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Thursday, April 03, 2008'♥

despite that there isn't any dance. i am still exhausted. i came home about 9pm++. went ballet, sweat like a pig and of course a treat from my teacher of a bubble tea(: yum yum. nice and cooling.

everything just became so murky. lost, no sense of direction all of sudden.

my mum is the wisest person in the world. i am glad that my mum led me out from the murky atmosphere. she taught me some stuffs which i never understand came to think of it, it is the actual fact of how humans are the way suppose to be. she said that, "you can't change anyone mindset on you, although being an out casted person or lack of attention, never lose yourself. you are who you are."

in our school, i met different kinds of people, talented ones, intelligent ones, popularity type ones and etc. there is one kind that i admired. "happy go lucky ones". they are those kind who are like no worries, never get frustrated that easily. and i had found one in my school. wondering whether people can even notice (i bet not, everyone is filled with misery, jealously, competing)

from the lessons, the experiences, i realized that, never takes things too seriously, sometimes just don't care whatever people do, just be myself. never be a puppet of someone. as long as there is people who is supporting, giving me the acknowledgment of my hard work, is enough. we are humans, humans are never meant to be perfect at all.

humans are not born-ed to suit every single one out there likings.

i feel that i should do some justice. seriously, the school teacher is being biased. the teacher should be fair, by giving A and B a re test to prove their strengths. it was like in the environment whereby the A didn't knew that B(came in to hear the conversation) haven't taken the test and discussed with C(who had taken the test) the answer. it shouldn't be A's fault. the teacher OUGHT to get the FACTS right before giving the verdict. is unfair. i hope that A's parents should appeal. rather getting a zero and got all the blames. [ i didn't really get clear of the actual story but it is told by someone. which is one of the witness.]

*note, it is my point of view, i don't mean to discriminate or offend anyone. lastly, don't ask me who is A, B, C. thanks.

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