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Wednesday, January 10, 2007

The Broken, The Beaten and The Damned

it's about a week since school started already... but apparently i aint finish my school holiday assignments yet... but watching the time go past... sighz... i feel so sianz... is it because im still in the holiday mood?... but it's one week already leh

anywayz one day i was in the geography class with a foolscap paper writing my notes... so i came out with a poem:-

when the development of life so slow
when the theories of life so unsatisfiying
when your friends simply gives a shit
the once waterproof skin becomes soaked

when life is so quiet and lonely
when screamings pierced through the ears
when agitation punches through the walls
the mirrors shatters upon your life's reflection

sorry lor... im not trying to be emo... just anyhow write one... but someone saw it and commented by giving the definition of emo:-
people who care about life so much that they slit their wrists
haha... just another stereotypical case

anywayz i had to spend sometime trying to decide... cause the scenario was that my form teacher wanted a change in the visualizer position, which will take me some time cause i have to disconnect almost all the cables, organize them and reconnect them while shifting the table... but simultaneously, by right i had to go for some kind of IT training course... but then i thought since either way i will kena scolding... i just decided to stay in class and do the visualizer thingy... since i'll be doing things on my own at my own pace, etc etc... i will find it more free-willed and relaxing... anywayz i also didnt want to see the teacher

anywayz my form teacher also caught one of my classmates, who is a councillor, with long hair... in particular, his hair is touching his eyebrow... she damn fierce lah... the student doing work halfway then she just grab his head by his fringe with a pair of scissors in her hand, ready to snip it through... but the student tried to save his hair, so bargain with the teacher lah... say like give him more time, he go trim and whatsoever... but the teacher, still holding his fringe, reply "how much time i give you already but i still never see it being shorter... it's so obvious the hair is touching the eyebrow lah"... then the next instant she raised her scissors again, someone exclaimed, "it's not the hair touching the eyebrow lor... it's the eyebrow touching the hair lor!"... then the teacher released the fringe with laughter... then the student took the chance to divert the attention and excliam back, "then what you want me to do? shave my eyebrow ah?"... a pretty stupid but successful way of saving one's hair... cause the teacher ended up laughing her scissors back into her pencil case... cool huh

anywayz just bloggie until here lor... till next time... byez

=p

spoken adhesives at 17:31

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Life's Reflection

in life we always try to run so fast and run so strong
but when it gets cold and it feels like the end
i just wanna forget about everything and runaway
against my will i stand aside my own reflection