Saturday, September 09, 2006
-We All know it might be going too fast-
The story is simple. A group of friends sitting together on a table in the canteen after the break from tormentous hours of studying, either satisfying our ravenous stomachs or the hole in the mind that has to be filled up with endless gossip. Then now we are still doing the same, just that we see ourselves driving each other along the expressways with all the certified as well as up and coming driving liscences breaming with the youth and exuberance of their new owners. Havent we all matured, or at least im hoping. We now praise of the roads and places we have driven to, the mileage we have clocked by ourselves on the roads, the excellence in our sense of direction as well as everything that is hilarious.
Soon I will see those kids that i have been guiding along the english seminar for my tuition teacher take on the first major examination of their lives, and well most, likely succeeding it in a breeze. Some of their liguistic potentials know no boundaries, and are able to produce vocabulary even 16 yrs old cannot in their O levels. But i maintain my stance that i cannot teach children in a long run, they still do drive me crazy and provide me the aftermath migraines.
And i know he will call me uncle real soon. Cant wait.
Written fashion may not be history @11:16 AM
