Well, end of term 2.
term 2 was so busy.

From band to study to councilor to blaship. Seriously hate sec three life. Let me explain.

Band. SYF really drain me hard. I am now half death. You know the feeling of being extremely busy for nothing and then become super free yet got alot of thing to accomplish.

Like, climbing the hill. On the way up, it so tough. Your friends start to roll down the hill and maybe you have no choice to eat your love one and make them curse you inside your stomarch because there is no food. Or burnt your textbook for fire. But when you reach the submit you see nothing, maybe some sliver building and then climb down. Then when you climb down, suddenly someone from the back give you a kick then you fall on the road, car come, crush you and die. No one notice at all. They went back home and have great party while you lay on the road to let the car continue to drive over your body and decompose. I know it is totally no link. But this is what i really feel.

Band practice start already, the long hike begin again.

Maybe, i am just too tired or i had lost everything in this trail. I scared one day.. i will scared to go band.

Studies, this mid year totally rubbish for me. My position fly away already. Well, i know i have nothing to compete with my classmates. Basically, most of the subject specialists are in my class. But i still think i did not put in my best effort in this mid year. How can i still flunk my A.maths when i receive so much help?

Will get my report book on Monday. Again, maybe i am just too tired.

Councilor, Maybe this is the only time, i felt respected. By the students, by the seniors and councilor mates. I really love doing duty. I know there are always misunderstanding. But this is the only time, i felt my effort is rewarded. I am already satisfied.

I always remember that day, when i make mummy cried. Reason is very simple, I fall sick because of the tough pratice. Ahahas, what else can i say then a sorry?

Can i have a machine, when i talk to it. It will give me reply, yes yea erm oh. I need only this. I cannot rant to human beings, because everyone have their own thought. i know that is not machine like this. Or maybe someone who love me alot, too much that cannot be change. Someone who love me until don't have their own view. Is this possible? Even love can turn into hate.

I hate to hurt people, i dont like people to hate me.