Tuesday, January 26, 2010

a culmination

So I'm kinda finally getting into the j2 mode.
Not exactly loving it.
But hey.
38 weeks.
10 months.
5/6 of a year.
Can't be that bad.

Lifes slightly more stable now.
But the workloads a bitch.

Teachers seem cool though.

So let's just hump on the ride.
And see how it goes~~

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

hey look!

J2 fuck you.
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Sunday, January 10, 2010

Junior College Year 2

Well so the holidays come to a close.
Most of my friends are split into 2 schools of thought.

Number 1:
Whatever J2. I aint afraid of you. I totally studied last year
And this year is gonna be a synch. So come on J2. Bring on your worst.
I'm ready.

I would like to classify these people as MUGGERS.

Number 2:
Shit man. Holidays are ending. None of my assignments are complete.
And fuck A levels are coming. Hard core mugging. Teachers always being annoying.
I can't take this shit man. Fuck J2.

These are the SLACKERS where I fall under.



But I feel this year. Unlike the past 10 years of going back to school to a new year.
I am gonna adapt a slightly more posititve attitude. Well it really depends.
Some say positive. I say don't really give a fuck.

Adopt a 'come what may' mindset. But for this to be successful.
We also have to have a 'giving up isn't in my vocabulary' mindset.
So that if it gets really tough. Quitting s not an option.
I know its a bit late. But this shall be my new years resolution.

So to anyone who's reading. Mugger slacker or fellow stragglers to my current state now.
All the best for J2. Cause all that's been promised by those before, is that its gonna be a
Bitch. A real bitch.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
 
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