Guess what? The word "holiday" in my dictionary has a new meaning after experiencing an "eventful" week. Holiday- A torturous period of time for students. As it is a pretext the teachers use to mount students with huge piles of homework and expects them to be done by the end of our holidays. That is one gigantic reason why I hate holidays, isn't holidays suppose to mean a break from school? With the workloads we have, I reckoned that we could even get any breathing space. And if we don't do something about it, we would be constantly plague with the thoughts of the after-effects of procrastination, which prevents us from fully enjoying ourselves. It is not fair.
Sometimes, I would rather that we don't have holidays at all; as it is just an empty shell with shiny surface. Sure, it sounds good, and I mean REALLY good: no need to attend school for a week, more hang-outs, more sleeping time, less stress. But, I was finally enlightened with the voidness of the word "holiday". It's just like wishing Santa Clause to give presents to give good children during christmas, it would never be what it is, you and I know it. It's just like me being sucked from my own fantasy into another's which are filled with witches, wolves, stepmothers...etc. The defination of true horror. Suicidal I guess.
If your thinking that I am acting like some drama king, well, I would say that you should go away. Go back to that shallow world of yours and pretend to see no nothing, go act high-and-mighty as you are able to handle it well, go on believing that Santa will come knocking to your house one day( because you have no chimey) and just, go away. Obviously, this is not for you, not meant for you. For one, you haven't experience anything like this at all. So why brag about how well you manage your holiday? Enjoy looking at people suffer? Your sick. Mentally.
I guess this is the end for my ramblings. Feels so good after writing it all out. Smiles. Hope that you guys out there are doing fine.
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