A Manoeuvre...

yesterday, an essay competition was held..
and i chose the second title:
"The Things I Treasure The Most in My Life"

yet, i have wriiten it in my own way.
i removed the "s" in the word "Things"..
having no idea whether it's a right statement,
for me, 'Twas the wrong one..
sincerely, in my mind,
"the most...in my life" is one of a kind,
so i considered it as one, lol..

immediately, one thought appeared..
i inserted "love" as the element of the whole essay..
why not?
back to this reality,
is there anyone need not to be loved?
simultaneously,
"yes, of course there is!" won't be the answer..

The obscure we see eventually.
The completely obvious, it seems, takes longer.

it only takes time to be figured out,
unless you're one of the cold-blooded creatures..

this morning, we've spent plenty of our schooling periods to practise the formation..
which will be presented during the School Sports Day..
oh my god!
you could hardly imagine how uncomfortable am i..
having a body of sticky sweats after the practice,
we're then told to continue our lessons..
grrr!! i can't believe it..
the very first time,
i'm sweating as it were raining..
the very first time,
i'm sweating as my sweat glands are burst!
my mood swiftly turned down,
and it only rose up when there is a cooling breeze..

P.S. Hey! Don't you have any misunderstanding with my personality. I'm not a moody girl. I would feel down only when the feeling of uncomfortable is really really a BIG BIG one!