The machine

29 September 2003 @ 10:10 p.m.

...I am not neglecting this site!...

Except courseworks really do bother, but then i guess we have the freedom to write once a while (@ least even ghostwriters & freelance writers do)

I tried to write stories but everytime i thought is just sumone being hurt because of their beliefs or sumthin..so here is a point of view of year 11

We were innocent pure teenagers, all pushed into the crisp machine, the one with over-heating (over 100C) and we were in the machine, all being compressed into a brown crisp with its ends burnt that it looked as if we have been on a trip to Africa or somewhere near. The teachers, were the controllers of this devilish machine. I believe they all hold pHds on operating the machine, probably holding a thin, plain certificate (certificates are not thick and colourful right) that says they have achieved the gold standard of operating it. We were all keen to try this new device, or at least we might have look forward to it when we were younger, less knowledgeable and playful. But these days have passed, and now we were all either the guinea pigs or the apprentices trying on the machine. Let me clarify the guinea pigs and the apprentices

Guinea pigs are usually volunteers born out of their own excitement. Believe it or not, they could jump right into the machine, thinking that it is probably the paradise of their lives, only finding themselves tanned and radiated by the electrical power of it, as if they had been lying in the sun with their bare skin (without suncream) for 2 months. Of course, the outcome is - a nightmare. (unsatisfactory grades?)

Apprentices are, more like sensible people. They might look as if they are party animals, but inside they know what they want to do. I guess, they might spend a whole night reading on careers advice? (Exception for those who are in love with the tv maybe?) They notice the immense danger of this powerful machine, and even if they are going near or into it, they are in there with precautions. To them, the machine is a stage of life, but not paradise, nor hell.

Itz fine if you dun understand it anyways- the machine is just symbolizing our GCSEs...

Quizzes:

You're Most Like The Season Winter ...

You're often depicted as the cold, distant season.
But you're incredibly intelligent, mature and
Independant. You have an air of power around
you - and that can sometimes scare people off.
You're complex, and get hurt easily - so you
rarely let people in if you can help it. You
can be somewhat of a loner, but just as easily
you could be the leader of many. You Tend to be
negative, and hard to relate to, but you give
off a relaxed image despite being insecure -
and secretly many people long to be like you,
not knowing how deep the Winter season really
is.

Well done... You're the most inspirational of
seasons :)

?? Which Season Are You ??
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Goddess of the Moon. Beauty, yet a sadness lurks
about you at times. But hey, pain is beauty,
right?

What element would you rein over? (For Girls)
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well, the origin of my name means Goddess of Moon anyways.

Trust your intuition...

Seriously, i dun think my real life is that interesting, or is it? A little bit of promotion - AC Milan is the pride of Milano! Calcio Italia!

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