End of Term

Meh. They should have just made this particular Friday a holiday.

Okay, anyway during S.S. period, there were two boxes at first, one for rubbish, and the other for some numbers. We were like, so fixed upon picking out numbers that we totally forgot about the lesson. Naturally, she came over. So, she was like staring at us. We were silent. And then she asked what we were doing. I said "Dustbin". XD Apparantly she thought I called her a dustbin. Yeah, right. So I pointed out that 2 dustbins lay in front of us. Then she crushed them up into a pile and ordered them to be thrown away. I insisted that they were only to be cleared at the end of the day. Futile, though. Heh, whatever.

Chinese lesson sucked. Period.

And wow, Steini actually remembered I asked him for a poem much much earlier today. 1:30A.M. actually. I told him it had to be something about life. He said that he had once written a song for guitar for a girl, but they got into a fight, so it's worthless to him now. I said yeah sure I'll take a look. Really cool. Not a poem exactly, but I'm going to change parts of it. It's the poem for Literature, ugh!

dawn is a seed planted in the sky
dusk is the time that seed will die
day is the time i was thought to live
night is the time i am born again

the sun shone brightly
as it burned the sky

she dries her tears
as i start to die

our years were short
but our conscience clean

my time best spent
if spent with you

and our lives
and our loves

our memories
and what i've learned
through your laugh and your smile
what changes
when we change
but you and i will
we'll always remain the same

- Steini

Can't thank him enough...