Friday, May 26, 2006 Y 9:02 PM
最近，发现了，我其实好孤独。
一直在浪费自己的时间，沉浸在一个废墟般的时空里。
一直静不下来，想找事情做。
一直。。。在强颜欢笑。
做了这么多事情，才豁然觉悟，自己是在麻醉自己啊。。。
原来，被麻醉的感觉是这样的。。。
空空的、闷闷的，挟带些许苦涩。
真讨厌这个叫作寂寞的东西。
因为，它轻易让你陷入万劫不复之地，永世不能超生。
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浮浮沉沉、虚虚幻幻、真真假假。在这俗世红尘中，有什么东西是真值得去依恋的？
妈呀，我想，我真的越来越“看破红尘”，改天，还真会“出家为尼”呢！
人啊那么多 为什么选上我
虚空与失落 你一一都给我
到底谁的错 我选你你选我
血管就要破 请你请你饶我
-- 压力(林俊杰)
Friday, May 12, 2006 Y 3:41 PM
Whoa! It seems a long time since I last blog... Am absolutely tired out. Beat dead.
Ok, I am really going mad. Have been staring at the computer since yesterday night for the
History Reflection Articles. I am really going to be brain dead at this rate. I feel real sleepy.
Mananged to steal a bit of time off to blog-hop just now. Wow, how long had I not been able to do that? What an enjoyment!
Now I am still doing my history reflection artcles I had to complete three of them but yet I am only at the first one. Some more on saturday I had to meet for projects again. And I am not free on sunday. That means, I am only left with one day for this weekend. Which is, today.
AHHHHHH!!!!! I wish the teachers never had this mindset that "long weekends = more time = more homework". This is totally crap! Can't all the teachers see that students have lots of homework to do already?
English, English Literature, Higher Chinese, Chinese Literature, Science, Mathematics, Home Economics, Music, History, Geography. See?? 11 subjects. If every teacher gives a piece of homework to the students, that will amount up to 11 pieces of homework and what happens to our supposedly "long weekends"? Yupps, we will be rushing for time madly on these weekends. And some more we already had six projects on hand : Higher Chinese + Chinese Literature -- Shui Hu Zhuan; Science -- Investigative work; Mathematics -- Rampy Ramp; History -- Riots presentation; Geography -- Pollution presentation; IPW -- Little India.
Oh yay, hurray, we still got an English project, Home Econs bag, and a music project coming up.
Isn't this great? What a wonderful world this is!
Thou shalt not live; That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies, And sleep, In spite of thunder.Taken from Macbeth, Act 4 Scene 1
