第六十章：归路

I survived my camps during the two weeks of school break, I crossed over my birthday, and survived amazingly after 3 days most of the examination papers are returned. Not Satisfying but yet as expected, obviously I could have done better, up next would be the trials and then the BIG BANG (PMR). As a conclusion, it's back to life again Yu Han, buck up.

Not much to talk about, since there aren't any real stuff I can talk about. I'm not in the World Cup Mood. Besides, like what Wei Jian said at facebook, This is officially the worst world cup ever. It even upsets me to see North Korea getting pawned to the corner. I laughed my ass out when I read to Star article : "A potful of goals." But what I can really discuss about is the latest educational issue, abolishing UPSR and PMR. Seriously, Muhyiddin, S.T.F.U, no, not Shut The F*** Up, it's "Save Tomorrow For Us." Come up with some better ideas, don't waste your ass load of time on some priceless idea. YOU SAID THAT THE EXAMINATIONS ARE STRESSING THE STUDENTS, HELL NO!!!

I personally think the root of all problems come from the misuse of results and figures, the society today put so much attention on getting the figures that they forget what is the purpose of a government examination. Anyways to solve the damn thing? I'm afraid it's too late. What the government can do right now, is stop stressing on results, on comparing the percentages between all schools in Malaysia. Slight changes should be made on the syllabus, don't make it so easy, make it a little more challenging and enough will be enough. Revalue the teachers and fire those who are obviously not doing any good for education, remain those who are really worthy of what we call a teacher.

Song Of The Week
风中的羽翼 - 杨培安

黑夜过后太阳就要升起
暴风雨过后也就会天睛
让我们一起手牵手向前
彩虹就在我们心底
人生路一定有风也有雨
用泪水灌溉生命的勇气
用希望化作风中的羽翼
让梦带走心中的忧郁
你陪伴我穿越过高山和大海
我的心有你才会澎湃
我愿意放弃所有坚持和骄傲
相信你因为相信爱

第五十九章：哭泣，战越自我的那一刻

Dead blog? Nope, I'll keep it alive, but very seldom from this moment on. Suppose after the exams, This blog should be frequently updated, but hey, there are a lines of battles coming up after the month, and I don't want to end up like this exam, but I gotta admit, peeking wasn't so hard after all. *Coughs*.I don't have anticipations this time, not looking forward to the figures, I'm definitely dropping this time, what shocks me is Sejarah, my strongest subject, I LOST TO MY CONFIDENCE !!! 50/60!!!! T.T.

Back to business, there's definitely a reason for that title up there, "Teardrops, the moment I cross the borders." Yep, as usual, I went to the camp for the 3rd time. But I'll try to make my inspiration short.

I once read an article online which really kept me thinking and wondering for some time. (Unfortunately I can't find the article now.)

"Life is just like a cycle of battles, the moment we land on the earth, the moment we start to feel the touch of the doctor's palms, we are resisting pain, we fight, and we start to grow up, we walk, talk, learn, gain knowledge, and by the stage of a teenager. We start the toughest struggles of life. We're clear of our goals, we fight to achieve the figures, just so an "A" on the report card can draw smiles on our parents faces, but then I *the writer* start to realize, no matter how great the "A" is, my dad seems to be losing a part of himself, soon, the same goes for my mom too. Haven't I tried hard? It's an "A" after all. The "mystery" continued until one day I had woken up from the foolishness of my thoughts.

Humans are fighting, the battles are countless, we have our goals, that is all true. But living a life full of achievements isn't enough. Today in society, we lack of a important element. An element that has united mankind, that can prevent the break up of a nation, that has made us feel happy, that element is known as "Love". For years I have tried hard to claim victory, but my goals blinded me from giving my parent's love. I long to give them love, but now, all that's left to face, is the coffin of the person who gave so much to protect me. That proves how foolish mankind is."

In the camp, I salute the organizers that have made me cry for a shocking number of 3 times. I guess I'm really to starting to know the value of a family. They say "Work hard to pay the depths of your mom and dad." But I say, even if our parents lived for 220 years, we'll never ever be able to pay back what they have done for us.

Mom, Dad. I love you.

- 身骑白马-
* 世上有两样东西不能等，孝顺，行善…*