Lay your hands on my shoulder and I'll glide with you..

I need a cure. An antidote. A remedy of some sort. An anti-bacterial technology that may damage prolonged boredom that is fused with time.

This process is really debilitating. Though thankful that it is now reduced to 3 days instead of the usual 4. And whatever happened to teachers being involved as well? Sometimes, when the dice is rolled, the number often turns out to be in a sequence instead of the usual random manner. So it's called before it's thrown.

So when you try to lay your hands on the superiors in school, you'll get shot back with 10 times the force you gave. But since young we've been thought to respect people. There's always a but sadly. These superiors are human with powers.

Power to threaten us even though they have nothing against us. So we are left lying there, bewildered and questioning where did we go wrong.

There's just so much to say, but freedom of speech is very limited.

And I'm seeing spinning letters now. Signs of over burdening.