gracious me.
there's a test tomorrow!
during dinner time.
fcuk.
i hate appointments when i've got my schedules so tight.
i hate tests when it falls on my appointment dates.
i hate everything that makes me hate 'em.
what's it like to be a wanderer?
awaiting the long holidays,
and that's when i always say
i should earn some bucks,
or accomplish something in return.
in the end those holidays add up to years and i've acheived almost nothing.
perhaps we could ward of the mindset that only money can make one enjoy the holidays,
(though true to the larger extend)
for in the past we used to draw with our crayons on a rainy day.
and go for a picnic on a sunny day.
right now it's jus' hard to convince ourselves.
all i know now is so much that i rather be ignorant.
i don't like being in a conversation with politics as interest.
maybe my concern lies elsewhere.
some place where it's filled with the green meadows, the blue sea and the high mountains.
my test results were out,
and i must say i've done a fair job.
it's hard to say for the finals,
for i don't do good in final exams right now.
sigh