responsibility and respondent

Recently a certain teacher, well known for his camel-sounding accent and infamous for his angry ramblings has preached his perception of an ideal commitment. Raging towards first grade predominately with second grade and the sixteen age group also in the firing line, he accused many of irresponsibility in terms of training and commitment towards the rugby program. Amongst an abundance of idiocy does come an important message. I too have this responsibility but am not fulfilling it to the best of my ability which has got me thinking of the responsibilities we all have.

choose and purpose

"It's like we're going through the motions of a scripted destiny." Simple Plan - When I'm Gone
It may be that Simple Plan is a relatively mainstream band; most would say well known for their teenage angst songs of an "emo teenager whining about life" but it is this one line that sums up my current mood. For i feel purposeless in that i am just going through the motions of my daily life and not living life. Many would say stop being the 'teenage parasite' described in many canon texts but that's my current state of mind.

wasting and waking

The winter rain, omnious and dull, nonetheless has shone through many important lessons. The onslaught of study has not produced the spoils expected for many people including me. Terrible results in all subjects has taught me a lesson that i should pay a lot more attention to many aspects of my life that need improving.

age and agenda

Sometimes things change as your age changes such as your attitudes and activities. Your consumer sovereignty might change (thanks to economics) but some things just never change. I never really knew what this meant, then again being only a ripened age of sixteen, this fact hasn't really crossed my mind until recently.

believe and beyond

Stress is a terrible thing and trust me if going to a selective school teaches you anything it would be that this statement rings true. The half-yearlies have been quite a burden for everyone including myself and although every exam is another relief, another one soon takes it place. English Extension consisted of an essay about Utopia. It would be quite stereotypical to talk about what a utopia actually means (not to mention draining on a fed-up utopia-cluttered dead-brain) instead i shall put forward that you must believe in order to go beyond.