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How wonderful, O levels are almost over. In a flash, many papers have been done. Suddenly, feeling so empty.

I'm missing the school already. Perhaps because I won't get to use the library again.

It is common knowledge that the library is a place for conducive reading and studying. Yet, for the few of us, it was most certainly not used for its rightful purpose.

Not solely the library. Its just, everything about the school. The teachers, the lunatic schoolmates, the staff, the counsellor, the floor, the filthy classroom, the windows, the cats, the......

Basically, everything. Such a wonderful place, even in spite of the existence of the neighbourhood-friendly Mr Goh Kee Yong.

Its just like how the many citizens of China went into states of depression after the Bei Jing Olympics. Something so great, when gone, the empty feeling can really deal some sort of -

Ah. Empty feelings aside, Higher Mother Tongue could use some work, its been ages since I last did anything related to this subject.

Plus, Madam Yu promised a treat if we were to do well.

By " we ", I meant the HCL failures, so you other Chinese-proficient-people can dream on. HMPH.

OK, moving on.

Things are beginning to clear up. Things are starting to look up. Wednesday is always a wonderful day.

Because Wednesday is fabled to have some mystical form of soothing ability.

Oh ya, watching TV at 9.