Tuesday, November 1, 2011

November

Hi November. Welcome!
How time flies so fast. I wake up early this morning but I dont feel like going to class because its 3 hour's class, so I skipped tutorial class at 9 and I just come in at 10 for lecture. The best part is Dr Salasiah didn't even realized I was 'missing' at 9. hehehe bertuah punye budak.

I've found this. Very interesting poem.

Lets read together..



I walk down the street.
There is a hole.
I don't see it.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
... It takes a very long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still a deep hole.
I pretend not to see it.
I fall in.
I pretend it's still not my fault.
It takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still the same deep hole.
I see it.
I fall in anyway.
It's a habit.
I get out quicker this time.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole.
I see it.
I walk around it.
I don't fall in.

I walk down a different street.


by Portia Nelson


:: November, please be good to me!

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