WOOHOO!
End of prelims! Gosh you have no idea how great it felt. Like your brain has been relieved of some sort of heavy load. Yeahhh. But the papers were insanely tough. Looking at the qestions, it didnt even looked like anything I had learnt for 2 years? what the heck.
I think the best day that I had for a long long time, was yesterday. We went to sentosa and basically let our hair down and enjoed ourselves like no tomorrow. It had a really warm, fuzzy feeling, because this was the first time that Zhiyan and friends had joined us for an outing. Its was rather heart warming(no, not because of the sun and the sun-tanning oil) and it made my day.
It then suddenly struck me that friends largely made up a part of our lives. Imagine what it'll be like if one had no friends. How cold your world would be! People would just nothing but faceless mannequins in your life, transitions in your seemingly long but short life.
Thats why i cant fully understand people who are solitary in nature.
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Moving on, just the other day when i was studying ( I plainly refuse, no, I strongly object to using the word "mug" or its other derivatives. I'm not going to go into the streets to snatch anyone's money am I?) I realised something so easy and obvious that I had failed to neglect for the past 18 years of my life!
Teachers, it seems are living in the past, or at least in retrospective to students.
You see, they teach year after year, only to teach the same kind of content. Students for the 1st year eventually move up onto the 2nd and so forth and at long last, graduate.
But teachers, do they graduate? No. They remain and devote much of their time to educate us, hoping that if only every single pupil under him or her can get an A, their calling would get fulfiled.
So year after year, it seems that teachers remain where they are and students fleet in and out of their lives. See the part where they seem to live in the "past", like doing the same thing, saying the same thing over and over again. Weird isnt it, if you would think of teachers this way.
Come to think of it, actually, the whole school is kind of, similar to a time machine, spoilt. Doing the same thing repeatedly year over year! Gosh, and we, students escape these spoilt ( some may think that its wretched) time machines. Haha.
I do feel like I'm quite weird. No one really thinks of stuffs like the way I do, right?