June 5 is the official start of the Living Hell year, if you want to reserve a seat please call the number on your screen...
pretty sarcastic? I think so too... classes will start by that time and the pressure starts like a bucket of ice cold water was dumped on your head...and now I'm looking like someone crazy as i looked at the bucket filled with ice and water was slowly being poured in it...you know the color of the water was red...blood-red...that stands for the pressure they put on me, the effort I give then all being dumped back on me again...the bucket was black..raven-black...represents sadness and disappointment...by me...and them...disappointment because they won't understand even in my own little ways...sadness because they'll never understand even if i plucked up the courage to tell them straight on...they wouldn't understand anyway...why would i waste my time on something that i know myself wouldn't succeed?...and lastly to complete the hell...ice...clear-ice...I just said hell didn't i? well, hell is supposed to be a very hot place, right? like a burning flame...but ice represents happiness...i once heard that if happiness had a shape it would be glass...why?...because you may not see it but it's there...just like clear ice...you may not see it but it's there...but in my case it's ice because, like i said, hell is a very hot place and ice can be easily melted...so even if I'm drenched in blood-red water and even if my face was covered by a raven-black bucket, at least, I tasted a refreshing feeling even it wa sfor a second i tasted happiness, victory and ultimate bliss...
But then again ice easily melts in hell, right? maybe it already melted before i had the chance to taste it and before I could feel the bliss that i wanted for a long time in my living hell...
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