(Sunday, February 12, 2006 / 8:22 PM)
you know... i shouldn't be here posting. instead i should be at my desk trying to finish my amath homework.
*shrug*
i'm just taking a breather here. tons of homeworks. there's lit, emath, eng, amath. finish the other except amath in the later afternoon and evening.
later got to spent a few hours doing amath. they are just so difficult to do. got 3 exercises to complete in which one is already consider late in handing in. it was supposed to hand it in last thursday.
really... born into this world 14 years 8 months 20 days. and i'm already sick of the life i'm having. i just don't know the reason why i am born into this world. what's the use of it. nothing will be affected if i die. nothing ... nothing ......
the school is really killing us. does they have to force us to commit suicide then will they be happy? homeworks are suffocating us, and projects are crushing us to half dead underneath.
next week, or this week, whatever, just the week after today, i got 4 important things to do.
CME project to be present.
Literature project to be present.
Chinese drama to be acted out.
Public speaking to be say out.
why do all they to be in the same week. it's killing me ...
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A inspirating avatar i found. yesh, words do kill people. beware or the things you say. it may not mean a lot to you, but they may to the others. you definitely do not like others saying things about you, do you?
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I like this avatar.
i really don't want to grow up. things get complicated in the adult's world. when we were younger, things were much more simple and we were all naive and innocent. we don't put on a fake mask on the outside or hide daggers behind our smiles. we never do that. we were all much purer then.
speaking of this ... i still miss 205. the times we spent together. though you might see us like a scattered ants, we are really united in our own heart. not like now, even if you know your classmates well, you never feel that you belong to the class. because it is like being divided.
we each have our own groups of friends, and they are all from classmates from the last two years. because that's the two years where real friendships begin. when we first went to secondary one, all of us were like in a foreign place, and we knew nothing how secondary school life is.
after two years, we began to get use to this kind of life. and of course we will miss each other. afterall we get many things the first times together. it might not be pleasant, but it leaves a imprint in your mind, you will never forget it.
the times we have together leaves memories in my mind, like a tattoo that cannot be erased. it really hurts to grow up...
