Until you find out.. It's a trap.
A one way path into fail. Fail of epic proportions.
I'm thankful for that at least. When you wake the fuck up it feels good. When you take the necessary precautions you start to laugh at the idiots who refuse to heed your words.
I hate to say the words, but I do in the end, all the time.
'I TOLD YOU SO!'
RECIPE FOR EPIC DESTRUCTION AND FAIL.
You hear it all the time, it's never too late to start. They say it at every stage. Why bother, really. To give that false sense of hope? It'll only manage to come crashing down when you're at the end of the road.
We all realistically know when it's too late.
I'd say it's already too late. But what's so bad about floundering till the end? Not as if I have anything much else to try for. I'm not expecting any miracles, but I figure going down without a fight is... lame. Coward's way out.
It's as if this thick fog's been lifted.
I can actually see now.
Oh as a reality check, I broke my retainers. Yeah, the streak of shit isn't over yet, but after awhile, you learn to work with it.
To live and not to breathe, is to die in tragedy.
Common Test Update:
Lol.
So the holidays are here, it's one week off that shithole. The only thing I'm planning to get together is my organic chemistry, and tuition as regularly scheduled. As my luck would have it, I don't get to weasel out of this one - chem teacher (the nice, real teacher that I got this year) had an assignment for all of us - draw a mind map of all organic chem chapters, regarding their reactions and all that shiznit.
This was supposed to have taken an angrier, more provocative tone, but I'm in a great mood after having watched a very enjoyable movie. Departures, or Okuribito in Japanese.
To summarize the show, it's about a down on his luck celloist going back to his home town, where he finds work in the form of am embalmer. (which he did not know at first.) You know what they say, money makes the world go round, so he does it anyway.
The movie details his journey as an embalmer, and how he comes to terms with certain issues in his life.
The recurring theme of life and death is very apparent here, and it's interesting, because death is a taboo of sorts in most societies. Even if it's not something regarded so gravely, death is something people are usually squeamish about. If you will, Departures provides a different perspective on death, albeit in a heart-warming manner, as contradictory or perhaps more accurately, ironic, as that may sound.
Oh and not forgetting this: when the protagonist's wife first came into the scene, I had the shock of my life. Geez, Su Ann resembles her to an uncanny degree. You coulda swapped the two persons and it wouldn't have made much of a difference!
Overall a very enjoyable film, worthy of the Academy award for Best Foreign Film.
Problems don't get solved 'in time'.
Miracles don't just 'happen'.
Hot streaks of bad luck don't just disappear.
Yes, and that is one hot, hot, hot streak I have. I made sure I brought my tie today. Awesome. Check.
PE today, hell, lucky I realized it was an Odd week, so I made double sure I had my PE attire.
But you know Murphy's Law. If you can fuck up, you will fuck up. Untangled my ear phones while on the bus home, sticky, warm and generally just unhappy, but relieved to be out of school.
Only for some godforsaken reason, I removed the clip on the wire, dropped it, and it got swallowed by the jaws of bad luck, never to be seen again. Great, so now my earphones pop out whenever I stretch or move.
Ooo but I never ever use the clip. No need what.
Yeah, fuck it, you try connecting it to a phone. An extra long wire that sometimes gets caught in your pocket. You jerk your head the wrong way and the earphone gets yanked outta your ear. Not nice, since it's noise cancellation, the sudden change in pressures mean a very, very painful ear.
Then there was a CJ girl sitting behind me in the bus, sleeping. It was kinda cute, her head hung back and her mouth wide open, almost lulz worthy. The bus stopped at PP and she jumped up like 2 seconds later, her head turning all 360. I found it hilarious.
Until I somehow smashed my head on a beam when I got off.
No idea how the fuck it happened, but who's the blur idiot now eh, Ian?
On the way home, it started to rain.
Then it stopped.
Seriously, if you wanted to rain on my parade, just go all the way, Don't fuck around like that.