a detailed explanation on nothing
written: 11:34 p.m. on Tuesday, Dec. 30, 2003
First. Checked my SAT score online. Missed twenty points to the minimum requirement to get into a local university. Retaking it. Obviously. Wasting money again. Bloody Math section slung my arse through mud. I hate Maths. Stupid useless nonsense.
Second. OGL camp turned out to be a day camp. I didn't know. Oh well, 'least I get to sleep in my comfortable bed. Played a lot of wet games. Was totally drenched. Had dancing in the morning. I have two left feet. But I don't care. The hall, where we were in, was so so so so so completely hot, so much that outside felt like winter. Dancing was fun for a while until I got quite hot and tired. And did I mention that bit about having two left feet? I can't relax to coordinated movements. I don't know. These words are just coming out of nowhere and I don't know what they are. I partnered with Cody. He's a weird one. Funny though. He and his mates are a bunch of freaking jokers. Can spend the whole day watching them do shit and laugh.
(By the way, OGL stands for 'Orientation Group Leader'.)
Today, if anything, has confirmed all my suspicions that have spent their lifetimes lingering/hovering at the back of my mind, hiding themselves in the shadowy corners of where I don't want to turn, for the shadows taunt and trip... Now, the truth is painfully, blatantly, excruciatingly obvious.
Me and socialising = oil and water.
Have to go for countdown tomorrow. 12 noon to 2 a.m. I'm helping out. Though I haven't the slightest freaking clue what the hell I'm supposed to be doing. Hell, I'm so tired that I could just die. Not going for tomorrow's OGL camp. Won't be able to last the day if I do.
If I get kicked out, I'd be more than happy.
One more thing. Getting wet was fun. My right contact lens killed me today.
And now I'm going to sleep.
Also, I finished one Literature essay, if you can call it that, last night in 50 minutes. Supposed to do a critical analysis or whatever on a picture. I used the Time magazine cover on Asia's mental health crisis.
before sunrise // before sunset
Previously:
- - Tuesday, Aug. 29, 2017
I'm moving. - Sunday, Jul. 11, 2010
In all honesty - Tuesday, Jul. 06, 2010
What I want for my birthday... - Sunday, Jul. 04, 2010
On Roger's behalf. - Friday, Jul. 02, 2010