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Lionel Tang Wei Hong MSHS 2I (38)
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Happy CNY everyone!!..This is my fourth time creating a blog ( after many failed attempts ) and I hope that I would be able to get it through this time. So..let me start on my first post!
So...another day of school on the 5th day of new year..and I received lots of HongPao $ from my relatives! Guess it goes the same for everyone else har..Arrived in school at the usual time...and the usual walking up the dammn hill...What a headache =(
It was nothing much during the ciriculum time as mondays were the slackest day for the entire week and we could relax and do what we wanted to do most of the time. Something special that the school did for us students was that they introduced those painting that are used for indian wedding ceremonies...( I 4got what the name is ) But...I made a mess out of myself and created lots of marks on my hands...What a headache, now I need to live with these prints for at least a week! '.'lll
Stress is getting on top of me again because of the nearing Common Test 1. Some adults just would not understand the PRESSURE it is on us students to score high and not lack behind others as you would know what the consequences are...Even so, parents are doing good for us as the outside world now-of-these-days are getting more competitive and we do not stand a chance to get a good pay from our future bosses if we do not have at least a degree...Not to mention those without even passing their O levels..I would just hope that life ahead just won't be that stressful..
Once I reached home from school, I could not stand the immerse weight on my eyelids and as soon as I began to even lie on my bed...the door bell rang. It was my crappy Maths tuition teacher. It is such a bother to get a tuition teacher for me even though that particular subject was stronger than the rest.
After an hour and half of blah-blahs, my father was back, and he wanted me to play with him basketball downstairs! Wah..can't I even get some rest first before even starting on anything else?! But there was no choice other than that, I did not want to disappotint my father. I wanted to make him proud of me because he is already very disappointed in my obession of computer games. Hit..throw..sweat...tired.....more tired.....about to faint...I could not take it anymore......At that moment, I dropped onto the floor, breathless. As my sister finished her homework and soon joined us in basketball, I told them to continue without me and gladly, I went back home to take a shower.
Just before posting this blog, I received a msn post from my best pal during my P6 years, saying that he has just been rejected and wants to ..D....I....E..Because of his rush character, no matter how any of our classmates confort him, he still wants to do it..I hope he does not be so rash and face some facts, after all this is life. Life is precious, and we should all treasure it, not destroy it like smashing it into smitherines. Remember how our parents brought us up, and raise us, imagine the pain they had when your mum had given brith to you, imagine how sad they would be if did not treasure your life, imagine that they were you...
Thats all I want to say about today.. Cya! Happy CNY Lionel
