this year was not as bad as i thought. XD
i love it when i find myself not rushing for deadline.
and perhaps it's the growing up thing, but i feel constraint in my house everyday.
I WANT TO GO OUT! more and more... i remembered someone told me that i would have the urge to go out when i'm 15. he was right. XD oh well.
when i'm at home, i don't really know what to do, except facebook, fb, and fb...
it's so boooooring... =n=
and in class, math lesson made me sleep all the time. No kidding.
1st lesson was on expectations, 50 mins on expectations.
2nd lesson was on expectations and NYAA: 30 mins on expectations, 30 mins on NYAA.
3rd lesson was on variables: 20 mins on variables...
i mean what the hell was his problem? teach your damn lesson!
even though he taught some stuff today: 1 formula, he was still really slow...
sighs... why didn't i get a better teacher this year? like mrs wong???? where is she when i need her? now i know what it means to only cherish when you've lost what you'd.
i'm feeling really nervous for tmr's reflective writing.
writing on bilingualism seems quite lame but i hope i would be able to make it at least a bit interesting. zzzzzzz
still nervous, like there's hundreds of needles (not butterflies) in my stomach.
i'm feeling poetic right now. so i shall write.
hell is where the word 'school' is.
it makes none the sense that our sufferings are not known.
in this world of technology, and communication,
our voices are not heard,
but fading into the echos.
cries of different volumes sounds;
roars of agony vibrates.
chaotic hearts, all the same,
in each learner, learners none.
when the hearts feel so hammered,
when the feelings are suppressed,
we're all, being oppressed.
i sucked at it....
TEEHEE!
