this is propaganda. memorise the lyrics of this chorus:

if i could, then i would.
i'll go wherever you will go.
way up high, or down low.
i'll go wherever you will go.

yes. a summary of what i did today. despite having an interclass soccer match, i went with gugly and gang to tiet. totally perfect dope shit. i had fun and was bouncing up and down like a crazy soccer ball. wait, my friends say i always do that. okay.

what struck me the hardest today wasn't the peanut butter session but how miss caroline chan almost called my parents. 2 classmates were sitting on top of each other on one chair, humping one another like a pair of horny couple, and because of the great amount of force exerted, the chair gave way. because i was near where the chair broke, i was also retained with the other 2 classmates after the lesson. miss chan called the mother of one of my classmate, but left me out after i said, "i've been beginning to do my work frequently. is this the kind of reward i should get.?" maybe that got miss chan thinking. she considered and asked me to return to class. relieved but also sad at the same time. you see, i'm not the kind of person who let out all the feelings inside me and get everybody closed affected. i'd rather be extremely conservative and keep it all inside. i was thinking: it's my duty to do her work. if i choose not to, i shouldn't be studying. but my parents and dreams wants me to complete my studies. but i don't want to, but i'm forced and have to. is this not but a boring life cycle.? finish your studies. work. spend all your money after you retire. die and go to hell to tan. GRRRR. somebody do something.!

May A God Descend Now And Do Something Miraculous In Life.