. If you're one of those people who distanced yourself from me, I'd like to know. Really. I mean, whatever I'm doing isn't making you happy, and I ought to change that. But I need to know what I need to change.

So come on. Tell me. Unless you hate me enough not to want to help me even for that little bit. In that case, you truly suck.

Everyone else but me seems to be in the loop, knowing things I ought to know, that I don't know. They're all having fun together, together without me. This is indeed too weird for my comprehension.

It's not that I mind being left out, but I want to at least know why.

Call me paranoid, but you ought to know that I do not usually have crazy theories simmering in that brain of mine. I know something's wrong.

Something's wrong.

This is weird.

And I don't know what's wrong.

Or if I can fix it.

Or if it's something I done wrong.

Btu I know one thing. And that there's

Something's wrong.

But for those who didn't distance themselves away from me. And those who didn't ignore me. And those who cared. Thanks. I appreciate it.

But still I know for a fact.

Something's wrong.

What it feels like to be poor

Pulp - Common People
She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College
That's where I caught her eye.

She told me that her Dad was loaded
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola"
She said "fine"

And in thirty seconds time she said,

"I want to live like common people
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people
I want to sleep with common people like you"

Well what else could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do"


I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why
But I had to start it somewhere
So it started there.

I said "Pretend you've got no money"
But she just laughed
And said "oh you're so funny".
I said "yeah?

Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here".


Are you sure you want to live like common people
You want to see whatever common people see
You want to sleep with common people,
You want to sleep with common people like me.

But she didn't understand,
She just smiled and held my hand.

Rent a flat above a shop,
Cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
Pretend you never went to school.

But still you'll never get it right
'cos when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your Dad he could stop it all.

You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view,
And dance and drink and screw

Because there's nothing else to do.


Sing along with the common people,
Sing along and it might just get you thru'
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along even though they're laughing at you

And the stupid things that you do.
Because you think that poor is cool.

Like a dog lying in a corner,
They will bite you and never warn you
Look out, they'll tear your insides out
'cos everybody hates a tourist
Especially one who thinks
It's all such a laugh

Yeah!

And the chip stains' grease
Will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere left to go

You are amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright
Whilst you can only wonder why

Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right

'cause when you're laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you called your dad he could stop it all

Yeah!


You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And then dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do

I want to live with common people like you.....

What...

can I talk about when absolutely nothing has been happenning in my life lately?

Ouch

I still feel sick.

Stomach ouchies.

Either an ulcer or an upper GI infection.

Hurts to eat or drink.

But I'll live.

Grrrr

Yesterday I nuked the old windows install on the lappy and reinstalled a clean copy. NUS really installed too much crap on it.

Today I feel sick. But it doesn't feel like the kind of sick that lasts.

Anyway. Project Make KC A Lean And Mean Hunk shall start soon. I gotta get the wheels of my bike rolling and my running shoes a bit of mud stains.

Pre-contemplation/Contemplation/Ready for Action/Action/Maintenence, I guess I'm right now in Ready for Action. If you remember your COFM, you med people.

This entry didn't mean anything at all.

Did I tell you? Hard-fi is a great band to listen to whether you love Blue or The Clash or anything rockish. It's reggae-tinged rock, with style. Not one of my favourites, but I'm sure you like it. Like the Arctic Monkeys, it's one band that's really hard not to like.

Exams suck

I have no idea how well I would do, everyone else seems so damn sure they'll do well, everyone else seems to know the list of Top Ten Most Obscure Pathogens.

Last year I spent my exams mucking around, trying to stay afloat in a world full of unfamiliar questions. But it was OK, since everyone else was. This year, I might know my stuff better than I did last year, but the competition certainly has done that too. And more.

OK. Maybe the people who create that impression, tend to be those loudmouthed showoffs that you feel like strangling when they brag about their competence in memorising weird facts, while you struggle to cram in the work you've left to the last minute.



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