So come with me where dreams are born

I have a classmate, called Jelly Yah*(Jewel Yeo). And guess what, she is just the most disgusting baka you can ever meet in the whole of your entire life to actually have as a classmate and sit next to. Sitting next to a certain *sparkling* gem is just living hell and spending even one period of lesson with her elevates your suicidal and homicidal thoughts. ( not to mention recess and lunch and SHIT)

AND SHE WILL NEVER EVER LET YOU OFF, AND MY MENTOR, A CERTAIN MR YEO, WILL NEVER LET ME CHANGE SEAT SO THAT I CAN SIT ALONE! WHY THE FUCKING HELL IS IT SO HARD TO BE IN SOLITUDE??? WHY CAN'T HOMOSAPIENS JUST LEAVE OTHER HOMOSAPINS ALONE WITHOUT HAVING TO MAKE A COMPLETE SHIT OUT OF OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES.

WHY WHY WHY

and i just realized(stupid of me), that NUS High has a flair for crushing your spirit, making you feel you're just totally stupid and worthless. Well, maybe that's just me, because i'm not that smart so i fail every single piece of shit ever since  the first day i'm here. Advice: NUS High isn't a place for the faint hearted, if you are really concerned about grades and marks. because, i assure you, if you are not in the GEP program in primary school and you come here, you will just get lousy shit for most stuff (especially the elective and enrichment modules if you feel like taking them) e.g getting ZERO and <5 for math olympiad tests ( i assure you anything around 1-3 marks is pretty common ) so if you think you can't take the sheer shock and horror of getting a big fat zero on your paper like those scenes you used to describe in your compos after probably getting 1st for everything in primary school, then, my advice is don't come here. You will just feel horribly shocked and tearful after you get back your first test, then after that you will just feel you're the worst person ever and maybe you don't deserve to live because of that. i'm not kidding. and, how does 56 pages of math for the weekend sound like? cool? manageable? unfortunately i ain't that resilient and strong inside, so i tend to collapse quite easily. hence right now instead of doing math like i should because there is math lesson and a math test later, i am here! writing this! i just can't pick myself up to do anything anymore, homework and crap, i've already been doing them for the past hour and i'm dead tired. yes, i'm tired. really, really.

”¡puɐ˥ ɹǝʌǝN ɹǝʌǝN uᴉ 'ɹǝʌǝɹoɟ 'sƃuᴉʍ uo ʎlɟ llᴉʍ ʇɹɐǝɥ ɹnoʎ puɐ 'sƃuᴉɥʇ ʎddɐɥ ɟo ʞuᴉɥʇ ʇsnſ ˙pǝuuɐld ɹǝʌǝu sᴉ ǝɯᴉʇ puɐ 'uɹoq ǝɹɐ sɯɐǝɹp ǝɹǝɥʍ 'ǝɯ ɥʇᴉʍ ǝɯoɔ oS“

˙,,ǝɟᴉl,, 'pǝɹǝpᴉsuoɔ ɥʇɐǝp puɐ uoᴉʇdo uɐ sɐ ǝpᴉɔᴉns ɥʇᴉʍ ǝɟᴉl llɐɔ ʎllɐǝɹ sɹǝɥsɐ ǝʍ ʎɥʍ sᴉ sᴉɥʇ ˙ɥʇɐǝp ǝɔɐɹqɯǝ ᴉ 'ǝɹoɟǝɹǝɥʇ ¿ǝɹnsolɔ ou ɥʇᴉʍ ʎʇᴉuɹǝʇǝ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ ƃuᴉʌᴉl ɟo ʇuᴉod ǝɥʇ sᴉ ʇɐɥʍ ɹoɟ 'ǝɟᴉl ou sᴉ ǝɹǝɥʇ 'ɥʇɐǝp ʇnoɥʇᴉʍ ˙ǝɟᴉl ɟo ʇɹɐd ɐ 'ʎlqɐʇᴉʌǝuᴉ ǝq sʎɐʍlɐ llᴉʍ ɥʇɐǝp

¿noʎ ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥʍ 'ɹǝdɐǝɹ ɹɐǝp ¿noʎ ǝɹɐ ǝɹǝɥʍ 'ɹǝʇǝd 'ɹǝʇǝd ˙uoos sǝɯoɔ ʎɐp sᴉɥʇ ǝdoɥ op ᴉ

sʞɹoʍ plɹoʍ ǝɥʇ ʍoɥ ʇsnɾ sᴉ 'sᴉɥʇ 'ǝqʎɐɯ

¿ʇᴉ ʇ,usᴉ 'pǝʇuɐʍ sʎɐʍlɐ ǝʌɐɥ sɹǝɥʇo ʇɐɥʍ 'pǝʇuɐʍ sʎɐʍlɐ ǝʌɐɥ ᴉ ʇɐɥʍ sᴉ sᴉɥʇ ˙sɹɐǝʇ ou 'ssǝupɐs ou 'ssǝɹʇs ou ˙ǝɹoɯ ou ǝuo ou ʇɹnɥ llᴉʍ ᴉ puɐ 'ǝɯ ʇɹnɥ ɹǝʌǝ llᴉʍ ǝuo ou 'ǝpnʇᴉlos uᴉ ǝuolɐ ʇɟǝl ǝq ʎllɐuᴉɟ llᴉʍ ᴉ ˙plɹoʍ sᴉɥʇ ɟo ǝɔuǝloʌǝlɐɯ ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ ʎɐʍɐ puɐ 'ǝɟɐs 'pɹᴉq ǝǝɹɟ ɐ 'ʎʇᴉuɹǝʇǝ ɥƃnoɹɥʇ 'ǝɔɐǝd uᴉ 'ʎɐl llɐɥs ᴉ 'pǝᴉɹnq ɯɐ ᴉ ǝɹǝɥʍ qɯoʇ ʇɐɥʇ uᴉ ˙ɟlǝsʎɯ ɟo pnoɹd ɯɐ ᴉ puɐ 'sǝᴉɔᴉlod puɐ llᴉʍ uʍo ʎɯ uo pǝʇɔɐ ǝʌɐɥ ᴉ 'ɯopǝǝɹɟ ǝɥʇ 'ǝɹǝɥ ʍou sᴉ ʇɥƃnos sʎɐʍlɐ ǝʌɐɥ ᴉ ǝɔɐǝd ǝɥʇ ʍouʞ ᴉ ɹoɟ 'ƃuᴉlᴉɯs ʎɐl ᴉ 'ǝɔɐɟ ʎɯ ɟo ʇᴉq ʇsɐl ǝɥʇ dn sɹǝʌoɔ puɐs ǝɥʇ sɐ ˙ʇᴉ puᴉɟ ʇ,uɐɔ ʇsoɥƃ ʎɯ uǝʌǝ dǝǝp os ɟlǝsʎɯ ʎɹnq puɐ ǝloɥ ʇɐɥʇ oʇuᴉ ʇɐǝɹʇǝɹ oʇ ɟlǝsʎɯ ƃuᴉdlǝɥ ɯ,ᴉ ¡sdlǝɥ ʇɐɥʇ ǝqʎɐɯ ɐɥɐɥ ˙ɟlǝsʎɯ ɹoɟ ƃnp ᴉ ǝʌɐɹƃ ʇɐɥʇ oʇuᴉ ɹǝdǝǝp ǝɯ ƃuᴉʞɔns 'ǝɯ ƃuᴉuᴉɐɹp sᴉ ʇᴉ ¿pǝʌloʌuᴉ ɟlǝsʎɯ ƃuᴉʇʇǝƃ dlǝɥ ʇ,uɐɔ ʇsnɾ ᴉ ɹǝʌǝʍoɥ 'uɹǝɔuoɔ ʎɯ ɟo ǝuou ǝɹɐ sƃuᴉɥʇ ʇsoɯ ʍouʞ ᴉ ɹoɟ 'ɥʇɹɐǝ sᴉɥʇ uo puɐ ǝɟᴉl ʎɯ uᴉ 'pǝuǝddɐɥ ɹǝʌǝ sɐɥ ǝɹǝɥʇ ƃuᴉɥʇʎɹǝʌǝ ɟo pǝɹᴉʇ puɐ ʞɔᴉs ʎllɐǝɹ ʇsnɾ ɯ,ᴉ 'ǝɹoɯʎuɐ ǝɹɐɔ ʇou ᴉ uɐɔ