Thursday, January 10, 2008
7:55 PM
Six years isn't a joke. I mean six years ago, i was still in primary school. Who knows how different how life would be when joey
chan returns. For starters, we should both stop refusing to acknowledge that she's leaving.
I saw a little little boy dash across the road today when cars were going at full speed. It was so, scary. I held my breath and i couldn't breathe for awhile. Thank goodness nothing happened to him because i really don't know what
i'd do. Are we always so rash and wilful?
I don't know why school is so dull and grim for me. It isn't in any way, motivating. No way do i get near to wanting to get something done in school. I try to pay attention but i always end up asking myself, why the hell am i here. I'm almost begging myself, it's the As for heavens' sake. I guess we Are wilful. And why is everything so painful and hard to swallow.
But i like the location of my class. It's quiet, breezy and out of the way. It's perfect for stoning and just stuffing headphones into your ears. I hate the canteen.