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Sunday, October 14, 2007 . 9:39 PM

First of all...
Note: You may want to not read this post cause its a summary of the few weeks...
so when my bro came back and knew that the ac cable for the modem he go crazy complaining then he call everybody stupid and this is how i finally know why i call everyone stupid cause i am being called by my bro everytime and it feels bad but there isn't any other way to ease the pain so as i hear it everyday i was slowly addicted to stupid and started saying it to people seeing those people that i called stupid was not having any dramatic affect so i finally knew that calling a person stupid is just a way of calling no other meaning so i didn't care but that day that pain came again ... i just can't stop it so i have no choice but to not care...
Second...
so my bro realise that there is no internet he went crazy cause of a friend that he talks to the whole day as if nothing is more important than talking to that friend and so he complains why didn't my mother tell him that the ac adaptor was lost like as if he could buy one in the army...
Third...
that day during my morning duty my chinese teacher was taking some documents then she told me that i failed my chinese then i asked my friend then he say that if the teacher say you fail that means you pass... then i was like happy and sad and angry...
Fourth...
i am still waiting for results hoping that it will be good and can transfer to other school but missing my friends...sadly that if i really fail i can't go chung cheng main... which is my dream school...and somemore the standard in the school is not good or rather even average and i can't study in an enviroment like that so hopefully is my dream school... or at least a school with my friends..
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Hopes last long
may the last last long
and bad be bad
good might be bad
see the sea with all the might
which you see is all your sight
spare a thought
of the never thought of
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by ###
very reflecting poem...