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I was looking in the archives. August 2007. I was in No.1 and still marching up and down, playing a fool with Ming. August 2008. I was in studs kicking ball, playing the last match in 1 year. August 2009. Scaring the poop out of myself with the amount of neurons, NADPH, antigens needed to be stuffed in my brain, tearing my hair off over math problems (understanding X BAR), trying to remember if methylbenzene is friends with how many weird compounds, wondering is carboxylic acid’s marriage more stable than acid chloride’s, figuring out how on Earth I am going to link an egg to tariffs and GDP and finally how to blast away the reader of my essay with bombastic words.

Mr Ang told me not to fry my brain because of A levels. Haha I doubt that will happen. It aint exothermic enough, probably not spontaneous? The journey home was interesting. It got me stoning. Well, I stone all the time anyway. But it was refreshing, it’s true, I’ll never be able to experience firsthand, but I treat it as a blessing. I’ve never been someone with opinion. People force opinions out. Equilibrium. Leave trouble alone, trouble leaves you alone. Though GP’s a great tool to stimulate critical thinking, I just don’t understand why must we keep arguing and arguing. The whole essay is about Argument then Counter Argument and a rebuttal. There’s so much aggression involved. Just fighting to put what you think across, what if I don’t have an opinion? There’s good, there’s bad, I don’t want to decide, I don’t want to fight. Perhaps that’s the reason why I’m always on the losing side.

My dad says, whatever you blog can be used against you when your employer sees this. Honestly speaking, so be it. This is the real me, not someone who wears a mask every day, or being a hypocrite like practically everyone out there (this is kinda harsh). If my dear employer likes me kind of employee, bingo! If you are looking for someone who hides his real character and personality, being ever unpredictable and complex, then don’t bother looking at blogs, because you can find nothing real.

Politics just ain’t my cup of tea or milo, I’m learning it because I have to.







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