With a quick installation I can now blog from my tablet.
Anyhow, if secondary school were a marathon, at this point of time, it has finally come down to the last ten metres. With a final hurdle in the way, of course in the form of exams (SPM), one can't help just sprinting like a mad cow to the finish line. Cause, it has been one hell of run up to this point. Five fucking years eh? Finally.
Well, what's a race without its competitors?
When you have an Usain Bolt on your left with a handful of koko certs and a Tyson Gay on the other with a 10k scholarship to some famous university, what else is someone like me to do? A kid who has been going through the motions for years. I used to refer myself as a frog in a well (or colloquially under a tempurung), but after meeting so many different people, seeing how the actual world looks like, this frog wants to go back to his well/tempurung. I realized why ignorance is bliss.
Then, the realization hit me... You know what? Screw it!
What the hell am I to allow myself to be pressured like this?
It's not some race with others to see who finishes the fastest, ran the furthest or jumped the highest.
I'm running alone and I'll set my own pace and milestones.
So maybe I won't be the valedictorian of some esteemed instutute or create the cure of douchebag-syndrome. (unless I want to that is.)
I'm gonna finish this bloody race whether its first or last and then run wherever I set myself.
Anyhow, if secondary school were a marathon, at this point of time, it has finally come down to the last ten metres. With a final hurdle in the way, of course in the form of exams (SPM), one can't help just sprinting like a mad cow to the finish line. Cause, it has been one hell of run up to this point. Five fucking years eh? Finally.
Well, what's a race without its competitors?
When you have an Usain Bolt on your left with a handful of koko certs and a Tyson Gay on the other with a 10k scholarship to some famous university, what else is someone like me to do? A kid who has been going through the motions for years. I used to refer myself as a frog in a well (or colloquially under a tempurung), but after meeting so many different people, seeing how the actual world looks like, this frog wants to go back to his well/tempurung. I realized why ignorance is bliss.
Then, the realization hit me... You know what? Screw it!
What the hell am I to allow myself to be pressured like this?
It's not some race with others to see who finishes the fastest, ran the furthest or jumped the highest.
I'm running alone and I'll set my own pace and milestones.
So maybe I won't be the valedictorian of some esteemed instutute or create the cure of douchebag-syndrome. (unless I want to that is.)
I'm gonna finish this bloody race whether its first or last and then run wherever I set myself.
