I don't know why. I care why. ANd i am want to know why.
Bloody shit SOBs.

I hate it. Fate. Destiny. Karma. Whatever. To hell with it.

Just got back my chem, in more correct terms, read it of the ntrix. Yeah. I did "great".

Hell ya.

It's just unfair.

One moment you are one damn high-flyer. Nothing seems to stop you. Then the next moment, life throws one shit after another at you. You take it, one by one. Then they throw more. You know you have to take what kind of crap that comes hurling at you. It's life. Life.

Deep down within me, i have this great sense, an abyss, of injustice. This feeling of outrage is so bad that if life was a living being, i would not hesitate to kick its ass and use whatever i can have my hands on and whack it until it faints. Not dead. Then when it wakes up again, i will hammer that miserable piece of crap again.

I doon't give a dime if you think i am whining.

I don't see getting a 58/100 for chem a very nice present. Or a reward. Whatever the shit. I put in the effort. I spent nights going over my chem notes. I sacrificied my free time, that should be spent with my parents, studying those damm pieces of paper. And what kind of shit do i get? 58. F it . I say f it.

For those who think i am the kind of happy-go-lucky guy. Well it shows that you don't know me enough. Not enough. Deep down, i take matters seriously. Call me a perfectionist. Whatever. 58. Ha.

It's a big wonder. Really one big wonder. Back in the good old days, primary schooling days, i could fail 3, 4 subjects without batting an eyelid. Now, just failing 1 would send the thought of, i don't knwo what, into my mind. On some occasions, i even thought of whacking the shit out of the teacher.

You may say that this is my just desserts. Ya. Say what kind of shit you want know. What goes around comes around. Now, all i can do is to cry. Cry. Cry. Cry.

But no. I will not. Sorry life, you SOBs. If you think that i am going to bow under that "terror", think again.

From tomorrow onwards, I will not be the same.