sometimes i wonder... why do we have to study so hard? and all we get at the end is a piece of paper. this piece of paper. it may well land you a job with high salary but you still continue slogging your guts out till retirement. that's when you really get to enjoy life. BUT. it's the time when you get all old and sickly and before you know it, you're on your deathbed.

Hur.

Tried doing my maths holiday assignments today and got so demoralised. do 1 question, skip 5. then moved on to physics. Blanks everywhere. so fucking frustrated right now. excuse my use of vulgarities here all right. and i just went up to my mom and told her,"i want to quit school." i'm already having visions of myself screwing up my A's.

My life is so empty. i may seem like i have everything i want. but the truth is, i don't. the missing piece of a puzzle.

i dont understand why am i even here, or why am i going through all this shit.