Depression is a seriously illness. Luckily, I don't have it. Sadness and depression are not exactly the same thing. How is it different? I don't know, ask your psychologist.
Anyway, it's a new year and hooray. I'm 18...WEHHH. That doesn't mean it's a good thing. You're legitimately a freaking adult, GROWN UP meaning you are granted with a lot freedom. WRONG! It's not freedom , it's free-DOOM.. You're forgetting I still live under my parents' house. Although it's just more likely your parents will allow certain things permissible but if you make them mad in anyway, then you're screwed pal. Say hello to jail time and death sentences if you committed a crime too because you are an adult. So if you groped a boob be it man's or woman's, that's sexual harassment and you can go to jail, jerk.
You may think "hey, you can do whatever you want now, you don't have to listen to your parents all the time". Yea, if you're want to end like a crackhead or a drunk hobo on the street. Seriously, alcohol is bad for you kids. I would never understand why the heck anyone would want to get wasted and fat. Yes, alcohol does make you fat. Go google that.
It isn't fun, it's stupid. But it's funny when someone else get wasted, and gets hurt in the process and we can go" AHAHAHAHA, man he's so drunk." It's so funny when you get hurt because of your own stupidity. I'm a terrible person.
What are the banes of being old? You have to start thinking like an adult and think about your career and think of ways of being productive. That's what your parents and society wants anyway. For me, I want to old enough to buy and play Mortal Kombat and watch all the Fatalities although I did that before I was 18. Mortal Kombat 9 is sweet!!!
I always thought, when I'm 18, I'm gonna do this and do that, move out and do what most adult do. Well it's not 90210. My life isn't about waking up and brushing my teeth with Jack Daniels and go partying and waking up with a garbage bag on my head like Kesha.
Anyway, let's me talk about something this year. I started college. Yay...nope, not really too happy.I still want to be kid and be a lazy bon bon and watch cartoons. For the first few days of college, I was like "Yay, baby college life." But then you're like "Oh, it's still kinda like school." Maybe that's just for me. .. For me, I'm starting relate it to school because of the classes and homework and assignments and yadayadayada. Here's the worst thing, I still have to wake up early in the morning like 6am,(just like secondary school) get dressed and get out of the house at 6.30am because there's gonna be traffic all the way to college and you have to make it on time for class or you'll get in trouble. And college isn't like school where you finish at 1.05pm, college freaking ends at 4.30pm. When I get home, I have to do my homework whenever there is homework and then sleep.It's just like school.
They say working life is just the same.
If this is just college, then working life must be a she-K9.(try to google that, you'll get what i mean.)
Oh,and I would have to act MATURE about it and start being an adult. *SARCASM*. Nah, I'm gonna continue watching cartoons and play video games. TAKE THAT, ADULTHOOD.
Anyway,on to the topic on the "journey to college", early in the morning I get up and get ready to get out of the house and my dad drives us to the train station just to get to college. And after taking the train, I have to pass through an alley or maybe underground passage. At that alley, I encountered a lot of weirdos trying to get my attention or buy their stuff. And it's bloody annoying. Normally, I get approached by taxi drivers and get
called as "adik" or "ah moi" meaning kid and miss respectively. I get irritated by taxi drivers or people on the street in general because they look at me like an easy target or someone easily to be fooled and try to pursue me to ride their taxis or buy their dookie.
As for those weirdos who try to sell you stuff , it's obviously a scam, here's an advice, don't ever freaking look at them or talk to them.. Last week, a girl and boy approached me when I was in a crowd of adults at a pedestrian bridge in broad daylight. The girl called me "sister" to get my attention and I turned. Big mistake. She started talking but I wasn't listening. I couldn't tell whether she was speaking English or Chinese because suddenly my mind was drifted off somewhere. Whatever language she spoke in, I wasn't paying any attention and just left but she freaking pursued me but luckily my mum was nearby and "saved" me. That was weird, okay. I hate people I don't know suddenly come up to me.But those two people didn't look like average weirdos they look like normal Chinese students from a Chinese school. Guess, these weirdos have all sorts of different looks, huh.
They just approached me, specifically me...why? There's a bunch of people in front of me and behind me. They stood there while other people were passing them but when they saw me, they just walk up to me and asked me a question.
There's no denying I kinda have the easy target look and I'm annoyed that most weirdos would depict me like that. And because that I'm a girl, it's easier.
I have to urge to freaking kick them in the balls whenever strangers come up and ask me questions.
Paranoid, much?
Hey I don't want to freaking get kidnapped, raped, or get chopped up into pieces and be thrown into a refrigerator, okay. I read the newspaper and watch Taken to know that the people are freaking evil. You can't be naive if someone approaches you not matter how innocent they look and asked you to enter a contest , or do a survey or lend them your phone because they want to make a phone call.
Thing about these weirdos on the street is that they aren't dumb. I'm pretty sure they learnt hypnotism , eye contact and whatever persuasive method to get your attention and then when they got you in their trap, you're dead -figuratively and literally.
BE WARY OF PEOPLE IN WHITE VANS.
Anyway, I think I'll wrapped up for today and wallow in mud. Maybe next post, if I'm ever angry or feel like ranting about stuff I know people are gonna scrutinized me for but i don't give a dookie, I'll talk about college life and why adulthood continues to suck.
Have a nice day. Broken pinky out.
Oh the world didn't end, in YO' FACES MAYANS!
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