Tuesday, January 12, 2010.
> 10:35:00 AM.
It's Fate.whoever said that, probably was an avid dreamer who puts all hope on this 4 letter word.
they always say; fate, it happens for a reason.
/what the hell's that reason?
and if it were fate that's deciding my life right now, i'd rather stay home and stone till i turn old cause, fate definitely didn't sit down to have a chat with me and told me what to do.
/it was on my own accord.
But what happens when you put in ALL/SOME of your effort into something you've been working hard for years, and get shitty results?
is that fate's was of saying you're a born loser?
/who the hell is fate anyway?
Yes, I'm talking about the O's.
No, I'm not talking about myself.
i cant be this selfless heartless bitch who rants on about not getting the points i wanted cause ultimately i got below 20.
That's a great feat in disguise, cause after a few months of mathematical madness i managed to pass borderline-ly.
I'm talking about the rest who i know put in a great deal of hard work, but reaped shitty results.
blame it on the RI students for being smart, blame it on the examiner for not checking enough, blame it on everyone else who didn't let you study in peace. you can blame it on everyone; but the real question is: Was it fate?
Cause maybe fate wanted you to fail then more doors would open up and you'd be doing something you were meant to do.
Or it could be because you never paid enough attention and was not motivated enough.
/Yes the truth hurts, and it's what people dread to hear.
What am i supposed to do to comfort those who didn't do well?
i really don't know what to say, and it gets worse when they tell me, " hey at least you pass"
cause then i'd feel like some heartless biatch who didn't help enough.
worse, i'd be going to poly and they, stuck in fate's wrath.
And if i were to help, how far would it actually go?
fate is a very funny person i don't really like anymore.
Fate, you can suck my balls.
The ultimate question loiters in the back of my head,
what do i want to do in the future?
i gotta stop having this mentality that i'll wake up and still be in this "era"
because everyday celia's getting older.
Celia's gotta do it someday, grow up and work.
I just need more time.
i used to know what i want.
stuff changed, I got indecisive
CELIAAAA! * pokes head * time's running out.
oh-shitty-pies.
Don't worry people, i will find myself.
i mean, i eventually will right?
