Today is a boring day. Monday blues are already strangling me, and it's not Monday! I'm not done with my Chinese zuo ye yet. Shall wait for my dad to come home and explain the freaking Chinese words to me.
I'm really tired. I really want the school to let us rest for a day, and teachers are forbade to call us back. If that ever happens, I will sleep the whole day, waking up naturally after getting tired of dreaming(NEVER!), and relax the whole day. When the next day comes, I will start my engine at full speed, and continue this strenuous brain sprinting. I feel sorry for my brain. It is so exhausted and yet he cannot rest till my homework is complete and my tests well-prepared for.
Just went to Kim's blog. Saw the poem, and it was so good! Plus, I thought the codename was funny: Sharon. LOLOL. And she got like 10++ presents. Even all my presents, form Sec1 to 3, can't add up to that number. I may sound like a little girl, but this is my list of things I want for my birthday:
1. A fantastic day spent with all my friends.
2. A enormous feast with all my friends.
3. A poem written by one of my friend cum English professor(Not to copy Kim, but it will be very touching.)
4. A bunch of black roses(Again, not to copy Kim, but I always liked black flowers, and roses look nice in black without looking wilted.)
5. A bunch of photos taken with every single one of my friends.
6. People to actually device a plan to surprise me on my birthday.(Sadly, no one has really done that before.)
7. A family-free day. (Let's not have history repeat itself. Plus, they won't even get me anything.)
8. A cake bought by my friends. And candles to blow.
9. More than 10 people to say 'Happy Birthday' to me.
10. An exhilarating, ecstatic, anger-free day of fun.
Looking at how everyone else had a great time on their birthdays, compared to mine, I can an assumption:
I am merely a classmate, a squadmate, one of no importance, one that has no profound impact on anyone's life. I am just a friend, and always will be, just a friend. Never will people put an adjective in front of the word. No, a friend, a plain old friend.
I am not trying to imply something. Neither am I blaming anyone for my insignificant existence. During my birthday, people were on planes, people were on different soil, people were busy, people were too tired, people didn't care.
Nigel says that I'm not being a good friend. Jigoku Shounen says I'm being too paranoid. Who is telling me the truth. The truth does hurt though.
