We know the speed of light,but what is the speed of dark?

Now I feel the time is moving too fast.And somehow anything can happen in advance.It seems that we're unconscious that what may happen to us in anytime.We've the time to prepare for it,but do we've the heart to get ready? We just have to endure the pain.Let the seconds,minutes,hours and days pass by us from day to day till it remains calm.God will be at the side of the needs.Recharge their strength.Delete their fear.They're everything meant for us.

Dyed my hair last weekend.I don't really know what colour it is.But it just match with man yee's hair.By the way,thanks to her for accompanying me and recommend me a good saloon.But seems like it didn't make any difference of me being mature.Sometimes I really do blame my parents for giving me an immature face.Anyway,I just gotta accept the fact.

Now,I do feel the moment of being left away from school.We did the same routine for the past 11 years.Every morning,I will be waiting for my uncle bus.The birds chirping,the dark purple blue glooming sky and the yawning from the students.Morning is just a day that everyone feels gloomy with it.Monday was the day I used to have Grace Tay's class.I still remember how we gotta rush with the time writing an essay with the length of 450+ words in a given time.And I miss her sexy voice now.Tuesday is an hectic day for me.I hate Tuesday.Wednesday,I'll have no tuition but yet we go back from school at 2:15pm.Thursday is usually an enjoyable day.The feeling of turning weekends soon.Mr Sugu will crumple dozens of work for us to do.I started to miss his botak head.Friday.I love Friday and I hate Friday.Miss linda with her slow motion of teaching Chemistry.Still,I'm amused with her knowledge in Chem.She really does know a lot.Mr Low which I used to call him Pondan Low,is now being miss.Truthfully,I really dislike sometimes how he waste the time presenting his lectures.Students starts to snooze,throw pen on each other,grabbing each other leg,day dreaming,folding aeroplanes and sketch the vandalism drawings.He just talk and talk and talk.Now,I wish I can go back to the room 16 where we usually had our add maths and sit in a deserted seat and hear his craps.Auntie fen will be his target.He is still confuse with her name and just call her either Lucy or Susie.Big joke.Huge laugh.

Next week,I'll be starting a new life in new school.It is just like a standard one kid when you're afraid of the new people around you.You'll start to cry and beg your mum not to left you in school.You'll be pulling your mum's leg and others will stare at you with strange eyes.Teacher will be comfort you with some sweets.Dad will promise to buy you a new toy or bring you to the theme park.Old times.Sweet memories.

Till then.



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P/S:After all,not all white hair guy are unapproachable :D