Today, there was a weird atmosphere in the air. As long as I breathed, I could feel it.
The first strange thing was that Z. kept rubbing her eyes while I was asking her about the story. In the beginning, I thought she was just tired, not knowing in fact she was weeping! As to the story, it also made me weep over reading it before. However, after a period of time, I don't feel grieved any more; all I feel about it is only ” What a pity!” Really, for me, it already doesn't matter now. But why did I actually cry at that time when I read the composition in front of the class? Then, I heard my voice trembling, but I wasn't nervous at all in reality. Even I myself didn't know the reason. And to my surprise, I burst into tears! It’s ridiculous, huh? Afterwards, they all consoled me, who didn’t feel sorrow but accidentally cried.
Nevertheless, V. said that it is because that deep in my heart, I still care about it very much. Is that true…
The second strange thing was that they cried in PE class one after another. It seemed that the murderer that made them cry was basketball, however, I thought it's just a trigger; they've been weary for a long time. Then the third was that the teacher lost his temper in class. Why do we always exaggerate and fall in a stiff impression of others? He told L. to open his mind, but didn't L. try before? O.K. Even if he hasn't tried, but will we also open our mind to accept him if he does? I don't think so.
The final unpleasant thing was that I flew into a rage toward those who neglected my word. I just can't put up with their noise! ( and K., you shocked me! How bold the remark was! )
However, there were also happy things today. Thanks to Mr. Z., we had a wonderful snack. And thank the substitute angel, (maybe you are really my own angel!) I had a chocolate bar. And Z., I'm really obliged to you for teaching me many things patiently. Hmmm…there is still someone I need to praise. It's my cute little sister! She's sooooooo cute! Whenever I see her, I feel so happy. Why do I have to praise her? Ha… because she gave me a prize! And my classmates, my older brother, thank you guys for sharing much food with me every day. ( well… can you just stop tempting me to eat? I'm getting fatter and fatter and almost become a pig! )
Oh, by the way, in addition to say “ Thank you.” I want to apologize. I got my younger brother wrong. “Sorry, my dear bro.” I've gotten him wrong for many times. And I remember the words he said to my older brother,” She always treats me well only when I look weak.” So sorry… But sometime you are really difficult to handle!
Today is a colorful day. Just like the words “ Love makes me cry and laugh, too agitatedly.”
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