One Hundred And Fifty Fricken' Dollars.

Updates: God hates me. As soon as I put on my pants and got
prepared to leave the house, the thunder storm whimpered into
a little drizzle. Seriously man, striking me down with lightning would
be SO much easier, wouldn't it?


You know what the E.A.G.L.E.S. award is?
Yea, that's it, the Edusave Awards For Achievement, Good Leadership,
and Service.

It's One Hundred and Fifty Fricken' Dollars.
It's especially exasperating, when you've spent the best part
of 4 years slogging off in a CCA that everyone considered the ass
end of CCA's in school, having endured all the bullshit by your
fellow peers and even seniors.


Well, it's certainly rewarding,
getting the Colours Award (Merit) in recognition of 'Outstanding
contributions to the CCA' and getting rewarded with an A1 and
an equally impressive CCA certificate.


But fuck it,
when it boils down to things
I WANT THE MONEY.


Never Ever Think For Once that School examinations
don't count for jack shit. Oh bloody fuck, and I qualified
on every front, except Academic Achievement.
There goes 4 years and $150 cash, down the drain.


And with 4 birthdays that I have to splurge on in the next month and
the refusal of my parents to give me allowance unless I'm in school,
that extra money would've helped alot.

Fucking hell.


Man, I'll just do the EMO thing and go drench myself in the rain instead
of bitching.

Study, study, study.

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Ronin is my new favourite local band.
I mean, I've heard them on the radio
but catching them live, you must give them Kudos for their
showmanship, especially their front man.


If only the school had such good taste while hiring acts for
post examination activities in the past 3 years. Bitches,
they have to wait till the post examination activities don't apply
to me BEFORE getting some good taste.

Well, I'll go dance with Black Maria instead.