you know.
father was relating to us some stories about teachers that he came across through the years.
apparently, i had this
mentally challenged teacher in p5. she was not very nice i must say, constantly picking on me. funny how i have so few memories of my past. seriously, my recollections of the past are very hazy even now i struggle to remember what happened a week ago.
u think it has something to do with my rectangle-ish head shape?
hmmm.. anywaes..from what i can recall and what i hear.. i didn't exactly had a happy schhood. it's a long story, and my poor memory has indeed served its purpose well.
thankfully, life has peaked up. though i still experience much barriers in reaching out to people. say could that have been a factor? i have so little faith in myself.. feeling low these days.
thinking and thinking. picturing scenarios from the past present and future. the endless what iFs and maybes...all the possibilities.
it's funny how i always appear to be talking so much and yet somehow i reveal so little.
how little, how insignificant everything can just turn out to be.
you know....i'm getting pretty sick of me.
it's time to move on. to others. maybe if i didn't try so hard to figure things out, everything might actually fall into place.
it's just that, i have this feeling of almost coming to an understanding...that it is just within my grasp...laid out right before my eyes...so close yet so far..
hmmm..
how long does it take to understand a person?
or to forget?
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afterthought : what a bunch of gibberish words
tInkerdOll
Sunday, January 04, 2004
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