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7.30.2005 just like any of my other fads, my fascination for the nation's birthday has faded away. i used to be glued to the television on august 9th when i was a kid, marvelled at the spectacle of a few thousand people performing on a giant stage. as soon as schoolwork started piling in sec3, i spent those few hours diligently working out calculus problem, indifferent to the myraid of colours on the screen, stopping only to watch yanzi perform the yearly tunes. moving on to the stage of being a national slave has rendered me completely hateful of the event, having just wasted a day sitting in an ambulance. (at least i managed to complete 3 chapters from sweet and tender hooligan, though) the thought of having to spend the next 2 national days away from home is terribly depressing. i wonder how the gahmen manages to market it as such a jolly event when we slaves are toiling away. as for my social life, i'm still wondering why nobody wants to go out with me. sigh 22:51 / and blackened tears fell with mine // |
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