In school, I once harbored the idea that rest is in itself a reward. Now, the 5-months long break has contradicted this very idea; now, in my mind, hard-work is in itself a rewarding. Possibly more rewarding than rest. Right now, I can troll(Which means contradicting the idea of) those people out there who are frustrated over education; that comparing schooling to long-rests is indifferent from comparing a person with a stable and enjoyable occupation that he likes to a bum in prison... A while ago I dreaded going to work, mainly because of how the people there treated me poorly, almost slave-like, and the travelling distance was simply too unreasonable. And now, I have quit my job, after taking into account an advice from a pal. Then I pondered once again... Why was I so easily manipulated by others?
Finding a job at this moment might be too late for me because polytechnic education is only a month away from now. By then, I should have already prepared physically and mentally for it. Physically so as not to doze off and miss out, and mentally to perceive my new goals of my new "era". In polytechnic, I would meet new people, befriend new people and hipsters, in hopes of replacing those easily-replaceable loser-friends of mine from Upper Secondary Education.
A blatant reason as to why I doubt some of these people whom I claim to be friends is simple: WHAT is a friend who refuse to socialize and prefer to dedicate their entire petty lives over Japanese fictions? I don't doubt anime and Japanese culture and stuff. In fact I like and would like to learn more about the Japanese culture. But I am a SINGAPOREAN. I am proud to rehearse my father's quote that "I love my own country", unlike these cave-bears of friends of mine who prefer Japan over their birth country. Not only that... Have I mentioned that I sent 22 requests to this friend of mine, whether to hang out or to go to the gym and stuff, and only 6 or 7 of my requests were REPLIED?
There is this other friends worthy of complaints, but I doubt I have the need to. He has strayed too far from the way of a "Spartan". Note that our definition of "Spartan" doesn't refer to those fierce warriors who fought off waves of Persians. I am implying that this guy is... A good-for-nothing. Shocking enough, I have always wanted to address this jerk ever since I learned of his self-acclaimed misery and inability to "cherish what he have right now".
It also seems that Fate has once again struck my life. Expectations weren't reality. It seems that not EVERYONE of my true friends went off to Junior College. I really mean it. The word "true". A few days ago, when my mom accompanied me to Standard Chartered Bank to pay for the remaining tuition fees for my polytechnic course, guess who I met? Never mind... It is just too obvious... and crazy... That day got me right off my conventional,cheerful and trouble-less mood I carry when outdoors. I do have a question... Is SP the only Polytechnic which uses S.C.B for admission fees, or does NP use S.C.B too? Either ways, two words haunt the topic of that day: "Peerless Coincidence"...
The silence is dissolving my living essence. The silence is... dark...
