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Wednesday, August 30, 2006 3:36 PM

No more emotions for today, not that I am not feeling any. I just think that I should learn to solve my own problems and compare myself to others. I am definitely much more blessed than so many people. bless them, if I even have that power. So, basically just more of the school day. As the word shows, it is a boring day. Not much different from the rest, but just of a different date. Another day has passed, I must keep reminding myself that, and that another will pass soon. remind myself to remind myself. Yes, time is passing before I can even realise it. I never realise it, too bad. ):

Maths
Ms Mok is back! Well, Mrs Ong was not too bad, but well, a change is great! Ms Mok slimmed down, I think. Or issit just becasue she was "sick". Nvermind, she looks great now, though still not as great as Mrs Ortega. haha. We went through the paper, the paper which I got 94, extremely below standards. Got all sad and mournful again, had free time.

Science and PC
Guess why it is together, of course Mr Pang took over! No, i am not going to eff him. He is nice in some ways juts that he does not teach well. But overall I think he ahs sufficient reasons to do many things, considering what we put him through. Of course we will never stop, he knows we won't and so we shan't. Went through Section A, freee time! Did one practise paper, it was pathetic. rested. slept. lived. What wonderful words! If only I can do them everyday. I hardly ever manage to...

English
Did some exercise on comprehension because Mrs Ortega had to mark scripts. I prefer saying compos but nevermind, she always says scripts. And scripts sound so much more formal and proffesional. Again, free time! Too much of it is making me bored. ):

4 periods of Chinese
): It was really boring, a long long lecture, listening practise. Thank god Andy you missed it. I literally fell asleep. Nothing much to talk about the monotone. Thoretically speaking, it was nothing at all. Perhaps the boredom made me foreget everything. It is as if it never happened. Shit I am getting a little fantastical- after-effects of reading Artemis Fowl.

Tomorrow
Teacher's Day! Sharing presents with Jieru, but I have to make the cards. Have to present SS, or is there even a period? Cna't remember, it is of no significance to me. FPS is just... a nightmare yet to be over. It will be over soon, hopefully!

What else can I say? To those who are worse off than me, who do not have peace and comfort, who live in insecurity day and night, who are quivering every minute, I give you my blessings. Or rather, I try to give you what I can, which is literally nothing. I just find them all so ke lian. Pitiful, and yet so strong. Maybe that is strength of character. There is really nothing to do to help them. Sincere strength, is that all I can give you? Or is that all that I am willing ot give you all? Iam the only one who can know the answer to that, but I do not seem to know... ):