super flat-out.

I hate it when my parents accuse me of not trying hard enough for A's. I try so hard not to fall apart everytime i read history and if that's not trying hard enough...i dunno what is. Sigh. History just gets me sooo down and it really makes me frown. It's getting infinitely depressing. It haunts me. And i won't be able to study real-estate at uni if i don't at least pass History, meaning a D grade. I have yet to smell an E. Shucks.

I've thought about it and I think a degree in real estate allows generous room for prospective career paths. I would LOVE to do literature in future BUT... I'd make a horrible teacher/lecturer. And i also realise that i cannot connect with deep poems about love, which generally makes up the basis of human behaviour and ultimately, litereature. So maybe valuing properties and coordinating property development projects would serve me much better in the long run. Hmmm. I may even develop a serious interest for this. So this shall me my updated goal, as of 25th Sept 2008 at 4:25 pm. Yay! I finally have a concrete direction to work towards!

If it doesn't work out, then i'll fall back on PLAN XX; which is to lose weight and get toned through intensive body-bending, orgasmic yoga and then I'll teach my fellow flabbies and fatties how (ok, i know it still involves teaching but at least i don't have to mark any essays!) I'd be contributing to society both ways :)

I still have that awful History problem to tackle. Please Nas, don't start crying before you even reach your notes!

On a completely unrelated note; Have you checked out FAUZIRASSUL, THE SELF-PROCLAIMED SG MALE BITCH. Oh he's another one of those who plagerises, thinking that he won't get caught for passing off someone else's work for his own. IF I EVER SEE HIM OUTSIDE, I PLAN TO SPIT IN HIS FACE... Provided i'm not alone, i guess. Wouldn't wanna get chased around by his bunch of supporters. That'll be bad because they'll probably out-run me anyways, regardless of how girlish they happen to come across as. I'm not against him because he happens to be queer but i simply cannot understand how an imbecile like that can have such high regard for ITself! Like where on earth does he (it) get his (its) self-assurance from, i wonder. So sure, so haughty, so forth-coming in doling out advice for the masses, assuming that we all kowtow to YOUR ROYAL SKINNYNESS OF YUCKY LAND (haha sounds so bimbotic). It's rebarbative. I hope he gets squeezed to death by those female pants that he loves wearing so much. I suppose his balls are too teeny weeny to fit into regular sized male pants. Well duh! He's model skinny! What would i know about that?? LOL.