Hatred-inspired

"Is it dead? "

"Nope. Definitely not."

"Then?"

"Just being lazy, I guess."

That's basically sum up my inner monologue, when I think about writing a blog post. Yass. It's definitely not a daunting job as compared to teaching or researching. Still, there exists a struggle between the willingness to write with the time management. 

It's been a year since I'd graduated from my degree program. Call it an achievement, I prefer to call it a milestone. Or simply just another tick in everybody's 'Things U do B4 U die' list. The gap between graduation's date and today's date is rather short. Somehow it becomes a measure of success. Regardless what you have achieved at this point, people tend to peek into other's life, dig up some details and hence competition is created eventually. 

Well, being a postgraduate student (I know, I know, I've stressed it so many times, but I DON'T CARE, I LOVE IT), seeing people surrounding me, whether I like it or not, they are just fighting and competing. I don't mind you share your glorious insights with me, cause I just put on my best face and smile it away.

                                         

I applaud you for the greatest achievement you have attained. 

I pity you for any disaster or stupid cat fight that fall on you.

Oh, what a wonderful life. 

Oh, what a shitty life.

Man, I'm so good at these,  

Well, next thing I wake up in the morning, you still do you, and me still do me.

So no intersection point, and hence I consider ourselves as parallel lines.  

But some people, or irrelevant people, like to diminish other people's life. 

"Do research, where got stress?"

"You don't know outside world one la, stuck in the uni forever."

"You don't understand our working life stress. "

I know doing master and PhD aren't your thing.

But bitch please, don't assume you are the only one with super high stress, 

I get it, you have peer pressure, OT stress, boss pressure etc.

Well, everyone gets it. 

Not everyone is free of stress, unless you have Alzheimer or mentally retarded. 

Thus no point whining like an oinking pig in the farm.

You go on your life.

But don't ever say something offensive to postgraduate students. 

If you don't like the "you-very-very-free-I-very-very-stressed-lifestyle" I have, you can either f**k yourself or talk to the mirror. 

I bet you always look at the mirror and whingeing with it. 

So far as you see, it's all about your stress.

When I have stress, I don't go here and there, saying "Oh, I'm so stressed!",

"I earn this much but so pressure", 

"I hate working life" etc. 

F*** U bitch // manwhore!!!

There's your life choices. You decide you own path.

I'm not here to be your audience, listening to your pressure, while you seize the opportunity to abase my dignity. 

Somehow I'm a good person outside. I take in all your nonsense grumble and transform it into my motivation energy. I swear to live a better life than you, or at least be happier with my life. I rather enjoy my working life happily than spill all the "stress" words around the surrounding.

As usual, I take my high road, you can just go on your simply miserable super-duper-difficult life. 

Enjoy though.