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Thursday, May 15, 2008

I'm kinda negligent these days so I'd only post things that I can recall. This is due to lack of sleep last night, and the night before. And the amount of energy that has been given out. (involves teardrops and laughters at the same time, ironically :)

I personally think that 4E2 doesn't behave like any express class. I reckon Mr Lum is thwarted with us still since we did not take the Prelim exam seriously. Everyone behaved like some deranged person who needs personal medication. How sympathetic! And school sucks, dont you think? Well I don't mean getting cranky with fellow friends sucks too but the system in school kinda get way out of patience. Leopards don't just change their spots. A school full of malevolent and rebellious people would not change the record of their discipline overnight. Everyone has a soft-heart inside. You know when you put fire with fire it just engulf the whole situation. Some water of advices will do, right? We're high school kids, and our priority would be like grabbing some red sexy guitar and headband, you know. Old people are just jealous of our lives, I think so too.

I dont know, but these days I'm suffering from a great disturbance of paranoia. Voicing out what I feel wasn't the best idea, because it all will end up with a continuous argument that will make me speechless. Was I to blame? I thought those things we did started and ended up way,way back? If these things go on and on and on and all the mistakes I did you have to repeat them on me, when do we want to correct them? I don't need a repitition of the aches I made since I had apologetically said sorry. I would say I'm helpless if this love and sacrifices I shared isn't enough.

In a few hours time, we would be considered spending 475200 minutes meaning 7920 hours or 248 days meaning 8 months as one. See I told you, time don't fly. They zoomed probably 123456789km/h. Lately, I guess something that used to complete me have not been present. I don't know, but I'm afraid with the fact that I'm way too naive for this whole thing and heart-stabbing problems would prove how vulnerable I am. The fact that I ain't pretty, smart and well-behaved had always been a threat. And so is my downfall in Prefectorial Board. But this is life, what do I expect? Things wouldn't always start with Once Upon a Time and ends with Happily Ever After. This life, is much too painful. Nevertheless, I lovelovelove the people around me because they made life less painful.





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