Monday, October 30, 2006.

Today isn't a very good day.

It doesn't feel good when you get a headache coaching your sister maths, neither does it feel good when you're trying to get people to co-operate with you and they end up doing the opposite.

I abhor it when people take their own sweet time to do what they want, and do not show much seriousness and responsibility towards what they need to do.

It appalls me.

Yes, I know I am temperamental, I know my expectations are high, but I don't think you reserve the right to demean what I've done, and I don't think that's what you do when you check back and realise that you've contributed to the minimal.

I don't see how people can survive if they continue to carry this attitude even till the later years of their lives.

Even though the so-called SASR can be infuriating to hear at times, I am ashamed to admit it does have its value.

Some people just do not have a sense of appreciation and a sense of responsibility (not that I love the school a whole lot but this is just apt).

It's annoying that the amount of money and effort you put into trying to improve something never comes in effective.

Yes, so the attendance part is fulfilled, so there was a bit of the talk and the presentation.

Then where's the rest of it?

Sincerity?

At least from my point of view I see none.

I HATE it when people take things for granted.

I see it too often and I think I'm getting immune to the half-torture half-pain when it happens to me.

So I do all of it for you and when you talk you give that 10% of bullshit which should not be in there.

The point is that you should have done it YOURSELF.

Individual work?

Where's the element of that in your presentation?

You've been spoon-fed ; and I don't see how anything can work out unless something tangible is given to you which you can work on.

And what do you take all these spoon-feeding for?

For granted.

Do they fall from the sky?

No.

I take the time to type, to think and to refer.

What happens?

I really don't know.

I don't really want to know.

My eyes have been opened to so much this year I think I've changed in a few ways.

Sad.

Sad.

Sad.

If only I can holler, I'd feel much better.

Well, maybe.

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