Not Skeleton
Blogger is not going skeleton on me, and I'm grateful for that.
Yesterday I had Astro, and it was cool. Jack brought us chocolates that only Year 6s could enjoy, and then we played a little Astro hangman, and then Mr. Tien started this long discussion about science and thoughts and a lot of other topics.
The juniors fixed the telescope a little, then we got it to focus onto Jupiter. I took a photo with my new camera, and it was really nice because I could take the 4 moons that were visible too.
Theo lost his laptop in the observatory, and we got really worried for a while, but then he made a call and realise that some goondu took it down to the Dry Lab.
Talk more about this later.
Today I woke up quite late, and that was coz I had a freaky nightmare. It is a horror story thing, where the school suddenly became severely haunted. However, the school didn't look like my school, one of those dream warped schools that makes you believe it is your school.
Basically there was a nighttime schoolwide activity, and when people started to take the lifts, the lift buttons just never show realistic storeys, but instead screwed up ones. And the lifts never bring you to the right level and you get stuck. Until you yell loud enough for someone not affected by the warp, and they come up to rescue you down.
Freaky.
Then when I was cooking noodles, I heard the song Breakaway!
Found out a little while later that it is easy to play on the guitar.
Yay me.
Okay, on to the reflective part, or the emo part, whatever.
I find that it isn't very worth it to worry so much about someone when maybe, they never worry about you. That kind of person who has little or no qualms about leaving you all by yourself while he goes on to have fun by themselves.
I think all it takes is just to say hi and ask a question about them. About how the holidays went, or something like that.
Maybe I should not hope so much. It sometimes create this false image in your mind that you assume will happen... And that is also because of your trust in that someone. Like if you trust someone to do something, and it just doesn't happen, it just sucks.
Yesterday, I talked to Zeph a lot, and told him about my past. I mean, the past that was after his presence, and the one before his reappearance.
He wasn't very happy yesterday, and had a myriad of problems then. I hope he cheers up and find trust in himself.
Zephy, don't give up!
But I think me talking about my past, and thus making him tell me about himself, actually helped him to forget his current problems for a little while. It works sometimes.
How much more must I slave to get what I want?
Open the gates now alright?
Sigh.
I have to keep waiting, don't I?
Yesterday I had Astro, and it was cool. Jack brought us chocolates that only Year 6s could enjoy, and then we played a little Astro hangman, and then Mr. Tien started this long discussion about science and thoughts and a lot of other topics.
The juniors fixed the telescope a little, then we got it to focus onto Jupiter. I took a photo with my new camera, and it was really nice because I could take the 4 moons that were visible too.
Theo lost his laptop in the observatory, and we got really worried for a while, but then he made a call and realise that some goondu took it down to the Dry Lab.
Talk more about this later.
Today I woke up quite late, and that was coz I had a freaky nightmare. It is a horror story thing, where the school suddenly became severely haunted. However, the school didn't look like my school, one of those dream warped schools that makes you believe it is your school.
Basically there was a nighttime schoolwide activity, and when people started to take the lifts, the lift buttons just never show realistic storeys, but instead screwed up ones. And the lifts never bring you to the right level and you get stuck. Until you yell loud enough for someone not affected by the warp, and they come up to rescue you down.
Freaky.
Then when I was cooking noodles, I heard the song Breakaway!
Found out a little while later that it is easy to play on the guitar.
Yay me.
Okay, on to the reflective part, or the emo part, whatever.
I find that it isn't very worth it to worry so much about someone when maybe, they never worry about you. That kind of person who has little or no qualms about leaving you all by yourself while he goes on to have fun by themselves.
I think all it takes is just to say hi and ask a question about them. About how the holidays went, or something like that.
Maybe I should not hope so much. It sometimes create this false image in your mind that you assume will happen... And that is also because of your trust in that someone. Like if you trust someone to do something, and it just doesn't happen, it just sucks.
Yesterday, I talked to Zeph a lot, and told him about my past. I mean, the past that was after his presence, and the one before his reappearance.
He wasn't very happy yesterday, and had a myriad of problems then. I hope he cheers up and find trust in himself.
Zephy, don't give up!
But I think me talking about my past, and thus making him tell me about himself, actually helped him to forget his current problems for a little while. It works sometimes.
How much more must I slave to get what I want?
Open the gates now alright?
Sigh.
I have to keep waiting, don't I?
