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i've taken the MRT more this year than i ever have in a lifetime. there's a certain charm about it. bright lights, no whistle. by metal gates, i meet people with jobs to tend to, phone calls to answer. starving families, bills in letter boxes - these people have lives.
that aside, i've come to the conclusion that i genuinely and sincerely hate Economics. i hate it even more than last year's A. Maths, which i didn't think was humanly possible. if my hatred for Economics were translated into the total amount of garbage in the world's landfills, it would mean no one bothered to reuse or recycle.
edit: how does one obtain absinthe, if one is unlucky enough to live in Singapore?
that aside, i've come to the conclusion that i genuinely and sincerely hate Economics. i hate it even more than last year's A. Maths, which i didn't think was humanly possible. if my hatred for Economics were translated into the total amount of garbage in the world's landfills, it would mean no one bothered to reuse or recycle.
edit: how does one obtain absinthe, if one is unlucky enough to live in Singapore?