Can’t help to say this but

Ich bin ein Held.

Lists

THE LIST IS COMPLETE!

To-do List after OP

1. Develop the film from wedding.
2. Pack my room – books, clothes, bags.
3. Do I&R.
4. Sell monitor and other useless shit. (forget it lah, keep)
5. Finish the books I’ve not finished with.
6. Ready the wedding photo album.
7. Select the portfolio, find a webhost, showcase.
8. Pack for Shangri-la.
9. Book tickets to Melbourne. (cancelled, )
10. Get ready for helluva fun in December.

To-get List for Aspirations

1. Flash
2. New leather wallet to replace the torn and tattered Billabong one. LOL
3. 11-16mm (scout team finding) 10-22mm (bought)
4. 100mm macro (scout team finding) 70-200mm (bought)
5. Photog books (torrented)
6. Product design books (awesome shit, more ebooks!)
7. Shelves (an economy of space is FINALLY achieved.)
8. External HDD (sua, use the  1.5TB network drive at cousin’s)
9. Dry Box
10. Dedicated Photo Printer (sua no money)
11. HD Monitor (sua no money)

I need time, god’s grace, and lady luck. I’m going to get my own dot com.

I want to do editorial/photography related services. I’m going to earn some cash. I’m going to be useful and skillful.

This is it.

Proxies

The second coming of Jesus.

Back.

Here’s all I need to say:

I never liked science, and some people just insisted I should do science just cos I took triple science because of some stupid peer pressure mistake I made in Sec 2. Now I’m going deeper in this shit, knowing that I’m better off writing essays and all that, but NO, I had to do science just so I am eligible for science faculties I won’t even bother looking at when I’m looking at my university admission. Now, I barely scraped my promos with an S for Bio, utterly ashamed, and having to drop KI because it’s my 4th H2 and I did not fulfill the sustaining criteria even though I got a B for KI, and that’s when I decided to give people and society a chance, they decided I was the cockroach and didn’t bother reciprocating anyway.

If there’s a God, trust me, your plan for me isn’t working out. From today onwards, I’m not going to listen to people’s advice and take them as final when I know better.

So to that undeserving 2nd class honours chemistry graduate, I hope you find some meaning in your life for signing a bond with MOE to enter teaching as a career because honestly speaking, you having attempted to attack my moral integrity of my character was one that served no purpose but for me to completely despise your intentions in doing so.

Besides, I am not anyone’s gambling chip in the education landscape where the bet is geared for a streak of As or bust of Ds, Es, or Us. I don’t need any leader in any position to tell me that I’m not qualified enough after committing a post hoc ergo proctor hoc argument that I will not do well next year, or that I will do better in GP, all that flying bullshit that’s hitting the fan. Save your crystal ball of predestined bullshit for yourself, and save the rest of humankind your pristine wisdom in sending the future of your nation on a parole of debased hope.

Also, to all other cockroaches unaddressable, get real.