Wednesday, February 2, 2011

What a Ride

I'm going into the army in...what...8 days?

Time really flies, like really. In fact it went so fast I dont think it actually flew. It teleported.
It seems like just last week (nah not yesterday. yesterday would be a gross exaggeration) when this blog was set up. I was a raw 14 year old boy, turning 15 that year. Today, im a well-cooked 18 year old boy turning 19. Four years. Probably four of the biggest years of my life, and they can be summarised very succintly:

2007: In sec 3, I began to screw up my life. Studies which were hanging by a thread was let to drop by a merciless pair of scissors brought upon inevitably by a class with half our malay population.

2008: I didnt even begin to care about studies. Rugby came to a grinding halt. I can still feel the scorch marks from the sudden braking force of my short-lived rugby career.

2009: In JC1, I crashed. With no background in studies, coupled with the fact that i was in the same class as Stittalicious AGAIN, I crashed in studies. Became a rebel without a cause, or maybe the cause was extreme and sudden self-destruction. Cared too much about frivolous things, got affected by frivolous people. I nearly got retained. Missed out of the fucking rugby gold.

2010: Studies began to pick up, but guess what, it was too late. Began caring for even more frivolous people. Made silly but forgivable choices. Failed to prioritise. Failed to see the implications of my misdeamours. Started preparing for probably the biggest exam in my life way too late. Missed out on the motherfucking rugby gold yet again. I would kill for that gold.

So there you have it. In short, I really screwed up my future in these four years. I'm starting to notice my innate ability to spoil things. Army had better be ready for me.

Fing. Im finally back at my real name hurrah.

Posted by Mat Raffles at 1:15 AM