Friday, June 26, 2009
a B for Diploma's Graduation Project.satisfied, considering the amount of effort i've put in.
the last minute slides, the last minute speech.
I thought i can cope with the Advanced Diploma,
and started off with the "easier" topics.
it isn't easy, isn't funny.
take away the laughter, you are left with the tears.
BRAINSTORM, BRAINSTORM, BRAINSTORM.
it's all about assignments.
putting that aside,
i was told to love myself today.
do i look like i'm torturing myself?
yes, i am stressed.
over many things, i can't take things as lightly as you.
i get stressed over work, over school, over people.
i was blamed for something i didn't do.
i was given the face the whole day for something i didn't do.
i was not given a chance to explain.
do you have to go through this?
i have to deal with parents who does not support me studying this.
up till now, it's already the advanced diploma level.
and they still do not understand.
right, the whole media thing might be ridiculous.
i might not get a job in the field after all.
i might not get a job which pays well.
i might not get a job with flexible time,
i might even have to work like mad.
but did you realise, i'm at my happiest moment studying this?
i'm sick of explaining,
understand or not,
so be it.
if only, if only.
after all this complaining,
the life goes on.
the same routine starts,
and the same complaints again.
even i get bored of it.
if only suicide doesn't lead you to hell,
i would most probably do it.
it is not a crime to cry,
let out the emotions.
you can't statify everyone.