Well… my life may not have been on the line, but my job certainly was, if I stayed in bed another minute. 

With the reluctance of an immigrant bidding farewell to her motherland, I left the warm embrace of my duvet. I had been dreaming, I think, though all that remained now were vague images, blurred by the heavy fog of my waking consciousness.

(To be continued…)

the window was open, and a blanket of air blew across my face. a loud, piercing siren echoed through my room as if i was in an airless tunnel. it was music to my ears

my week has been a slippery slope, with no mat to cushion the fall. but finally, there was a rainbow of hope

i couldn't help but smile as i turned off my alarm

it was friday

The moment I put a foot outside my home, a blanket of cool fresh air enveloped me, and I instantly felt energised. Feeling better than before, I made my way to school, looking forward for a hopefully good day ahead. 

When the school day started, my teacher started nagging at my class, repeating for us to take out our homework because the class was too noisy. I almost thought she was a broken radio on repeat. To make matters worse, I was sitting right at the front and her lion booming voice was making my head hurt in the morning already.

I embraced myself for a long day of school, before I could see the light at the end of the tunnel when I could finally hear the holy bells and return home.

haha instead of a normal description of the concrete events that happen throughout the day, the things we do remain pretty constant but what happens internally is a troubled storm, and in turn affects our perception of those same events. yes this entire para is a metaphor itself and the interpretation is up to you :))

Science really makes me sniffle.

I got an epiphany when I realised,

the relation of atoms and our lives.

“just like we’re all born the same,

this can be compared to carbon.

doesn’t matter if we’re deaf or lame,

how we’re structured bears the burden.”

just like graphite and diamond,

structured differently with unlike bonds,

In the end, they’re still made of carbon.

It’s up to us to grow wings or horns.

I decided it’s also up to me,

To change my fate and destiny.

Do you want to be a billion cut jewel and more?

Or a worth less piece of lead from the dollar store?

suddenly it started pouring,

what a perfect day for mourning!

but as I recalled the metaphor,

I’m interested in science even more.

I can look at the good in the bad.

when the rain is pouring, don’t be sad.

instead think of the trees,

swaying gracefully in the breeze.

they’re thankful for the rain,

for the strength from the water they will gain.

I too, can gain strength from bad days,
‘cause like the rain, eventually, it’ll go away.

breathing in, i pick up my pen,

the fate of mine lies in my hand.

as long as I keep trying,

I’ll pass with colours that’ll be flying!

the rain bringing me calmness,

washing away my sadness.

I’ll put away my sorrow,

everything’ll get better tomorrow.

I know.

<3, reanne
ps. oops this isn’t really 1 paragraph jsjskdks feel free to disqualify me 🤩

I rose 🌞 from my hibernation 🦔 and stumbled to the toilet like a drunken man 🍻. After I flushed down my yellow waterfall ⛲️ , i walked out and devoured my breakfast 🥪. Then, I shed into a new layer of clothes 👙, tie up the bush on my head, and head for jail 🏫. 

🕑

After a day of slaving away ✍️, I return to my cave and occasionally accidentally knock out 😵. I make sure I finish all my paperwork 📝, and other jobs 😔, before intentionally going back into hibernation 😪.

~ zun yee 💋

I got up at the crack of dawn and my eyelids still felt as heavy as lead. I struggled waking up since I slept like a log. I couldn’t overcome the gravity pulling me back to my bed. After eating breakfast, I went to take the bus to school. 

Today, we’ll be having PE lesson, the lesson that requires you to constantly  battle against fatigue. Every bone and muscle in me would collapse after the lesson. Mr teo is a broken recorder that constantly give us advice to improve our badminton gameplay. Cordelia is the cheetah of the class who always flies past the finish line without breaking a sweat while I melt under the heat and struggle to finish running the six rounds. 

After a day of unbearable PE, I have to finish mountains and mountains of endless work before hitting the sack. 

At school, I while away the rest of my time before it officially starts playing Genshin Impact on my phone. Fulfilling my daily “duties” and admiring the breathtaking pocket universe we venture and stand amidst, I cannot help my disappointment when I am dragged away from it by the taunting cries of the bell. Stowing away my phone, classes officially begin. My attempt at paying attention is more measly than an ant, and all I can do is bide my time before the melodious ring of the dismissal bell.

- Lucinda Phua

It was just an awesome start to the day! 😋😎
- By Santhosh Suresh JH206

(Sorry for the pile of rubbish I just threw together idk what to say)
Yihui jh206

believe it or not, i do do more than just wallow in existential dread. i wake at the crack of dawn, carry a sack of processed tree bark that makes my spine ache, pay made up currency that controls the quality of our lives to board a box with wheels, then pay more made up currency to a bunch of other people so that i can listen to them talk about their lives and their problems in a melody before arriving at the source of all my stress and worry, also known as the point of my existence at my age.

then i stare at a ticking wall piece for however long it takes for the sun to rise from east to maybe somewhere in the middle of the sky, hoping time would fly by faster before i return home to hit the haystack and run away from all my responsibilities.

but on a good day i manage too loosen the tight chokehold my idea of reality has on me, maybe wake up looking at the burning ball of fire in the the sky and think about how grateful i am for the fact that i am me, and not that ancient ball that looks down on so many inferior creatures, doing nothing but moving side to side for who knows how long. sometimes i go to school and i’m reminded that i light up when i’m around a certain handful of people, and sometimes this handful of people reduce my existential dread to a speck of dust, and i’m happy.

“OH MY GOODNESS! NO WAY!” I exclaimed. Finally, I got full marks for math, science and LA! My parents are going to be so proud! 

“Ring,” My sweet bubble was once again popped by my annoying alarm. Of course that was a dream, it would never be real. I dragged myself out of bed, only to see the mess I made at 1am this morning while frantically trying to squeeze in as many math formulas as possible into my tiny brain. Sometimes I ask myself: Why am I even learning sets? After packing the pile of course books on my table, I dashed out of the door feeling extra tired because I slept at 1am today. 

After a long ride, I finally arrived at class. However, I was shocked. The classroom was empty. I happily sat down for a whole 5 minutes, thinking that I was finally early for once before realising how stupid I was. I sprinted towards the art room.

I was so late that the class already left for art class.

Turning the corner and walking through the door, Mr yo gave me the classic judging look.

Fast forward a couple hours, this day has been terrible. I can’t believe how much damage was caused by the 2 hours of sleep which i lost the previous night. I couldn’t focus AT ALL in class. I was so high I even told Ms Ting that the Maria Hertogh riots happened in 1965. Furthermore, there was a Math quiz in the afternoon. 

That did not make things any better. As expected, I did terribly for the Math exam, leaving 70% of the paper blank as I could not recall a single thing. Maybe Mrs Lee was right, I should have slept early. 

I’m definitely not looking forward to day my parents see my results. This day is a perfect example why you should not burn midnight oil.

P.S Dont play with fire or burn oil, you might burn the house down(sad).
Written by Junxiang