Logicless Logic

if only.

The words of longing for the past. One should minimise the use of these words, for there would be a nuance of regret. And yet, if only, I was still in Catholic High, life would be much simpler. Where passing a test puts you on the top of the world (not for the muggers), and obstacles are cleared with little or no effort. Where our troubles are all about the little things, having proper attire and haircuts, staying awake through lessons, for the ultimate goal, the O' Levels. These days, what we're used to clearing in two years have to be rushed through in six months. Yet, I'm still stuck in the good old days, where the first six months of school are purely for playing. Who cares about failing a test? Well, nowadays, everyone else. So I have no choice but to follow suit, carried along by the strong currents, not just aiming for a pass, but a high GPA. Swimming against it is tiring and ultimately, if you're not strong enough, you drown. How I wish I had a way back into the wading pool that is secondary school.

justin.

posted by justin @ 10:26 PM