Last Day of Freedom

Right now, I am bored.. and since I have nothing better to do, I'm gonna write on my blog.. When school starts, which is tomorrow,I won't know if I have the time to update my blog.. So, this might be my last entry.. But don't count on it.. Knowing me, I'm sure I'll find a way to sneak on my laptop..Anyways, freedom.. Like that picture up there, I'll be tied in shackles starting tomorrow.. I'll be in endless agony.. I'll feel the pain in my brain as if it wants to explode.. I'll feel the constant pressure by families, teachers and peers alike.. All of them would say, that this will be my final year.. Just only one year of suffering..

And like the butterfly in the picture, I'll yearn for my freedom.. and I can only see people being free while I, along every SPM candidate, have to go through torture of constantly holding a book on our hands.. Constantly revising and memorizing the things that we have to..

And just like everyone else, I keep reminding myself that it's only for a year.. after this I'll get to taste freedom again.. But easier said than done.. I hate studying.. No, I love studying.. I hate studying for the subjects that I hate.. yes, that sounds right.. now, I have to be a prisoner of education.. and my sentence is a year..

*sigh* this gonna a loooong year..