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Wednesday, September 01, 2010
On teachers day it was on 31st August and I woke up feeling rather dreadful as I didn’t want to drag myself out of my cosy, comfortable bed and the weather was quite cooling in the morning. As my alarm went off and I reach to get my cell phone to shut it before it kept buzzing its head off. With that my ‘opportunist’ Dog came up to my bed to further nudge me out of my sleep mode. He is an opportunist, which he will seize every chance he had to get me to wake up to bring him down for his walk. He has lots of method to wake me up and trust me; you won’t want me to explain to you what he did.

When I was done with all my duties for the morning, I got out of my house and headed to my Secondary school, I couldn’t help but feel neutral and rather not excited about visiting the place where I once called my school. And after this visit, it did solidify why I didn’t like going back. It was not because of anything else except that the feeling of being overlooked by the teachers. you will have a feeling that being back to your previous school is like revisiting the memories, you had in that school you have with your mates and it was rather nostalgic on how young and stupid we were. I couldn’t stop smiling as those sweet memories came running back to me in full force, but my smile was wiped away when I realized that the teachers didn’t had much time for the seniors who graduated 4-5 years ago. As every year they have students graduating, it seems they were more concern about them as they are still young and needed guidance and advises. Unlike me, I am already an adult and there is a weird distance between students and teacher where it become quite awkward, I realized how the teachers can’t give us advise anymore as they have lot of other students to look out for.

I am grateful how this first and the last teacher’s day visit solidifies my stand on never going back to my secondary school again, and obviously I didn’t feel affiliated to my school anymore. it’s just like a place to take my education and move on, no matter how much effort I contributed to the school I still don’t feel a sense of pride and belonging in it as my friends are not there anymore. All it is to me is that it’s just a school with new faces of students and teachers but the building still looks the same.

When I got out school, I was starving like crazy. I woke up and left without eating anything and It was already 12pm so I ask jenny where would she prefer to have her meal, whether would it be at the coffee-shop nearby the school or at the shopping mall. After a few minutes, it was decided that we shall have our meal at the coffee-shop one thing I always hated eating there in the afternoon. It was the blaring heat you have to endure while eating your meal which makes it very hard to bear.

I had a very filling brunch which I was very contented, thereafter we went to the cinema and caught a film, there wasn’t much to choose from as most of them I have them back home. Thus it was decided to watch this Chinese flick called ‘the stood pigeons’ more like the informants for police. It was not bad, the action and the sound effect was awesome.

That’s all it was for that day.

goodbye,
MD

-MajorDuivel faced death at 5:34 PM

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