I do contradict myself sometimes.
Today in GP class i wrote an essay asseerting my point that youths at present have better lives than youths of the past.
Yet i would give up everything just to laze around and lead a completely academically free life. Especially what i have to bear every lecture, the notes copying, hand aching, trying to doze off into dreamland with my eyes open.
Maybe i'll quite school, rear chickens and sell them for a living... or engage in barter trade.

My mum would probably say i'm talking nonsense now.

Guides on monday really tires me out. All the travelling and the intangibility of my contributions.. But i get to meet up with people, so oh well.

I'm really tired now!
And i think i write good poems.