Thoughts from watching too much TV

It annoys me to the core how I don’t understand every single language there is in this world.

So mark my words.

I WILL be a linguist.

Sarcasm

I was on the bus the other day with two friends on my way home.

We were discussing how sarcastic people tend to have a better command of English.

Personally, I remember how my aunt once said, “Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit”.

I’m pretty fond of what she says actually.

I mean, it doesn’t take a genius to counter someone with flowery language.

But you have to admit that one has to be witty enough to come back with something that is both smart and funny at the same time.

My brother has this Secondary school friend. His English is so flowery you probably won’t understand what he’s trying to say. At least I don’t. The teachers might. I remember reading his essay, credits goes to my bro, and boy is his vocabulary impressive. Can you say superfluous?

I’ll quote some of his words as soon as I dig it up from my files.

So half of my weekends are gone. And time does fly when you are enjoying yourself.

That said, I can’t seem to find any motivation to work too hard these days.

And it’s certainly frustrating to say the least.

笔墨难以形容的心情啊。

Self fulfilling prophecy.

When you think something is going to happen, and you keep bothering yourself with the thought of it, it will eventually come true.

My brother did a tarot spread for me the other day.

And he bugged the hell out of me to have it be on my A levels.

I relented.

It said I was going to be doubtful of my abilities and my mental health would be compromised. That’s putting it nicely.

To be more explicit, it basically said if I did not learn to relax, I will experience some form of mental breakdown and go crazy or loony or something like that. Some kind of split personality thingy. As for my results, fortunately or not, the card said that the future was not  to be revealed.

I’m scared really.

Not of the tarot readings. Of course not.

What is it then?

Ain’t saying. I’m not too sure myself.

Anyway, sometimes, I wonder what the world would be like without me?

If it were going to make any difference.

I’m sure many people have ever experienced things like that.

When the class clown was absent from school and somehow, classes became boring and uninteresting.

Or when your good friend was sick and didn’t make it to school.

We all know how that feels.

How would it be like if I were gone?

That makes me afraid. Not that I’m being narcissistic. Just that I would want to do something people would remember me by, if ever, which I will eventually, leave this world.

To leave my mark.

To contribute to society.

Not just be Jack.

Ok, I’m not trying to be big headed here but oh well. I’m sure there’s this part in everyone that yearns for recognition, be it from your peers or from your family.

And it would suck if you were just plain Jane.

Admit it. I mean come on.

In economics, which is basically the study of human behaviour, we all know the underlying problem every society faces.

SCARCITY: UNLIMITED WANTS + limited resources.

Hmmm.

Guilt

I was blog surfing and realised almost everyone had to write an essay for GP.

Which makes me rather nervous; cause my class has had only one essay assignment to write in the past 3 months?

I hate this part right here.