Pressure or what??

When i opened my eyes, "tut.....tut...tut", I was sitting on a simple wooden chair, inside a 6x6m little room made of concrete and a metal door in front of me. The painting on the four surrounding walls were peeled off and disgusting green moss could be seen in the corners of the room. There was nothing around me except for the four dark walls around me and the swinging little bulb above my head. Even though there was a lighted bulb I still couldn't see anything but the metal door that reflected the bulb's light and my reflection. Then I thought to myself :" Where...am I?" "tut..tut...tut..tut.." "That sound....EHR!My head...." Memories, painful ones... sa..d one..s....ha..pp...ARH!! So...much...I can't...handle it! " TUT..TUT..TUT..TUT!!" St..op.. I can't...think, so much...noise...so..ma..ny..memories...so...man..y.mista..kes..... "TUTTUTTUTUTTUTUTUTUTUTUT!!!" What is that sound!! My head aching i followed the noise. When my vision cleared, I was looking at the metal door....and my reflection...the strange thing was, It was the one making the noise.It was knocking on the door, It's fists moving back and forth....back and forth..., faster and faster, she looked scared as though she wanted to come out but can't....I wanted to help but I couldn't move and my head still hurt from before, the memories from before were gone too...memories....were they mine?.....I wanted to stand up but I can't it's as though something is pushing me down...as though there was a tone of stone on top of me....the light.. It seems to be the one responsible.. It looked light but it felt very...heavy...I....started to feel tired again.... tired...my..reflection...is...still....knocking...trying...to..tell..me...someth..ing.....

Reflection:" No!! Don't Sleep!!!! Ill be trapped here forever!!!! DON'T!!!!"

Then Everything went black......

Our lives are more interesting and complicated than we think

Watching people come and go, living a boring pitiful life, while I hang from London's clock tower, katana sword in hand, a revolver in it's sockets and a long wooden bow with Egyptians carving decorating its sides slung on my back. If I fail my mission, millions of fragile life will die...

As I continue to watch, I asked myself "How the hell did i get into this?Why am i here? To save mankind? Or to save myself? Should i carry this responsibility on my shoulders?Should I even be here, for every muscle of my body is aching to run.. What if all of them died? Will it really matter? Should I just...run?

While I was lost in thought, something caught my eye...It had a solemn face, long fangs, bloodied hands and it was wearing a long black cloak...As it walked, it radiated only death and danger...It was closing in on a passer by. As it hold out its hands as if to strangle the innocent human, I found myself jumping off the clock tower, firing my revolver at it. I'm tired of running, I'm going to stand and fight, even if it kills me.

Ever wonder, what am i doing with my life...

especially on holidays..

i taught of the things i can do...

but i just can't do it..

because of my laziness^_^

haiz...

so disappointed at myself..

always reminding myself

STOP WASTING PRECIOUS TIME !

but what is exactly wasting time?

am i wasting time now typing this..

or is it when i spend most of my time watchin shows n eatin a waste of time...

i think it depends..

i think when ur doing something useful like doing homework or practising on the piano..

if u don't haf the heart...

i think its just a waste of time...

because..

if all the answers were wrong..

wasn't it waste of time..

if you've been practising on the piano for like hours

but you only improve a little

wasn't also a waste time?

to me it is..

i don noe about u guys...

but its just an opinian

just wish i can have the heart to do those things....

haiz... when im as busy as a bee i would have the heart,

when im so free that i could sleep all day,

i would be in front of the computer,

like now..

hope to hear from everyone

Hard work

I think these days...
people keep comparing themselves with other people...
when comparing with someone better they lose confidence(sometimes)
when comparing with poeple worse than you...
they start to think they are soooo good...(sometimes)
but i guess they can't help it..
Onetime i heard someone playing a beautiful song on the piano...
then i taught :" There is no way i can play like that."
Then i remembered something...
There used to be a girl who always got scolded by her teacher everytime because of her horrible playing.
Then i looked at my watch, it was 9 o'clock in the morning.She should be playing the piano by now, but i didn't heard any scolding , just the beautiful sound of the piano. It couldn't be her, could it?
So i started to find the source of the music.
It came of a shock to me, but it was the same girl !
And beside her was the grumpy teacher, but now she was smiling.
She must have worked very very hard to play such a beautiful song.
Its as like my teacher said:" Practise makes perfect."
Just like playing the piano,
everything needs practise,
although some was born with talents
but there are also some who practise until it became their talent.
Have confidence and work hard^_^
Please comment and correct me if i am wrong,
oh and i hope everyone will share their opinions