Thoughts

I wonder.



What's the point of living when one day we're all just going to die?



What's the point of working hard when at the end of the day, you'll just fail?



It doesn't matter. At all.



You wake up, work hard and think "Hey, I may be able to do it after all" but when the day comes, you end up thinking "Who am I kidding?" After all, this is life. There are bound to be two groups of people and you definitely have to be classified in one; High achievers & Losers.

Yes, one group of people can say the same old, "Ohmigosh. It was so hard. I really didn't know how to answer ALL the questions given." One person's all could be just 1 to 2 questions whereas for others, it could really mean all.

This is one thing that pisses me off. Claiming that you no NOTHING about anything when you are secretly confident that you did well. Well, f*ck you. Maybe one day you'll really come to understand the feeling of being an underachiever. Of really knowing absolutely nothing AT ALL. Let's see how you would like it then.

Working hard and striving for the best is just useless at times.

If you're stupid, you're stupid. Point blank.

Well, someone's gotta be the Stupid. Otherwise, where's the justice in this world?

Initially wanted to be on a hiatus till after STPM but then, you just need a place to rant and what better way is it than to express it here?






I'm tired but I can't rest. Yet.


This has been a very bad week for me. Hence, explains my 'emotional' rant.

Till then.