Entry 13

Date: 03|03|09
Entry: 13
Time: 2300hrs


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Hey guys, Hitz here.

Sorry that this has taken so long but I have a rather valid explanation.

1. I am currently in boarding and am stressed like shit.
2. I lack the time and energy to lift a finger let alone type.
3. Despite having a boiling mixture of emotions and thoughts for a mind, I find it hard to convey them into a post entry.

Now, lets take it from the top. Point 1.

The reason I am in this horrid state of stress and unapparent need to exclaim a multitude of vulgarities and bouts of hatred and distaste is my rather abrupt transition from my comfortable room to a shared, four bed room. Simply speaking, I find it hard to adjust completely to the boarding school system. Regulations and not to mention school next door are not very comforting thoughts mind you.

The only real awesome thing I've come to realise, is that the peanut butter is great and the toaster is awesome. Screw everything else, I'm gonna burn it all. My desk is peeling, aircon doesn't turn on till 10:30. Prep also sucks. How many of you reading this can just sit an study for 2 whole hours straight? I sure can't. I use that time to do random things such as, lines, unnecessary homework and of course, thinking of what to do next.

Contrary to popular belief, I am not doing as well as I expected in school. I do aspire to improve and I am indeed dropping A mathematics. A big F U to YLB.


Onto Point 2.

After much deliberation I have brought myself to the point that I am able to pull myself together and actually do SOMETHING. My blood sugar is rather low and I do believe that I need more cookies and drinks to sustain myself. Looks like I'm due for another trip to the vending machine.

I do have to say, the boarding school really does have the mysterious ability to suck all the energy out of you. Needless to say, My skating skills are rather mediocre now. My drumming is still okay though. Thank God for my music.

The boarding school timetable also spreads over most of my free time. I would very much enjoy the day that I finally get out of my festering pit of misery. In time, however, I hope to adjust and actually be able to cope.

Finally, Point 3.

My mind is not tormented. It is merely full of thoughts that are either too obscene and full of hate, or too private and/or misunderstood to be posted here. However, I will post one or too of them.

Firstly. The hate.

Lemme just get something straight here. I HATE MY F*CKING JOB IN THE CLASS COMM. I DO NOT RELISH IN THE FACT THAT I AM PLACED IN THE DISCIPLINARY CATEGORY OF THE COMMITTEE AND I AM NOT A "NO NONSENSE" PERSON. I DETEST THE COMPLEXITY OF MATHEMATICS AND I WISH TO ELIMINATE THOSE INVOLVED IN SCREWING UP MY STUDIES WITH IT. YLB AND KT RESPECTIVELY.

NO I AM NOT LYING. YES I AM HONEST. AND NO I WILL NOT, REPEAT, WILL NOT CLEAN UP YOUR SHIT FOR YOU. AM I UNDERSTOOD? NO.

Secondly. The more private ones.

Their called Private for a reason. No.


My new classification of myself.
I am not emo, merely depressed.
I am not untidy, just unable to clean up.
I am neurotic to the point that weekends are my only escape.
I now hate the numbers 2 and 3. I also hate the letter D.
The name Lee Kong Chian is offensive to me.
I am not, I repeat, not an Indonesian.
I am not a scholar, officer, nor a gentleman.
I do not believe that the best is yet to be.
I do believe that the best is yet to come in 46 days or 12 weeks.

Lets end this on a high note so I don't spread my hatred and depression to you guys.

My braces are coming off tomorrow. (Today, if you're reading this in the morning.)
I am looking forward to all weekends and the March holidays.
My boarding experience will come to a tremendous end in 12 weeks. keep counting guys.

Video's such as my braces removal and a compilation of stunts and me on my board will be posted ASAP.

Other video projects such as my supposed short movie may be canceled until further notice.

I want a cookie now.

Hitz signing off

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Time: 2350hrs