A Second in Nothingness.

Nothingness. What can you say about Nothingness? All you people out there who live simply to tell lame and really Doh! kinda jokes shut up, we all know what you're going to say.

Well, you see I'm sitting for these major exams at the moment. Seriously major as in, flunk this and you life is screwed kinda thing. It's the 'O' Levels. The importance of doing well for this paper is beyond just being important, it has been exaggerated to the point of where failing would equate a failure of Singaporean society.

Things have changed pretty much, a whole 180 invert to be slightly overly-descriptive. For example, the main focus of everybody now is to study and to mug their arses off. Soccer and music, which once held reigning status over the activities among my group of friends has now become another white elephant. People have changed too, everybody has gotten more frantic and disturbed that the exam dates approach closer with every passing second. Close friends have now become fellow competitors for the prize inside the golden box and all must be done to deceive and lead one another to their own fall. A little excerpt from a conversation earlier with a certain friend that I have chosen not to identify 'cos I still wanna be friends with the dude.

Me: "Been studying lately man? I'm effing worried that I won't cover enough.."
Dude: "No, I didn't study at all recently. Haven't even started revision yet."

That was complete bull you lying piece of shit! We just did maths together just 3days ago you stinking liar!

Me: "Really ah? Oh okay, oh do you know how to do Profit & Loss Appropriation? Teach me?"
Dude: "Oh I don't know how to do it too."

I glance over at his file and see words starting at me in neon yellow highlighter ink. PROFIT AND LOSS APPROPRIATION. I proceed to strangle the sick bastard, verbally.

Me: "Eh don't bluff la. Your note's are right there. Borrow ah?" Stretches hand out in slowmo.
Dude: Smacks my hand and hides file in bag "Not mine lah, sister's. Don't touch."

If someone could have read my mind, he would have gotten up to the nearest telephone booth and called the police immediately. I was thinking bad shit, like brutal death metal kinda shit.


How is it that we can allow ourselves to turn into such barbaric and inhumane creatures that rely on underhand tactics to accomplish certain goals. And I'm not referring to me wanting to perform surgery without anasthetic on his face. I meant hiding information and knowledge from people just so that you can have that little upperhand advantage. Just for that, you are willing to risk a friendship and someone's respect for you? I wouldn't, to be honest. I'm just a charitable person at heart, sortoff.

So friendship turns into bitter rivalry, life that we had once known is now a degradation of what was once perfect. And I have spent 20mins sitting in this chair and typing away while the time could have been used for doing my Chemistry.

Another second spent in Nothingness. It's a pretty nice place actually. To be nothing, to feel nothing, to want nothing, to say nothing, to know nothing, to understand nothing, to believe nothing, to trust nothing, to love nothing, to care for nothing, to show appreaciation to nothing, to hate nothing, to kill nothing, to eat nothing, to drink nothing, to want nothing, to give nothing, to touch nothing, to feel nothing, to hear nothing, to taste nothing, to see nothing, and the list can go on a long way more..

Nothing is a nice word after all eh?