The Ripped Soul

Today is a Saturday, the 24th day in the month of September of the year 2005, and guess what? A new blog is born! Hah. If you'd known me since the start of time when I was all about life on the internet, you'd have known jolly well by now that this is my.. 4th? 5th? blog. Yup. I've gone a long, long way. So freaking long, that now, I just feel like giving up this cat and mouse chase, and just give up blogging.

Why would I give up blogging? Because of some NOSEYparkers out there who are just so determined to ruin my life.

Don't know WHY they would search on me. I'm a good kid. I don't rebel against teachers in school. Yeah, I don't do my homework. Yeah, I skip class. Yeah, I skip school. Yeah, I bitch about those with authority. BUT SO WHAT? Don't they BITCH about us students too? You think we don't know? "I don't like this kid, he talks too much in class. I don't like that kid, she doesn't do her homework. What's wrong with these bunch of students? Always playing around in class. Does he have problems? He never concentrates in class. Why is she always sleeping in class?" You think we don't know all that? Hah. Loooosers.

You know, I don't do truancy, don't do defiance, don't do smoking. Drinking? Yes, but outside. Not in school. And when I get drunk, I get myself drunk. No one else. I don't cheat. I don't bully others. I don't vandalise the school's property. Yeah, I draw on my table. But I clean em off at the end of the term. See? IMA GOOD KID. So yeah. What have I done, to deserve this?

You know, if its one thing I don't understand, it is definetly, WHY do some people out there; people whom I'd never give trouble to - gladly throw all their shit in my face. You know its funny? KWEE was telling me off the other day right? He also said this, and it had me thinking the past few nights.

"You aren't like this in school, what right? Why are you so frustrated? Is your life really so bad? Do you need help?"

You should have seen his face really. It was like a constipated look that was buzzing full of questions.

Maybe he should just listen to the song "The Great Pretender" by The Platters. Then he'd understand. Loser.

Till then. This is the first blog of the new season.

Almost 7 days to the N Levels. Pray for me, people.