Out-of-Body Experience

Every time I bring out the word "psychological", the very first impression that comes out of every Singaporean's head would be "crazy" or "retard". That, I seriously don't know why. Yet I feel I really have nothing to talk about, so might as well bring this subject up. This is the very answer I hoped to find about those "dream saga" in my previous sleep last year, and sometimes this year.

From Wikipedia, it goes like this: An out-of-body experience (OBE or sometimes OOBE) is an experience that typically involves a sensation of floating outside of one's body and, in some cases, perceiving one's physical body from a place outside one's body (autoscopy).

This is certainly the answer to why I was so "impossible" as to achieve humans' dreams of flying in the sky without the aid of airplanes and other bullshit.

Sometimes I could agree that on certain occasions, people will feel a mental shock of their life(for that day only), as though they fell from the sky on their beds. I have had that experience almost every month or two. It really creeps me out, especially after reading Wikipedia's article and which explained that this feeling is the "near-death experience". How fortunate of me not to die on that very instant...

Oh. Did I mention the fact that I wasted 10 minutes of my life trying to kill boredom, but ended up building more boredom and knowledge on reading that very "tasteless" article? Still... I really have nothing better to do... Might as well study for Social Studies now. Signing off-

Never Too Late

Dang! ALL my friends found out about my depression after giving up on that girl. They keep questioning me whether I fell okay or not. Then there was this loser who thought that I have finally "snapped". I haven't "snapped", and I will NEVER let that happen. Sadly, I was referred to the school counselor when my form teacher noticed... I really suck at faking expressions, don't I?

In this forced visit, I was asked by the counselor on why was I so down and hardly smile nowadays... Of course her first doubt was on my relationship problems, that I am nearing the 'O' Levels and I was fully rejected by that bitch. Truth is... I ain't concerned about this; rather I was just thinking about how to accomplish things in such a short time, for instance, the exam of my life. I ask myself: How can I clear my doubts in just three months? So many doubts in Sciences, Maths, Languages, Humanities... Eventually she told me this short story about her diplomatic years...

When she was in her third year, she had an overseas program with some of her colleagues. It was an assignment to be submitted the following day, straight on 5pm. The assignment was a serial confidence-killer. A New Zealand woman in another team kept repeating the word "Give up". She had nothing else in mind, except giving up. However, my school's counselor didn't say anything negative and instead rushed the project. She gave the assignment full commitment and finally, she handed it on time.

She got an average passing grade for that hard-boiled assignment. Guess what happen to the other woman who gave up? She gave a medical certificate and marked herself absent, so she was ungraded. The purpose of that story was to enlighten me into believing in myself, have more confidence than just that confidence in me, and of course, not to the extent of overconfidence. I have to be careful in time management yet caring for my needs like not skipping lunch and dinner and stuff. The school counselor mentioned one thing that I might agree... My 'star' shines the brightest among the rest of the school...

Figures.. I shall end this post here. This urge to sleep... Tiredness... This is Al signing off.

So... That's It?

Certainly feels like a final battle. A battle of my willpower against a jinx seduction. I never knew she was such a slut. Can anyone fancy her getting the hots of many guys all at once. Thanks to that Literature lesson, I finally found her true colors of filth and disgust. I finally convinced myself, "I don't like her anymore".

So, that's it huh... Back to square one. I have no more intentions of catching her heart. After all, there's the 'O' Levels and I was indeed on the lower grounds, both in relationship and educationally. Giving my half to both sure is a total no-go. I have to give it all I've got in the 'O' Levels. My sense of humor might extinguish in the process though...

First day of school and all the misfortunes befell me. How would anyone expect the first thing in the morning to be the 'Great Tribulation' on those losers who happily skipped the June Holiday lessons and pulled us, the whole class, a lot as compared to the other classes. They have no interest in their futures, and they have no futures too. Some goons who believe that their lives revolve around the world of Basketball. Even BX ain't gone into that extent... Well... Maybe 1/32 of it.

That girl is truly despicable: First bitching out in Audition, then a goddamn lesbian, and now.. a slut?! She CHOSE to stray from her once virtuous personality, joining the cruel world of gangsterism. I can guarantee that her parents are very upset with her.

I am not been a mean person; I just stated the facts.