It's all about compression, all about possessing the ability to sustain every single information you have between those pity neurons you have. I find it hard to believe it myself that so much things can happen within a day less than 24 hours.
Secrets
Knowing secrets is a good thing, it shows how much a friend trusts you. Now position yourself in my place, where I unintentionally know something - unwillingly, inadvertently, accidentally. It's extremely laborious to digest all of this and what more to keep it safe and sealed with me when it involves a friend of mine?
I find my brain like Francium, going to explode any second by the minute. I seek help from a few friends of mine like Eelin & Mike with their ears so sore and inflamed listening to my long winding lecture, and of course bringing in Dennis as a female character [do not question me why].
Another encounter today, not sure whether it's fated or not. But I seemed to give certain people a wrong impression, not in a negative way. Just... in a way I find it less pleasing and uncomfortable.
It's against my nature, against what's written in my imaginary Oxford dictionary, against my Tangent of a straight line.
I don't blame them. Maybe they do not know me well enough? Obviously. Those who know me personally would know that I have a dozen of halos above my head, shinning and beaming brightly with a heart pure as snow.
Don't believe me? Ask Kho Leet Liang.
Another encounter today, not sure whether it's fated or not. But I seemed to give certain people a wrong impression, not in a negative way. Just... in a way I find it less pleasing and uncomfortable.
It's against my nature, against what's written in my imaginary Oxford dictionary, against my Tangent of a straight line.
I don't blame them. Maybe they do not know me well enough? Obviously. Those who know me personally would know that I have a dozen of halos above my head, shinning and beaming brightly with a heart pure as snow.
Don't believe me? Ask Kho Leet Liang.
I have so many things happening, it's weird cause' some has totally nothing related to me. Literally. Whereas somethings just continue to worsen and worsen by the day I want to shut and lock myself in the room and just rot.
Bear me, I'm typing with emotion not by worrying brooding over who reads my blog or to desperately gain readers or any means.
I screwed up so badly by not knowing how to explain what is 'initial phase' in Simple Harmonic Motion. Okay, I know what the hell is it but how the bloody heck am I supposed to derive every single element from what's been taught in lecture a couple of days ago?
Agitated. Not so, since I bought 550 rubles worth of travel pass which means I can travel to wherever I want via bus or train around Volgograd. No more panicking whether I have 10 rubles for rides, I can blissfully swiftly open my wallet and show to the conductor.
I feel upgraded.
Ungraded in a bad way in some means.
No comments:
Post a Comment