Things are not always as it seems... Sometimes, you are sure that that thing might happen to you, but it doesn't. You end up wondering why...
For instance, I have always thought that I'm the bravest girl in class. I still am... But one day, someone will be born in this world and come to this school that might be better than me. My mum and dad always told me, "one mountain is bigger than the other". We sould never underestimate others, even if they are disabled.
I hate people that treat the disabled as though they are different from us. They are not, actually. Some disabled are even better than us because they try. Try to do the things that they think they can't do. I can't swim. But that doesn't mean a person with no hands or legs can't... I wouldprobably learn faster, but I don't want to. Yet, the disabled wants to and risk drowning. That's what I salute about them, their ability to survive, never give up, and the patience to TRY. I treat the girls that are mentally disabled in my school likeI would treat my friends, except I don't actually communicate cause we're not really close. I hate it when I see a bunch of kids in my school bullying one of them. I also don't like it and reprimanded ny OWN friends for being scared of the mentally disabled kids in my school. I think it's unfair for them. They don't WANT to be like that.
I think that fear is different for everyone. What seems like normal to us might be scary to others. For instance, I don't really mind cheeking the teachers or giving snide remarks in class as I know the teachers' boundaries and will not overdo it. But my friend, a potential prefect does not dare. She's afraid the teacher will scold her. When facing our worst nightmares, we may not be afraid of other people's nightmare, but our OWN nightmare may cause a lifetime dilemma.
The love towards someone means you can do anything for that person. Your mind always jump to that person, no matter what you do. And you would always wanna see that person happy. When one of our love ones pass on, we should continue living. You may think that the deceased person will feel aggravated to see you happy when he/she is dead. But if that person truly loves you, he/she would be more contented to see you happy.
I am the type of person that loves everyone and expect to be loved back. Unfortunately, sometimes my wish does not come true. How are you gonna call a teacher that is your favourite to love you?!*for example* You want to hug her in school and expects to be hugged back? CRAZY MAN!!!
My lessons of HORROR
I go to school, everyday,
With a skip in my step.
I keep my happiness all at bay,
Though I really wanna rap.
When class starts i'm like OMG!
I feel like I want to die,
Cause the teacher comes in with a grim reaper's face,
She's like, "you all are gonna be dead"(practically)
I start off the day with a whiff of BM,
Oh GAWD is that the worst!
What's the good of sitting like in horror camp,
In a hot class I'm fit to burst!
The teacher, my "kind" Pn. B,
Will say a pleasant good afternoon,
We all know what she is gonna say next,
It's, "pick up those rubbish! you baboon!" (cut the baboon part, s' not true)
Then we put in some great English,
Which is kind of my favourite lesson,
However the teacher kicks me out of class.
And gives me a dimerit which throws me out of heaven.
My "sweet" teacher Pn. C,
Will joke according to mood,
This makes all the children suffer.
For mood swings is never good!
Add a bunch of Sejarah,
Which is intresting and really confusing.
The same name is used a million times,
How can we even think?!
Our pretty Ms. Pam is kinda alright,
Though I HATE the way she ask.
Questions and questions continually,
We don't have a chance to answer!!!
And then we have a pinch of Science,
With the wise and boring Pn.J.
Science used to be a lesson of intrest,
But now, I think it's so lame!
Microorganisms used to be fun time,
But now it is no more,
What happens when carbon dioxide collides with lime?
Oh! What a waste of time!!
Add all this and garnish with Geography,
Which is the worst of them all.
I hate having to learn the maps,
As for exams I fail the whole paper!
Luckily, i'm not the worst after all!
Still I hate it,
I wanna banish it,
And I guess, that's about all...
Place it on a plate,
And eat it with grapes,
Then see if you like the flavour...
Of a few teachers,
With the fun of a flea.
Teach the class,
Named 1 SUCI!
The
End ~hope you like it!! ^^
With a skip in my step.
I keep my happiness all at bay,
Though I really wanna rap.
When class starts i'm like OMG!
I feel like I want to die,
Cause the teacher comes in with a grim reaper's face,
She's like, "you all are gonna be dead"(practically)
I start off the day with a whiff of BM,
Oh GAWD is that the worst!
What's the good of sitting like in horror camp,
In a hot class I'm fit to burst!
The teacher, my "kind" Pn. B,
Will say a pleasant good afternoon,
We all know what she is gonna say next,
It's, "pick up those rubbish! you baboon!" (cut the baboon part, s' not true)
Then we put in some great English,
Which is kind of my favourite lesson,
However the teacher kicks me out of class.
And gives me a dimerit which throws me out of heaven.
My "sweet" teacher Pn. C,
Will joke according to mood,
This makes all the children suffer.
For mood swings is never good!
Add a bunch of Sejarah,
Which is intresting and really confusing.
The same name is used a million times,
How can we even think?!
Our pretty Ms. Pam is kinda alright,
Though I HATE the way she ask.
Questions and questions continually,
We don't have a chance to answer!!!
And then we have a pinch of Science,
With the wise and boring Pn.J.
Science used to be a lesson of intrest,
But now, I think it's so lame!
Microorganisms used to be fun time,
But now it is no more,
What happens when carbon dioxide collides with lime?
Oh! What a waste of time!!
Add all this and garnish with Geography,
Which is the worst of them all.
I hate having to learn the maps,
As for exams I fail the whole paper!
Luckily, i'm not the worst after all!
Still I hate it,
I wanna banish it,
And I guess, that's about all...
Place it on a plate,
And eat it with grapes,
Then see if you like the flavour...
Of a few teachers,
With the fun of a flea.
Teach the class,
Named 1 SUCI!
The
End ~hope you like it!! ^^
My soul...
My soul feels like a bird... torn between two worlds. A bird in a cage... able to open the latch and break free... If the bird breaks free, the family and friends will be positively delighted. But the owner would be absolutely devastated. Which side should birdy go? Her brain is torn between confusion... The owner who cared and love her? Or the freedom and company of family and friends? What could she do...?
