So this time last year, I probably wouldn't have given a flying shit about english exams, and I would probably study once, just looking through my book just before a test. But seeing that got me a C in my yearly report, I decided I should probably do something about it. And I am, it's just that I think I might be taking this too seriously. But I still want to have that nice, sharp "A" next to english.
I regret not focusing on english earlier. I know it's going to come back and fuck over my ambitions to become a lawyer one day. And then I can hate myself even more than I do right now. I should probably stop complaining and just do something about it.
Started reading Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. It really freaks me out sometimes. A literal production line of foetuses, being treated differently so they fit into a different "caste". i.e The lower castes are made to think that pain is beneficial, so they work better in tough conditions, whereas the higher castes are made smarter, so they can work. The concepts behind it are so sickening, but the author has a weird sense of humour as well, which I find and intriuging. But it really is a good book, although you should probably be ready for all the weirdly sickening thoughts behind the entire Utopia in which the novel is set in.
*Shudders*
Also, I got the OK from my parents about Rise Against, and I'm fully pumped for it. :D. Can't wait.
I'm confused these days.
This post was insubstantial substantial (now).
Yesterdays post made up for it, though. WAS AWESOME :D
