Why the fuck did I join OAC in the first place. Can't believe a decision to just have a look at the OAC booth during the PDP selection period turned into something of hell on steroids. I am becoming fitter, and hopefully I am losing weight as well, but I keep asking myself from time to time, "You Fuckwit! Why didn't you join the Drama club like you intended to?" I must be too desperate to relive my NPCC experiences in TJC to think properly.
Whatever it is, I am starting to kick myself. Just today, which was rather fun since we got to use the school's adventure tower, I got ostracised twice, one time which was so direct that my name's on it.. Fuck them, fuck this. I am not fucking Mr Incredible (why use that as a reference? I have no fucking idea) and I do not have the proper mindset. So you think you guys can be good, fine, I will make sure I can be just as good, if not better. Even if I get screwed physically by pushing myself, I think I will gain the respect of my teammates and regain my pride.
Other than training up myself, I might as well be patient, and wait for the seniors to GTFO. At least my life would be easier then. No shits screaming at me and stuff. Besides, quitting now would be a waste, I am on my way to getting a NYAA gold anyway, and the exercise would be good for my national service.
Now, I am shit tired, better rest for a new day ahead.
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