UNSTABLE.

Segregation. How do you connect broken strings, strings deliberately severed?

Damn them, why do they have to do this, it takes two hands to clap, and one person simply isn't enough to keep things together. Why do I even care? 

Because, because, I want to be a part of it, stupid but, yes, that's the truth. I want in. to be there. That mark, where there's something called privilege, even though it's kinda invisible. It will not happen. But I can still dream, and try, and prove myself.

Why is life all about being the top? When there’s a first, there’s a last. Does it matter so much, why? ‘Cause I’m human, that’s why. We the perfectionist, the nature of humans. We have come thus far, so may we do better and make the world a better place to live in. there, i've said it. i want to be a part of it, don't know why, but all my life i've been proving myself, and making people believe that i can do it. even though it's starting to fall apart now, i have staples and glue to tape it back together. no matter what, i will try, so there goes, my latest confession.

Right now I have this terrible headache that feels like it’s going to explode any second. Then blog songs just make things worse. Every time you link to a blog, of you’re unfortunate enough, you will get a very loud and blaring noise called rock songs, it’s just totally annoying. And with this super irritating headache that makes me want to fall over anytime, it just gets worse. Like my head is already going to explode any second, then there’s this ‘boom clash bang wertyuiophbvc’. I just muted everything and gave up listening to music on the computer.

Next, surprise, surprise, but the geog test I was supposed to fail ended up better than I expected. Still, I will never be fully contented until perfection is achieved. Same as always. Today’s Chinese test. The passage said something about the nature of human is to strive for perfection; we will never stop. That’s why our world keeps improving. (Not in the long run, I suppose)

Anyway, I love the 4^th floor. That’s where the dance studio is, that’s where we can have the toilet all to ourselves, we don’t have to climb stairs to get to the art studio, or music room. Sining is there. And someone. J

So, I just stared thinking about my (fatal) mistake during the ayg performance all over again, thanks to jingkai. Which, inevitably leads to the memories of, quote, ‘the great times we had, the sweat we dripped, the times we had, the photos we took, the laughter we shared, and the tears we shed.’

Also, there was the ‘we breathed the same air’. Now I love that one.

Dance. Always and Forever.