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Sunday, January 07, 2007

I'll try my best to make this the last lamentation about the first week of school, though it'll most definitely be hard. The three days of the first term in school lasted like it were three months. Ludicrous but true. However, as much as my painful optimism tries to subconsciously cheer me up, it's always a waste of time.

Now i know how Rez must have felt last year, and for causing her all that pain, I'm really really sorry and on bended knees. I feel so alienated each time i stand at the parade square. Somehow i just feel this aura of pretentiousness when in close proximity of my new class. Maybe I'm just over reacting but seeing distinct cliques in class drives me crazy. It's like continents in class. I really took my old class for granted. Took the morning greetings from Hikari for granted. Took those constant "groping" from Enoch for granted. Took GP lessons for granted. Took myself for granted.

Damn, if adaptation is so cumbersome, i wonder how i would survive in University. I'm tired, emotionally and physically from this week. Take me through the next, and the next and the next and the next, without me drowning in my own emotional burdens.

~~I miss the teachers. I miss the comfort.~~

And thanks Hate Tagger ( scroll my tagboard to see the motherfuckersonofagun ),
for your poor sentence structure and baseless arguments. Just goes to show how different i am and how i should not let such scum ruin my life.

I'll be looking forward to the weekends. My one true salvation.

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