morgueville,heartland living.

i can't help but feel a sense of emptiness when my papers finally end next monday. (but still, to hell with all who are done with exams. i am not done yet.) maybe it's how all my life, exams are so frequent they are come-and-go. the feeling is more 'oh. i'm done with my general certificate of education advanced level examinations. fine then.' rather than 'hoorah-fuckin'shitheaditsfreedomwoooohoooooo!!!'


i feel jaded.


i wouldn't want to think of the end of junior college life as the beginning of a brand new chapter. of course i will miss schoolmates, friends, some teachers and the whole where-is-our-next-lecture-at routine. of course it is the end of wearing uniforms and lame school politics and gossip-guilts.


i guess i had a very different junior college life than most people. i have had lectures sitting on the floor every week, discussing sexual innuendoes and human nature. i had sweets and homemade brownies during lessons at the ripe old age of 18. i play with colours and get frequent learning malfunctions by having a more colourful-than-thou beige uniform week by week. yes, i had boring econs lectures. but still.


i am drowned in my own indifference.