The Clock Strikes Twelve

OMG EVERYTHING I WROTE HERE JUST DISAPPEARED. AND I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO TIME/INTEREST IN RETYPING THE WHOLE POST. BUT I AM SURE… IT DISAPPEARED O: FOR A REASON!

If I were to be living in the countryside, a place where the pace of life isn’t that fast, a place where maybe competition is not that strong. Living in Singapore, it’s sometimes really so tiring. Competition is everywhere… you just have to be better than the others. And being born and raised in Singapore, I have already developed a certain something that drives me to want to be the top. And sometimes its just that tiring. Mrs Raymond said that Australians aren’t that hardworking as us… and they have other more important things to attend to. And they don’t have tuition (not that I have any) at all.

You know, after working so hard in school, I sometimes wonder if all this is really worth it. I realised that if I want to be the top, I have to put in so so much effort. I don’t have the discipline, the brains. And I realised how I don’t get Maths so easily. And how my Chinese really sucks.

But this is Singapore, I guess? You’d have to work hard to get somewhere. When I complete my education, I want to be someone who can make an impact on this world. Because I don’t want to be forgotten when I’m gone. But after decades spent in doing these things, I’d just retire in a small countryside (considering they still exist in decades later), and not worry about anything (considering I have enough money).

I think I’m getting stressed… o.o

In fact I am.

Homework’s piling… When I complete one, another comes. When I complete another, two more come.

Signing off,

Shawn!