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I'm just a mess, basically. I wished I didn't care about anything most of the time.

Sometimes it gets difficult waiting on people all the time. My dad taught me: Never make others wait. I remember he used to fly into rages when anybody made him wait. I was taught being early was a virtue ( ok, doesn't apply to school I'm sorry. Nothing applies to school. It's a different entity entirely. It exists in it's own special universe. ). Over the years I realise I grew to expect things from people. Then, I grew to realise that nobody bothers. When no one bothers to actually be on time, to actually reply after receiving a question, a message, what's the point. Letting go of it is easier than feeling like a ghost, an invisible being, that isn't worth 2 minutes of someone else's life, for them to think of a response.

If you care you'd reply. You'd actually give me an answer. And not, yeah, maybe. Maybe I'd be free. Guess what, maybe I won't. I don't subscribe to the notion of 'I'm tight on time'. 2 minutes to reply me won't mess with your study schedule. What matters is effort. You either have it or you don't.

[Disclaimer. I'm using 'you' as a collective noun for people I know, and not referring to a specific person. You'd actually give me an answer sounds better than people'd actually give me an answer yea ! Yea, Eli Tan I know what you would ask me ohkayy haha.]

I'm not sure why I'm so hung up over this issue.
It's probably one of those phases when I really feel like, just a walking bucket of shit.
Maybe I'll get over it soon.
Maybe not.
Most likely after lab is over.









Lab is honestly a disaster. Every single Monday I go there and I'm totally lost. Whole fucking world expects you to just know. Guess what only the fucking scholars know alright. Get your system right.
There's something flawed when everybody other than the foreigners don't understand anything, and shit can still get done. Everybody's just copying. And when the Lab TA's look at you like you're some idiot when you don't understand something, there's something wrong. The scholars aren't your only students.
Good job, education system. I applaud you.

Seriously, fucking hate lab.

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