Prolog

It was the middle of May, morning, supposedly to be hopeful, yet I felt very down. I was not sure of my selection about this route. Some old schoolmates who appeared made me feel relieved. At least, I wasn't the only local who walked this path. I proceeded to the registration desk as soon as I was done with the forms. The invitation speech was quite boring, I admitted to have dozed off a few times. But then, little did I know that the interesting part soon followed afterwards.

Jan and Feb(the shorts for January and February), my new friends, and I were walking back to the canteen after we were done with a chair game. It was then that I took the very first glimpse of her. Though it was far away, I could still see her clearly, walking side by side with her friend. She was of average height, long black hair that was tied into a ponytail and a semi-round face with what seemed to be chubby cheeks. Her eyes were small, like the ones you would expect from a Japanese. I wasn't really able to make out the rest of the details, because there was something else that mattered more.

"Who's that?" I asked Feb.

"Which one?" Feb replied, looking at the direction I was glimpsing.

"Errr...errrr..." I said, couldn't make out the answer that would cover my expression. "The one with small eyes."

Feb studied and stayed quiet for a while, then turned to me, smiling. "That's May. Why don't you go say hi? She's one friendly girl."

I was just about to respond back when another voice joined in.

"Heh, she's a nice girl. Smart, even. One of the top students in my old school." Jan said, clapping my right shoulder. "Interested, dude?"

Top student, eh. Well, thanks Jan. Because my confidence just sank to the deepest depth.

Anger and Temper

Anger and Temper,

Mine,

Very very bad.

Anger and Temper,

Because of them,

I entered discipline room,

Like it was my classroom.

Anger and Temper,

Thanks to them,

I caused many mayhem,

Cursed many "dam".

Anger and Temper,

Sadly,

I did actions foolishly,

That apologies never received, or never, so quickly.

Anger and Temper,

Rush overcomes rationality,

Beating maturity,

Hence making sometimes, false reality.

Mayhap I should put down all the grudges within,

Apologies, to give and to get.

And burdens weigh but thin air on my shoulders.

See the bright sides of people,

Encourage them more,

Praise them more,

Or, at least, smile more,

Then, with time, I will be happier.

Happier, I hope.