Lucien Lau
Mugging to bits
Watching : MetalInjection - SlipKnoT mixtape
everyone's like so panicky about O levels. even i start having the mood to study for it, last minute. hope everything turn out fine. pass my math and everything will be right in place. where it belong, it stays.
i'm seriously sad about jerry's incident. his wife needs a repair. all i can do is just sit and stare. he offered help without hesitation to get me my wife, an electric guitar. now, still owing him the money, his wife is in serious condition and all i can do is sit and stare. and see him work his ass off just to repair his wife. i seriously need to reflect on myself. i'm getting a job after my O's. I NEED IT!
speaking of jobs, kind of pissed off with my parents but i didn't pick on anything they said. just force a fake smile. my dad accompanied me to register for O level exams.
he just now asked, in mandarin.. 'eh, you now ITE holiday right? why don't get a job?'
my mum, just told me to study hard for my O's this afternoon, forgot every single bit about O's. sitting beside my dad, she gave a frustrated look which you will see everytime your mum gets angry with you. she said, 'yeah, go get a job!'
i faked a smile, walked into the bathroom thinking, why the hell did i do study so much for, if they reall want me to get a job. get me out of school. i'll get a fuill time job. the pay is much higher than part time. HAPPY? if i fail my O's, fault is on who? me. they never gave a thought about who spiked me and made me think all these things.
and my 2nd brother, still living his ass off my parents, is not getting a job. so what? polytechnic's last year only what. a factor to get in the way of getting a job? FUCK YOU! i'm struggling with my ITE's school work and my O's. and at the same time some other stuff to earn some spare cash. so why the hell is he rotting at home eating shit?
going to church everyday is all he do. praise the lord is the ONLY thing he ever do. if praising the lord will get me money, i will praise the lord everyday, every single moment every minute. if praising the lord really help solves problem. i will praise the lord. everything bad happens to them, they thought god will render his help. actually, the problem just depletes through time or someone fixed it. but NO? everything that are nice happens, like problem solved, getting good grades.
PRAISE THE LORD
they all think it's god's doing. come on. don't waste your time praising the lord, praise me instead. i will give you counselling session and make your problem go away or ease the misery. call me lord then. sheesh.
the other thing he only do is read the bible. like he's going to get enlightenment just by doing that. with his attitude and his fuck face, he's going nowhere.
i don't like him for saying things he can't do. all he do is criticise and such. not much work is done there, alright. so hit the road. talk so much, ignorant talks. do so much, just an action to make people think you are hardworking. think so much, just to prevent it from rusting further because half of it is already covered by rust.
everyone's like so panicky about O levels. even i start having the mood to study for it, last minute. hope everything turn out fine. pass my math and everything will be right in place. where it belong, it stays.
i'm seriously sad about jerry's incident. his wife needs a repair. all i can do is just sit and stare. he offered help without hesitation to get me my wife, an electric guitar. now, still owing him the money, his wife is in serious condition and all i can do is sit and stare. and see him work his ass off just to repair his wife. i seriously need to reflect on myself. i'm getting a job after my O's. I NEED IT!
speaking of jobs, kind of pissed off with my parents but i didn't pick on anything they said. just force a fake smile. my dad accompanied me to register for O level exams.
he just now asked, in mandarin.. 'eh, you now ITE holiday right? why don't get a job?'
my mum, just told me to study hard for my O's this afternoon, forgot every single bit about O's. sitting beside my dad, she gave a frustrated look which you will see everytime your mum gets angry with you. she said, 'yeah, go get a job!'
i faked a smile, walked into the bathroom thinking, why the hell did i do study so much for, if they reall want me to get a job. get me out of school. i'll get a fuill time job. the pay is much higher than part time. HAPPY? if i fail my O's, fault is on who? me. they never gave a thought about who spiked me and made me think all these things.
and my 2nd brother, still living his ass off my parents, is not getting a job. so what? polytechnic's last year only what. a factor to get in the way of getting a job? FUCK YOU! i'm struggling with my ITE's school work and my O's. and at the same time some other stuff to earn some spare cash. so why the hell is he rotting at home eating shit?
going to church everyday is all he do. praise the lord is the ONLY thing he ever do. if praising the lord will get me money, i will praise the lord everyday, every single moment every minute. if praising the lord really help solves problem. i will praise the lord. everything bad happens to them, they thought god will render his help. actually, the problem just depletes through time or someone fixed it. but NO? everything that are nice happens, like problem solved, getting good grades.
PRAISE THE LORD
they all think it's god's doing. come on. don't waste your time praising the lord, praise me instead. i will give you counselling session and make your problem go away or ease the misery. call me lord then. sheesh.
the other thing he only do is read the bible. like he's going to get enlightenment just by doing that. with his attitude and his fuck face, he's going nowhere.
i don't like him for saying things he can't do. all he do is criticise and such. not much work is done there, alright. so hit the road. talk so much, ignorant talks. do so much, just an action to make people think you are hardworking. think so much, just to prevent it from rusting further because half of it is already covered by rust.
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