Let it die.
Forget it. I'll just take it as if I said nth. I'd rather end it quick than to let it drag on. A brand new chapter will begin, aft the demise of the last. Freedom ensues once again, with no restrictions whatsoever. Maybe I should just channel all my efforts towards my ailing studies. It can be a new avenue to re-assess my ideals. No more fretting over trivial stuffs.
Fatigue is overwhelming, due to burning too much midnight oil, not to do impt stuffs, but to game. I was like on the comp for more than 36hrs straight, with breaks of cos. And I only had one hour of sleep, resulting in brain lag. Nonetheless, I still dont feel like going to sleep, maybe until late tonight. I just hope I dont drop dead in front of the comp, aft an intensive period of staring at pixels. And I still have to worry about SS and my F&N prac. Need to sleep. Soon.
Over the past few days, I have come to realise that the internet, or more specifically, games, have a lot of retards lurking under the cloak of anonymity, thinking that it will mask their epic level of stupidity as well. Sadly, no it doesn't. Now go cry to your mama. I wonder how retards come about. Their lack of maturity and, usually, poor english tend to make me laugh my arse off. My class has quite a few too, but I wouldn't name them for fear of hurting their feelings. So I'll just keep it to myself and enjoy a show of klutz.
LcM ftw.Labels: Life, Personal, Random, Retarded
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