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methrowrockI suddenly feel the urge to read Prep all over again. It has been at least a couple of years since I last touched that book. Oh, the extent of how much I loved it before,- polishing it off cover to cover before sleeptimes, during mealtimes, after waketimes,- I wanted to live and breathe (as) Lee Fiora. Kinda funny to look back now. But, the truths and realities reflected in the book are still as relevant as ever. A couple of quotes have a way of niggling in and sticking in your head, especially my favourite: "I always worried someone would notice me, and then when no one did, I felt lonely." Simple but resounding, and c'mon, putyahandsup if you have felt that way before. And now, it is a forest of flesh-coloured stumps aha.
To you: thank you for the stinging soundbite yesterday. It was a wonderful morale booster to tell me that I should jump down a building if I did badly in the A Levels. I applaud you and your subtle tact. Sure, it may have been sheathed with impulsive spite and temporary venom, but there are certain things that you simply do not say and bury under the pretext of tough love. It is perhaps too late, anyway. I have lost all interest in studying and have zilch motivation for As so yeah, prepare your blessed heart for that grim news article next year. Naaaah, kidding!, I love life too much to trifle with it. All I can say now is just gimme an effing break. Whatever to come will come later.
And to you: I'm glad that the dream was just a dream after all. Okay, you would never read this but yea, it is a good thing that you're not leaving forever to study in that university. HAHA. This is such a trivial matter but ahermmm, *imagine Cambridge intonations* a good candidate is capable of differentiating that the definitions of trivialities is subjectively based on an individual's environment, interest and aptitude. Hokay, that is one sentence with a heckuv long words which does not make sense. ^.^ Anyway, I wonder when I will have the courage to sort out these thoughts and tell you. Never, I reckon. And this brings me to my next favourite quote..
"The interest I felt in certain guys then confused me, because it wasn't romantic, but I wasn't sure what else it might be. But now I know: I wanted to take up people's time making jokes, to tease the dean in front of the entire school, to call him by a nickname. What I wanted was to be a cocky high-school boy, so fucking sure of my place in the world."
Does this sound like verbal vomit? Aha well, because it really is. It is day one into a new honesty policy that was stitched together uh at the start of this post. Time to attend to My Queen, 敗犬女王, the new sinfully trashy Taiwanese drama I really shouldn't be watching. Oh whatevsss, till then. And yes, I do realise how flighty and airbrained this post is. But whaddyu know anyway? :)
To you: thank you for the stinging soundbite yesterday. It was a wonderful morale booster to tell me that I should jump down a building if I did badly in the A Levels. I applaud you and your subtle tact. Sure, it may have been sheathed with impulsive spite and temporary venom, but there are certain things that you simply do not say and bury under the pretext of tough love. It is perhaps too late, anyway. I have lost all interest in studying and have zilch motivation for As so yeah, prepare your blessed heart for that grim news article next year. Naaaah, kidding!, I love life too much to trifle with it. All I can say now is just gimme an effing break. Whatever to come will come later.
And to you: I'm glad that the dream was just a dream after all. Okay, you would never read this but yea, it is a good thing that you're not leaving forever to study in that university. HAHA. This is such a trivial matter but ahermmm, *imagine Cambridge intonations* a good candidate is capable of differentiating that the definitions of trivialities is subjectively based on an individual's environment, interest and aptitude. Hokay, that is one sentence with a heckuv long words which does not make sense. ^.^ Anyway, I wonder when I will have the courage to sort out these thoughts and tell you. Never, I reckon. And this brings me to my next favourite quote..
"The interest I felt in certain guys then confused me, because it wasn't romantic, but I wasn't sure what else it might be. But now I know: I wanted to take up people's time making jokes, to tease the dean in front of the entire school, to call him by a nickname. What I wanted was to be a cocky high-school boy, so fucking sure of my place in the world."
Does this sound like verbal vomit? Aha well, because it really is. It is day one into a new honesty policy that was stitched together uh at the start of this post. Time to attend to My Queen, 敗犬女王, the new sinfully trashy Taiwanese drama I really shouldn't be watching. Oh whatevsss, till then. And yes, I do realise how flighty and airbrained this post is. But whaddyu know anyway? :)
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