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When the cirriculum's swan song arrives, I am probably one of the firsts to dash out of those main gates. To have a broad perspective and give the dangy place the benefit of the doubt, it isn't exactly a bad learning environment. It can be rather conducive with the sane people who lurk with me.

What a learning experience - I've met the first anal rentative lecturer who happens to be my civics tutor. What was the time frame again? 2 years? I feel myself evolving into an anal queer too.

Assignments, tutorials, its a vicious cycle. Then there's chinese language which only degrades myself as a chinese because of my futile attempts to speak coherently to the chinese lecturer. And not to mention that amateur essay of a juvenile. Trust me, it is ghastly enough to wake Mao Zedong from the dead to send me for the traditonal execution.Oh and I'm the chinese rep. in class as so to speak. How convenient.

You separate the catastrophies and blessings altogether. In this dillusional world I find serenity in you. You are my living evidence that the good lord blesses me. I can surture up the wounds in this flawed world with your unconditonal love.

Raw Nerve

Rumors and slander spread like wildfire. All the "why" questions which depict absurdity, and since when was I a national table-tennis player? I hope my exhibition of the tennis racquet clears matters up. It has only been the 2nd official day of school and yet tongues wag like exuberant tails. Exclude me from all these amatuerism and trash talk, I refuse to acknowledge rile comments which lack the sensitivity and maturity factor. Channel all that energy into your academics and aesthetics, or read up on the Holy Bible, it will enlight people like you or at least insert some humanity into your wretched ; disturbed soul.

Unless you want to comment that I am some Don Juan or Debonair for that matter, only sensible and civic issues are the ones I will positively respond to. I abhor having to mention, but for starters, none of you are half as exteriorly inclined as I am, so do pick on others of your own calibre. I, certainly do not fall into your type of category.

As for the fugly homme, I doubt you can find another half like mine. Alas, a jc which will never be able to tempt me in an immoral manner, only because majority of its occupants lack all form of substance. The quantity overrides the quality tremendously, and I can only detest myself for not sowing enough seeds last year.

You vile underdogs, know where you stand on the podium. Grotesque attitudes of the unworthy mob.

Fiasco

Learning is most definitely a lifelong experience which knows no boundaries. Just when I was starting to get all smug and cocky, Emerge Conference 2006 Spelling Bee put me back in my place. It was then that it dawned on me that there was no such person called a "walking dictionary".

When expectations of yourself are steeply inclined, the disappointment rate increases at the same time. Hopefully, through God's grace I don't classify as such a victim. Fruitless attempts to battle against fate resulted in an "armageddon". All those dreams of an adolescent were dashed as the deadlines came to pass. To no avail were my countless appeals to numerous targets. Guess the administrative staff reckoned that I hadn't a vast amount of talent or contribution to offer. Bummer.

Pacifism is the only way out to drown the sorrow. Fortunately, neighbourhood school civilians are generally a tad friendlier and hospitable than the pompous; uppity class who shun the "commoners" like lepers. And at times, I am guilty at my own statement. Terribly contradicting in a shameful way. May the lord show His enlightenment.

The principal is such a kind and demure old lady. Thank you, its been such a priviledge.

Looking for answers, only to find a pit brimmed with questions.