Surviving. // Sunday, April 14, 2013
اَلسَّلاَمُ عَلَيْكُمْ وَرَحْمَةُ اللهِ وَبَرَكَاتُهُ
I'm used to it by now, the sheer disappointment of being let down by the people you thought would be there for you forever. But who believes in forever? Forever is not dying, forever is living until the end of time. No one wants to die, but who wants to live until the end of time? Death is inevitable. So why believe in forever? In conclusion, don't depend too much on people. They won't be able to be there for you forever. ((ahaks what type of conclusion is this))
bm english math history addmaths biology physics chemistry pendidkan syariah islamiah pendidikan al-Quran as-sunnah ha ha ha i could die.
Mid years are coming up and I'm definitely not prepared. I haven't fully conquered the form 4 topics yet and I'm still struggling with the form five topics. It's bad enough I stay back at school every day until six and I usually reach home from school at night and have no time to squeeze tuition in my already packed schedule ((not that I'm considering tuition, it's just everybody keeps talking about me going to tuition)). Then there's the fact that I have mountains of homework that's usually due the next day or the day after that or some day somewhere in the same week. Then there's oral test for english and english drama and teachers counting on you and not getting to sleep at night and being cranky the next day and the day after that and forgetting projects and accidentally leaving assignments at home and ""memorize this because it counts for spm"" and not being able to get marks for your memorization because of a sore throat and do overs and bd021 something something and new topics and more homework and demerits for not submitting this or passing that up late and punishments for coming to school late and dropping a subject for spm and having melodramatic teachers who just won't let go of it and waiting for your parents to pick you up for two to three hours occasionally soaked by the rain and being absent because of colds and fevers and getting held back and not being able to solve the equation, what's the square of that, find the sum to infinity, find x where's x who's x what's x, parenthesis parenthesis, turn in the module today and not turning it in and minus-ing merits because of that and friends not showing up for the oral test ((it's a group thing)) and letting down teachers and just barely, barely, surviving the whole thing with little of hope of being so sane during the mid years.
And don't even get me started on procrastinating.
If this is what SPM is all about, then I guess I'll have to cope.
And I guess I'll be too busy coping with this big basket full of crazy that I won't have any spare time to even give a crap about haters and balk-talkers and backbiters and backstabbers and fake friends and hypocrites and liars and crying at night feeling so stressed about homework or choosing not to do revisions because there's just too much to do you know you can never finish it by the next day you decide not to do anyfreakinthing at all.
And I'll survive all of this, with a smile, even, because I just know I will.
Peace be upon all of you survivors.
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