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Wednesday, January 19, 2005

geetha's father committed suicide yesterday. the news spread to the whole school in less than an hour. sri inai is a very very very gossip-y school. there is this very depressive mood in school today and everyone was very moody for some reason. hmm. it was very tranquil today.. especially after school.

i came late today.. AGAIN. i woke up at 830! hahah. reached school at 845 and then i walked into the school's gate and into economics class. that was when i was told about it.. by aston.

when i came in the class, they were sitting in pairs except for aristian. i didnt wanna sit next to the freak so i pulled a table and sat next to aston and then we talked about it. it was something you dont hear every morning.

school was quite boring today. didnt learn much because teachers were busy visiting geetha's house. they played Uno during art period with Pn. Azilla but i didnt coz i didnt feel like it.. we skipped english period coz they wannted to play Uno.

we got scolded but who cares? not in the mood to learn today.

we're deciding to visit geetha tomorrow after school since we're being released early because of hari raya haji. Pn. Azilla is taking us and i hope she's in a better mood. there are so much deaths happening. fatt's auntie just died too. but that was cancer.

i told some people that the last time i cried because i was SOOO happy was when we won the Best Display Band award in 2oo2. somehow they thought it was so stupid and weird to cry because of that. they were like "what a stupid thing to cry about".

i guess nobody else can experience what we experienced. the bond we had and the practises we had under the hot sun.. nearly everyday. maybe to them it was stupid because they are never into any extra curricular stuff.to them spending 2 or 3 hours after school having meeting or whatsoever is torturous. and i looked back when we had practises till 7 pm everyday and even having practises on saturdays from 8am till 8pm.

being in a private school limits you of the good memories you can have. its too pampering and you get to do what you want and whatever you like and there is no sense of belonging whatsoever. you dont feel you belong no matter how long you've been in the school. 10 years in a private school cant replace 2 years in a government school.

you dont know what its like if you've never gone through it. i dont expect them to understand.

- 10:07 PM