Why can't I?

Oh great! School doesn't allow me to take Bible Knowledge. The only subject I am strong in, the one which I have faith in scoring. Why!?

My class, is considered the worst class in the ranks of Form V, and this is so because it holds the worst of all the students, not mentally but rather then on the aspect of behaviour. Also, our package for this class include Arts, which I never considered of taking it.

All went well, last year, then suddenly the principal is not allowing us to 'drop' the subject. She is making it compulsory to take up arts. If I do so, I would have to sacrifice Bible Knowledge, which I never will.

How would I solve this problem??

Can it be solved?

Will the Lord, help me?

The Girl Next Door.

This is my first English essay for the year, the whole class were given three topics, namely:

1. The day I lost my temper

2. The Girl next door

3. My taste.

After 2 minutes of deep thinking, I immediately came up with a story on No. 2, based on real life experiences. Here is my essay:

"I am feeling cold, and traffic is rather bad"

"You drove?"

"Yes, my first day!"

"Let's just hoper you are not getting cold feet, just a few weeks more."

"Yeah. Ok see you around."

I saw her walked away heading to her class. Unfortunately that was my last 'real' conversation with her. As she slowly turned into her class, she glance backwards, I gave a shy smile and waved; she returned it. I stood outside my class on the first floor wondering why did I have these "feelings' for her. Some said it was just hormones, same said it was "puppy love", I was convinced it was more- but I am still an adolescent- a teenager.

I met her only for a very short months, long enough to fall for her. Truth be told, I met her many years back but hadn't had cupid on my side to notice her. The day we met was by fate; her colleagues was my own group of friends, they introduce me to her, and instantly I noticed how brown her eyes were. Her smile was delightful, her voice was charming and her laughter was joyful. After that very day, we became friends, all thanks to mutual relationships.

Everyone had his or her own taste of perfection, even to the taste of friends, or more then friends. She was prefect; she was tall and her shoulder hair length tied up in a pony tail, she wore glasses, skin fair and of course eyes that were dreamy. By fate wanted it to happen, I knew her dad, way before I even met her. Her dad was a colleague of my teacher. Also I had befriended her and started falling for her was because I already knew her dad. The more we met, the more my eyes focused on her, we became friends and she had introduced me to a whole new experience.

She brought me into a world of the existence of "young love". Before this, I thought that "young-love" was only for people who were dumb, who wasted their time. Then, I knew how they felt. She gave inspiration, motivation and confidence, maybe also, made me want to go to school for more than just a purpose. There were days, where I purposely stayed back at school just to see her; and sometimes being utterly disappointed if she had already left. I strolled up and down the hallways, then when she was coming, I quickly ran off and pretended to bang into her as we walked. For one thing I was sure, I was like a giddy schoolboy getting free candy every time I saw her. As foolish, as I might seem, I am still grateful I never skipped class.

She had a sense of humour, which I lacked. I quote her saying, "You are just too serious, lighten up". Perhaps I hadn't had the chance to tell her how I felt for her. No one knew I had this crush on her, my secret was safe, but not all secrets were to be kept safe forever; some of my friends started suspecting. I turned red everytime they asked me about her, than quickly denying any statements. I couldn't have had the chance to look like a fool, who fell for a girl who had options.

She loved the colour blue, she had a passion for music and a hobby for photography. It has been two months since my eyes laid on her. Although it was a brief time I met her, it was long enough to make me fall head over heels. She would be the girl who I fancy, to befriend and to be a companion. One thing was an obstacle for her returning my "young-love" to me was age, for she lived longer than me, that is why she will only be a girl next door.

END

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The Question of Authority

In every person there is a leader in him. Though he may not be the one leading people but deep down inside there is a powerful sense of leadership inside him. Many times, we have had people leading us, and not being on the same track is common. Too much a time, where we may disagree with our superior; and eventually lead us into trouble, but one must have the courage to stand up for what is right and eventually take charge.

We may find our leaders, inferior, not to our standard. No matter the case, we must tolerate and be respectful of them. The only one thing that we must be firm is our right to voice out, and if possible stand our ground and lead. We may not be the apple of our leader's eye, but at least we can take charge of what is right and doing so without harming others.

In short, we may not like people's ruling and might think that we are better than them. The very first thing that we must be sure is that, can we lead better than them? Can I make the difference? Are people going to work with me, as their leader? Whatever the case is, we must be certain that we are not in doubt when taking charge; but till then we should let others lead us and see what we can contribute in making the situation better.

The 1st "long" weekend.

Officially, this is the first "long" weekend off from school. 3 days off, and today being the last.

When school reopens, it is going to be a real shock for almost everyone. Why? There is a new world, or in this case new school order. Things are more strict than ever before, teachers are more diligent, rules are more tight, and grounds seems to be more quiet.

Many people are going to dread it, and strangely I prefer this new order.

A new beggining

Ok, Ladies and gentleman; this is my very first blog post. Inspired by many people, I finally managed to create a blog for myself.

What I am going to write in it?

Well, we'll just have to wait and see.