Teenage angst... That's probably what people will call it. Screaming, shouting, cursing, swearing - all because of something so dumb that is otherwise known as SCHOOL LIFE.

Simple analogy/acronym:
SCHOOL = Stupid, Catastrophic, Hellish, Or Otherwise Laxative

Ok, that was random.

But yes, teenage angst... This arises from not just school life, but also a certain, should I call it an enemy to humanity, or should I just call it a 'thing'? Ok, a certain thing called PW (i.e. Poo and Wee-wee) that screws up your entire life, and makes you look like something which you vomit out when you unwell. Although life is screwed up enough when you're in JC (Jigoku* College), PW + JC life would make life, if you have any that is, unbearable. So much for caring for the society and welfare of students.

The whole point of all this nonsensical crapping?
- Cue for drum roll -
dum,
dum,
dum,
dum,
dum,
dum,
... (drum roll can stop here)
LIFE IS IN A COMPLETE MESS FOR ME RIGHT NOW.

Seriously. My civics tutor (aka form teacher, aka the one who manipulates half my history grades) told the entire class this afternoon, that we should actually spend at least an hour a day doing revision. And by our second year in JC, we need to have at least 3 to 4 hours of revision a day. [Note that he stated 'revision', and not 'revision + homework'.]

Some simple statistics of a regular day:
Hours of sleep - 6 hours
Hours spent in school (including traveling to and fro from home) - 8 hours schooling, 2 hours or so of traveling
- Now this takes up 16 hours of the day already. If you want to include toilet visitations, meal times, and time set apart for homework, and some time for relaxation, I would have barely an hour for revision. But trust me, should I have CCA (Photography =D), I would have no time for neither relaxation nor homework.

So to make things simple, there's no time for revision, at least not when you have Poo and Wee-wee to worry for.

Basically, this post is to waste 5 minutes of your life so as to hear me rant. Should you find anything unsatisfactory, you can try complaining through the comments section, or you could jump down from the 10th level of a high-rise building. (I suggest the first suggestion, since the latter could result in death, whether intentional or unintentional.)

This message is brought to you by an angst-y teenager who has no motivation in life to carry on. The cake is a lie!

*Jigoku = Hell in Japanese

Uttered by Matt at 8:45 pm  

Labels: Quirks of Life, Random