Rupert

There's a strange thought coming from nowhere that I don't belong to this world. It means neither that I'm going to suicide nor killing people, not either that I'm bullied. A sense of alienation and isolation that I feel makes me live in a parallel world. The deeper I get along with classmates, the more seperated I feel. What causes it is that sometimes I can't understand their logic and that sometimes they can't know for sure what I mean. Is it a generation gap between us? 

Mom says to me when I mention to her after school, "You, little old spirit live in a young body." I think she is right as I live in different dimensions and space-time. Once I told my friend about the lyrics and how it was moving to me, the lyric is "The spaces between my fingers are right where your's fit perfectly." Then he gave me a suspicious expression, telling me, "Are you mad?" I felt sorry for that. However, I discovered that it makes me "UNIQUE!"

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This evening, as we were about to leave school, I unintentionally heard someone saying, "It feels like this school is my another home, and all of you, my classmates, are my dearest family members." 

How heart-warming these words could be! Everyday from 7:30 a.m. when we start our day in school to 8:30 p.m. when everyone is exhausted, we spend more than half of a day in this school studying. The classroom is to the house what classmates are to family members. It feels that the school has replaced the position of home. We talked to parents less than to classmates. Of course, we cultivate an unique companionship familiar to what is called family. This kind of feeling must be touching when not all the classes can cultivate this kind of bonding. 

However, I thought to myself that if the school is my home, then now we are all homepeople! One classmate even said if it is, then is bullying a kind of domestic violence?

Today, Si-Hwa mentioned to me about choosing delegates for the Model United Nations, since we are the members of the club in school. She asked me whether we could make a speech on the rules of procedure to make others understand how the conference goes. She also talked about suggesting the teacher that the students should have more chances to have the floor. Looking for advice from those senior 3 schoolmates was also one of our concluison. 

However, while she was speaking to me and waiting for my opinions, my mind jumped back into the time we had had in 高雄. Pictures switching through my eyes recalled me to those good old days which died hard. Even though half of these memories were not about the matter of the MUN, I still treasured it as a great experience. It was my first time to sleep alone in a room outside of my house. And I could even remember the song I got at that time.

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Today, we filled in the questionnaire survey aimed at bully. However, I wondered if it was useful or not. People would not claim that they were bullied so public or conspicuous. If I were to be the bullied one, of course I would just call the teachers for help instead of being cowardly. 

Also, it is hard to define what kind of action would be bullying. As sexual harrassment does, the judgement depends on how the victims think. Maybe I can be just staring at someone with fire burning in my eyes, then it is likely that I will be accused bullying. Nethertheless, this kind of situationwill not happen in our class. Classmates chat gaily, play joyfully and get along with each other so well. We are so familiar with each other, therefore we understand each other well than anyone else. Maybe, we are too vigorous to learn to hate ones we don't like. That's what makes this vivacious.

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In the night studying, we unexpectedly underwent a slight earthquake. The building shook for a few seconds, and luckily nothing was damaged. However, I could heard some classmates whispering in despair, telling each other to take care; others were howling in dismay, hoping the building wouldn't collapse; still others were laughing in depression, expecting that we would go home right after this. 

And I, after seconds of coma, kept doing my work. This building wouldn't fall down to this kind of earthquake. Moreover, if the building didn't collapse, then it would have been no use being so afraid. It was more useful to do homework than cry nervously. We still needed to face the homework and exams unless we died, so before we were dead, just kept fighting. In the end, the military teacher claimed that the earthquake was not so horrible, and that we sould stay studying, which disappointed many people.

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I woke up half past ten this sunday. Having almost half of a day's sleeping time, I felt quite vigorous and energetic. After doing some trivial housework, I discovered that it was eleven o'clock. It's time for me to prepare my lunch. Of course, I did other housework until dawn and went out for dinner. When I finally sat at my desk and browsed my today's schedule at night, I sighed because I should have done some homework but wasted it. 

However, I didn't feel sorry for that. Instead, I felt fulfilled because I enjoyed arranging the house to have it ordered. In addition, I could have time to relax myself by doing what I want. Even though I wasted my time on these unimportant things, I could still have pleasure doing that. 

Well, it was not pleasure to see tons of homework lying before my eyes.

Today, I feel a little bit empty when there should be a homeroom teacher that I'm familiar with, but she is not there. Also I feel a little bit strange to expect that there should be English classes so I leave the English textbook in my school bag. Hearing that you fall ill, all I want to say is how I feel sorry for that. I hope you recover as soon as possible. Haha! Maybe I express myself too much as though you have a serious disease. 

By the way, you can set your mind at ease because we do not make troubles this whole day. Owing to our brilliant class leader, we experience a peaceful day. Take care of youself even after you go back as you will face a series of postponded schedules and tons of works waiting to be finished. By now I feel I talk too much nonsense to bombard you now!

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Life before exams is really tiring, when everyday there come those endless pieces of test paper and the pressure of studying hard. Not until now can I understand why teachers say we find no answers in either textbooks or reference books. Seeing those words and phrases which seem familiar to me becoming strangers as they combine together, I feel sorry that I can't even know them while they are likely to know me well. I once saw them before in the books! But somehow I can't recognize them in test papers! 

To focus solely on finishing those questions, I spend almost all of my energy in one class. In other words, I need to have energy eight times for everyday class I attend. Of course, it must be a tiring job for we students. However, if I can build up my confidence by practicing harder and harder, then maybe I'll recognize them in the future.

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Lately, I had read an article about the wildly-known character ---- Sherlock Holmes! I have been so fascinated about him and those series of books and TV programs. To tell you the truth, I had already read the series and couldn't get those plots of stories out of my mind. Coincidentally, I came across this article as I was reading the newspaper. What amused me was that the topic of the show which is "Sherlock Holmes: The Man Who Never Lived And Never Die." 

Really, he was absolutely an imaginary character and yet he would live in everyone's heart as we thought of this legendary detective and his helper. Now I have the interest to watch a TV program about him, which was called "Sherlock" starred by Benedict Cumberbatch. I once watched it for a while and I was so captivated that I wanted to see all of the programs someday.

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Hearing lots of my friends becoming the college-student-to-be, I congratulate them for having no worry about the near future and having more free time to do a lot if things. But deep inside of me, I wish I can have been a college student just right now rather than next year. Thinking of piles of work standing before me as the countdown begins, I just can't help shivering. I know that the university I want to attend is hard to reach while my grades are ceasing or even receding. 

Thus, comsuming up those knowledge into practice is the mist important thing I need to do. However, to schedule is human, to realize, divine. The clock is ticking, The time is running. If I don't grab it in time, then the dream will never come true. I hope I can finish reviewing all the textbooks and be ready for the fight in time.

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