Future
Just see project superstar ... FElt sad for those who went out ... Its kinda harsh but cannot help it. Its suppose to be a competition. Only the best out of the best survive. Its same for the environment. Eilties are the best out the best ... And only eilities are treated as high class people. The rest are middle class or low class. Well i dun know where to place myself . i am neither up , or down. And the best part i am not middle also.
Yah, See the ending part ~ The hug those who went out. Kinda heart warming. Then let me think of the future. Anyone of us married, then we will be so happy for each other and then hug each other saying all the congrats words by the side. Or we graduate , congrat and bid each other good bye. Or 20 years down the road, we see out old friend, kinda excited ? Well ... its heartwarming . But anyway its the future , dun think so much.
Well ... What a long week. i think lots of things happened. Things wasn't like secondary school so carefree. Do whatever i want after school. Friends were all around. Now in poly, always have to see all those unfamiliar faces walking around , inculding the sercurities. Miss my days in ncc also. Where there are these kind of bonding between each other. We have the brother feeling. One for all , all for one.
Most of all i miss 4f . The class united spirit. We all have the same intention of a class. And thats make a good class. Use to seat behind kiat and spencer with shannon . Then shannon always tok cock with me in class. Well ... Buddys . Then that xia lan kiat always xia lan me sia ... Lol Its okie ... That spies life up . Then people always like to walk behind me and dee siao me or seat beside me to tok to me about problems. No more this kind of life.
i am beginning to distance from all these . Even my present classmates. i find that i cannot click with anybody. Now when i wanted to talk to anybody . i got nobody to tok to . I even distance from my family members. I did not even look at my mother when she talk to me . And at home i never speak more than 10 sentences. I am I , they are they . And i am starting to talk less each day. Sometimes dun even feel like talking. i have already give up my goals already. I jsut want to die early. To see how is the feeling of dieing. Whether would i end up in heaven or hell or just countiue sleeping. But when i die, i want to donate my organs to those less fortunate people. I have seen life and enjoyed once. And its their turn to enjoy too...
AnaLoG: No Prospect In Life
posted at [9:17 AM]
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