~* SChool? * What EvEr =P ~

Two weeks till the school holidays over n start a new life, meet new friends n do new homeworks. What I'm worry is port folio n those irritating projects! Its like hell to finish them nicely n get great marks. Although i know its good to train ur knowledge once in a while but still government should really cancel those folios.I can't do it good nor i can take my time relaxing. Its the pressure thats been bothering me. What pressure? u wan to know? I'll tell u. head pressure, stress= pressure, body pressure, brain pressure, thoughts pressure, high blood pressure ( the logical one ) n more pressure that u can't even imagine it. I wonder when will I graduate? Can i graduate proudly n happily? well..that will be unpredictable. I'll live my life to the fullest while I'm alive. Ohya. Speaking of which. My bro also goin bac to his quaters n prepared for the next terms. but not this week. Maybe January? He can't be much help either in the house, better he goes bac anyway. Today, my mom said " talk bac to ur bro, he's lonely n two more weeks , he's goin bac anyway." I was like " HUH??! Lonely? U sure? even the world dun talk to him, he'll never be lonely." I do not hate him, my brother. In fact, I love him. But when he "share" sumthin at tht time. I had to say that my thinking of him ia totally wrong! I won't talk with him for a while from now on. I think its already been weeks. I dun wanna talk to him. I scared. Scared that he will do sumthin hurtful again. Sumthin that hurts my feeling toward my lovely brother again. So, i choose to not talk. Its better this way. I dun wanna hate him. I do not wan to made myself hate him. had revengeful thoughts over him. So , I pretend i do not care. Even if he hates me. I still dun wan to talk to made myself not to hate him. because i know. I know one day, he will "share" again. Scold me again. Since he doesnt mind even i Doesnt talk to him. then, I think its not necessary to go along with him again. One day goes n another day passed. Maybe our relationship will be different. Different not in goin deep but being more shallow n finally we became strangers that being polite. That we will be not that close to each other anymore. N he will changed. I will changed. One day when we talk bac again. It will be strange. BEcause its same as my father. same as my dad. who doesnt talk to him for like passed few years. Such idiotic n selfish brother. Such disappointment. I dun want to know. =((