Sitting here.. Doing nothing!
Flashbacks came flying to me. Sighs..
I remember so clearly, my 1st grade teacher Mrs Angeline whom shouted at me. For?
2 reasons:
1. I marked my book myself.
2. I left my books in the locker and went to the 2nd grade with all the books still in it.
Then, i thought of a funny-but-not-so-funny-incident-that-moment. 5th grade
A girl in my class was super hyper!
Grabbing and shaking my memory hard, i think it was 5 of us in the class waiting for the teacher to come in.
There was a permanent stain on the whiteboard. I stupidly asked her to wet the duster and wipe the board.
Once she did it, the whole board was black and wet!! Dumbo young me. I had fun.
Mandarin class was also a great memory. 6th grade.
Sitting in class acting like i dont care about the teacher and the subject.
And acting all so cool in front of the teacher since she was new. I tricked and bullied her but it
never came to her mind that i was lying. I lied. About everything..She called my friend a fisherman, and tap my other friend's head with a pen.
Sounds funny, huh? Its true!
Why did all this memories came flying pass my eyes?
Its not so interesting after all. Does it mean life is actually boring?
It might all be over anytime. Short?
I say its just a walk at the park.
You start. U trip. U climb. U fall. U skipped. U screamed. U play catch. U leave.
Leave forever. Never coming back again... Think again.
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