Rupert

I felt melancholy today because of two things: I worried about your illness hard, but I worried about my poor grades much harder. It was too bad for you to feel upset and dizzy. Maybe it was our English that made you dizzy. Also, I expected my grades like I was holding timebombs that could never be predicted. My heart shivered up and down faster every time teachers came in. To say it properly, all these poor grades were like knives, swords and weapons that plunged into flesh. It was just the matter of deep or shallow. 

We worried about your health and our English scores, hoping you would recover soon and that test papers would be satisfying. I heard that most of our classmates had good grades, and I wished I could also have good grades like them.

lyric everyday:

I borrow an English book called Dracula from the library. At first I think it is about the story of the movie Dracula, who is powerful to manipulate millions of millions of bats by its hands and kill thousands of thousands of enemies by himself. I'm afraid that the story is long and hard to read. But when I get the book, it is just 40 pages and very easy to read because it is stage two, quite simple for seniors. 

Anyway, the story line is not the same as the movie, however. The book tells about a vampire killing innocent, yet that movie tells about a king turning into a vampire for the purpose to save his people. The book Dracula describes the undead just like other novels: long whit teeth, drink blood, make others become undead as well, maybe killed by pricking through the heart. All in all, reading English novels like thos is good to kill time.

lyric everyday:

I've been living with a shadow of bad grades overhead. I've sleeping with the clouds consisting of the pressure from those unfinished homework above my bed. Seeing red ink picturing numbers to scold me of not being hardworking, I feel a little bit disappointed since I thought I had prepared enough to fight. However, it turns out to be nothing but red flying words. Now I know I wasn't ready. Of course, all classmates think the same thing as I do. But it is ourselves that are to blame.

Anyway, I'm really afraid of having bad scores too great for us to have a good time in the four-day holiday. Well, beggers can't be choosers. Oh! Dear god, the only thing I ask of you now is to bless me so that I won't fall out of ten. After all, I still want to go seeing "Notre Dame de Paris" and the graduation trip with classmates.

lyric everyday:

lyric everyday:

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!"

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

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!

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

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.

lyric everyday:

The lecturer speeching this morning was really humorous and talktive. Outstanding from those normal and boring lecturers, he could really make the lifeless topic of education vivid. I could never stop laughing when I listened carefully, even the classmates stared at me with eyes whispering, "Are you mad?" He mentioned a lot about the news of celebrities with ironic tones, which really impressed me. However, beside all the jokes and laughters, we yet needed to face the situations which he talked about. 

Nowadays, values of people depends on how others think rather than the status itself. Maybe this generation wants not for stable income, but for thrilling excitement or the affection of their jobs, especially the latter. In my opinion, I'm in favor of loving my job instead of money. Still, I need to learn what kind of career I love the most by trying all kinds of careers.

lyric everyday:

I booked the ticket to the Notre Dame de Paris opera this Sunday. And also I asked one of my classmates whether he was interested in it or not. However, he surprisingly turned down my invitation. I thought he liked the opera so much that he would go and see it with me. The reason he gave me was that he could only use Sunday to finish his homework and study for tests, since we needed to go to school on saturdays. I could fully understand how he felt about that, and thanked him for replying. 

After that, I also wasted in deep thought about the value of going to the opera. Was it really worthwhile to exchange my study time for the performance that I have been looking for? Finally I made up my mind to see it. Because something you miss will never come back again if you don't ever try to grab it by its hand. Afterall, I had already bought it!

lyric everyday:

This night, despite the tiring day and tomorrow's hard tests, I asked my mom to watch Notre Dame de Paris with me. I wanted to prove that this opera is worth watching as she seemed not very interested in supporting me to see it. She even once suggest me to see The Phantom of The Opera instead, or I could wait in the future when I grow older and this show comes again. I said that this is the first time the show performed in Taiwan, and that the cast coming would be just as the same as those in the DVD. 

After my insistence, she finally agreed to watch it with me. Eventually, my mom watched from beginning to end and said this was not as bad as she had thought about. I further asked her whether if I could go to see this live opera. Guess what? She said yes! I believed it would be very exciting to see those performers singing just right before my eyes!

lyric everyday:

Today, I feel a little bitter and sour deep in my throat. One of the reason is that I taste pieces of 85% dark chocolate. After a short time of sugar sweet, the taste of bitter rises frokm the bottom of my throat. Another one is that the test is around the corner, waiting in the darkness for the time to bite away all of our joy and peace, and that I don't even notice it, happily reviewing the books slowly while thinking about the coming of our gradution trip. 

What a fool I am to ignore that the test falls on April 1st and 2nd! Even April 1st is also fool's day! I should've realized it eariler so that I can do it as soon as possible. However, it is impossible to start woithout taking a deep breath. My mind turns to think of the trip. Wait! Am I going to start it all yet? Wait a second after I dream of having there!

lyric everyday:

Today as I was reading the schedule of GEPT, I suddenly realized that hardly had chance to pass it. Since I had passed the former test about two years ago, and failed the latter three times in a row. Since the certificate expiration is two years after it, if I can't pass it for the last time, I will have to get it all over again. It will be a tiring job to pass it. And I feel I will quit doing that if I need to do it again because I'm exhausted running all the procedure once more. Also, I have wasted a large amount of money on that, hoping to pass but failed. 

I know that I'm not excellent enough to pass it with flying scores, but at least to pass it. The most important is that, I asked my mom if I can pass it, she will buy me a set of earphone with mp3 player inside. I've longing for that for years, and now this hope becomes the wish that will never come true.

lyric everyday:

It feels a little bit different from the night studying we used to have. When almost all of the classmates stay just right around you, and the classroom is much more silent, it really feels strange, like we're on the class. The rain outside made the atmosphere inside quiet. The night studying used to be a little buzzling and annoying because there were other students whispering. And sometimes I felt like being on the wrong place doing the right things while I was on other student's seat. 

But it's all different now! I'm on my own seat, doing the right things, acquaintances sitting all around me. I can make full use of this opportunity to prepare for the tests. Only the bad thing is that I can no longer meet and make any new friends via the night studying, especially those girls from junior one or senior one. What a pity!

lyric everyday: