School is usually describe as prison, or hell. Mainly because it is something students are not wanting to go and learn. They want to experience the fun. As the saying goes, "No work, no play." So if you don't work hard enough, you won't have much fun.
I know that first paragraph sounds idiotic, but it's true in my opinion. School can be boring as hell sometimes, other times it can be fun and exciting. Well the fun and exiciting is barely. You, the reader, must be wondering, "what does this get to do anything with your entry? Unless all you're going to talk about is what people describe school."
I felt like explaining what happened the first day of school. Part of it, some of them I just don't want to say it here because some people can read this, that I hate to know. So I shall keep it as clean and good as I can. I just hope I won't bore you with this entry.
Last night, the day before school started, was both exciting, depressing, and a hatred feeling. Excitement because I get to see friends again and enjoy new moments with them. Depressing because a year has past by, it's gone quite quick. Time can be quick, just when it wants to. I feel so old knowing that I am a Sophmore. It must be greater wisdom every year that past by. Hatred because of the so-called 'stalker' and that school is back. More work for us as we grow. It is both helping us to become smarter through the many problems at the same time something a person must perserve.
A sophmore, from what my freshmen english teacher taught me meant 'wise fool'. In which I agree, I am such a Sophmore. Sometimes I can act like I know a lot, other times I'm just a fool who doesn't know. I know it's a bit awkward to read an entry of this typed by me. I don't usually type these kind of things, but I guess you can say that it's my mood. To be a wise fool.
Anyway, today, the first day of school was..interesting. Even if I have a few little regrets, I shall just leave that alone. But it was interesting, very interesting. I know it's suppose to be a usual day at school, but to me it isn't. It's a reunion of life. Well not really life, but oh well. It's a reunion to see all the people I've missed for the past 3-ish months to see how much they've changed. Everytime I see somebody change from the first day of school, I feel like the changement goes too so quick that you can't notice it easily. Oh well, it's the process of life.
But what made me wonder once today was, 'Changement is something you can't notice easily, but will you still be able to notice the love people give you, even when you disappear in their life?' I know it's probably 'yes' but the other part..why? Oh well...
I know I've been a little emotional about this, but it matches with my journal title, 'Journal of Hopes, Dreams, and Emotions'. Mainly emotions. Well I hope you've enjoyed reading another entry of me, AzulAznWizard's passionate words. I'm not sure if they're wise enough, but passionate might work. sweatdrop
[.:AzulAznWizard:.]
P.S.: I almost forgot, I shall leave you readers with a wise quote.
"Education is not like filling a bucket, but like lighting a fire."
I've found that quote from a fortune cookie..^^"
I know that first paragraph sounds idiotic, but it's true in my opinion. School can be boring as hell sometimes, other times it can be fun and exciting. Well the fun and exiciting is barely. You, the reader, must be wondering, "what does this get to do anything with your entry? Unless all you're going to talk about is what people describe school."
I felt like explaining what happened the first day of school. Part of it, some of them I just don't want to say it here because some people can read this, that I hate to know. So I shall keep it as clean and good as I can. I just hope I won't bore you with this entry.
Last night, the day before school started, was both exciting, depressing, and a hatred feeling. Excitement because I get to see friends again and enjoy new moments with them. Depressing because a year has past by, it's gone quite quick. Time can be quick, just when it wants to. I feel so old knowing that I am a Sophmore. It must be greater wisdom every year that past by. Hatred because of the so-called 'stalker' and that school is back. More work for us as we grow. It is both helping us to become smarter through the many problems at the same time something a person must perserve.
A sophmore, from what my freshmen english teacher taught me meant 'wise fool'. In which I agree, I am such a Sophmore. Sometimes I can act like I know a lot, other times I'm just a fool who doesn't know. I know it's a bit awkward to read an entry of this typed by me. I don't usually type these kind of things, but I guess you can say that it's my mood. To be a wise fool.
Anyway, today, the first day of school was..interesting. Even if I have a few little regrets, I shall just leave that alone. But it was interesting, very interesting. I know it's suppose to be a usual day at school, but to me it isn't. It's a reunion of life. Well not really life, but oh well. It's a reunion to see all the people I've missed for the past 3-ish months to see how much they've changed. Everytime I see somebody change from the first day of school, I feel like the changement goes too so quick that you can't notice it easily. Oh well, it's the process of life.
But what made me wonder once today was, 'Changement is something you can't notice easily, but will you still be able to notice the love people give you, even when you disappear in their life?' I know it's probably 'yes' but the other part..why? Oh well...
I know I've been a little emotional about this, but it matches with my journal title, 'Journal of Hopes, Dreams, and Emotions'. Mainly emotions. Well I hope you've enjoyed reading another entry of me, AzulAznWizard's passionate words. I'm not sure if they're wise enough, but passionate might work. sweatdrop
[.:AzulAznWizard:.]
P.S.: I almost forgot, I shall leave you readers with a wise quote.
"Education is not like filling a bucket, but like lighting a fire."
I've found that quote from a fortune cookie..^^"
