is stupidity an act of bravery?

"death, death, and death. the only difference is how slowly it comes." --Candlewax/Con

i can't remember how exactly it had went, but it was somewhere along the line. Candlewax was referring to the choices we have in life.

so anyway, this book is about a stray cat and a street kid, fighting for their survival without a place to call home, apart from the subway tunnels.

the book is sort of from the perspective of the cat, who is addressed as Little Cat through-out. it tells how she survives in such an environment, meeting all sorts of people and going through many kinds of pain.

this street kid sells candles by the subway to earn a living, and he's the only one whom Little Cat is accustomed to. she's wary of other humans, including the girl named Katherine who comes and gives her food all the time.

Feral: wild animals that are not owned or controlled by anyone, especially ones that belong to species which are normally kept by people.

1. we received a DSA (direct school admission) form in school this afternoon. i had my head down on the table as everyone was chaotic about it, and then i heard weiliat saying, "D-ITE-A." that was funny kay!

2. miss christina chua and amalina were arguing about the type of logic needed to solve this puzzle. amalina was persistent on the fact that the dog and cat were not next to each other, but miss chua was dead-set against the idea. "sekali CatDog, how?!" that was funny too, kay!

yeah, the top 2 funny things which had happened today.

had vomitted before mother tongue started. i dont know, was walking into the spare classroom when suddenly had this horrible nausea shit feeling, so straightway ran to the toilet, thank goodness cikgu fatimah hadn't arrived yet.

sat in the classroom for the whole of recess again, this time curled in the little hole at the corner by the back door. it was so painful. but o well.

so who was the bitch who asked to pass the bag during humans? because of whoever, i got scolded by mrs sherri, bloody hell. what an awesome way to end the school day. and to think i had had my hair up for 5 whole periods on my own accord.

got home and went out again, to tamp library, finished up Feral. made my way to urban write after to buy a new notebook. was actually broke, but thank goodness for the Popular voucher which a certain MKI had given me back in august last year.

so i tried milk tea from EAC. honestly, i don't like it. i still prefer the ones i usually drink on my milk tea solitary escapades.

the scariest thing i had encountered today was the crowds at the MRT station. my goodness! there were so many people. i couldn't help it but tried to hide my face as much as possible, but each time i let my hair fall, a voice in my head says: "don't be scary. the hair, douche, the hair. good. no! move it away. i said move it away. don't. be. scary!"

uh huh.

spent three chapters at pasir ris library next, before making my way to maths tuition at 7.30. was walking through the lane to the bus interchange when i felt that nausea again, and i nearly blacked out. but i didn't, so, good.

maths was alright, i understand a little more stuff now. just gotta keep practising, as foster bro says.

let me ask you. can stupidity be considered as bravery?

is it brave if you still have the strength to have a crush on someone like him shortly after a douchebag broke your heart so badly and ruined your life into shambles?