 All the exuberance for life frozen in time.If only some of it could be infused into my studies. Have got zero motivation to study now. Yesterday was so scary. Just sat in front of my maths notes and sat and sat and sat. I really wanted to study, but had no idea where/how to start! I then realised that all this while, volleyball had been a form of escapism. All the trainings gave me an excuse to neglect my work coz I could tell myself that at least I had a goal. to work towards. But now, it's like back to reality, and I realised how lost I was all the while and had failed to realise it until now. I recently discovered something. For some reason, many of our teachers/instructors love DHS a lot, a lot. I keep asking myself why this is so, especially when students (don't think it's only me?) don't seem to share this same level of passion for the school. The classic example would be Mr Lim TS. He wears the DHS tie every Monday without fail, and ranks our school before his alma maters. With each passing day, my guilt increases. Especially when S Lim is involved. Everyday without fail, we'll disappoint him, and he will look extremely sad. OK. I must pass my Math test and not let his 5 periods of remedial, and vitagen, go to waste. "When it is the darkest, men see the stars"- Ralph Emerson melissa at 9:24 PM |
