!!!>. My Broken Cup, My Broken LifeI broke my cup again! I cannot even remember how many cups have I broken since I come to Singapore. But this time is much more severe than any of similar cases before, cause I stepped on the one tiny piece of fragments barefoot the next day even though I had cleared up my broken pieces! Blood drops one after another onto the floor, beautifully and gracefully as it could be, just like my life, tragedy as it is, I manage to make it colorful and bright as blood, fresh blood that just spilt from artery veins.I cannot find a proper adjective to modify my life these days. Even the word “cup” which has the same pronunciation with “tragedy” in Chinese and incredibly popular among the youth, was far far from enough to depict the life I am now suffering. What a total mess! A total DAMN!It’s universally acknowledged that Shakespeare has four well-known tragedies, but few know about the fifth. It’s me! And now I will reveal it to all of you.At the first place, the topic of our research has long been a headache for our group. The topics we came up with were all aborted without even one drop of blood spilt. Then a creative idea popped out, which was sure to shock everyone and which, we thought, can make sense to us all. But it’s such a dangerous and challenging topic that every tutor who heard of our plan suggested turning it down and changing another topic. I had to surrender at last when all my group members agreed to change. In reality, I’m clear that our previous topic is on the edge of moral; but I just cannot understand why my brain is always bombarded with ideas that are weird and challenging.Maybe I am the one surviving on the edge of a cliff, one mistake leading to loss of all. However, this is not the only thing that drives me crazy.Another annoying thing is my plan to watch the 3D movie “Clash of the Titans”, of which the story, Greek mythology together with Homeric epic, has been one of my favorites since I was a little boy. At first, I intended to ask several of my friends to watch it on 3th April just after our bloody checkpoint together with me, cause I have formed the habit of hanging out for amusement and revel after big exams. Whereas it seems that no one has much interest on this movie, which disappointed me a lot. Despite of this, I managed to book a ticket for myself as planned. Once I determined, I don’t want to change my mind any more, although I am skilled at changing my expression on my face.Glad that I enjoy both friends’ company and solitude. Needn’t to manage a smile, needn’t pretend to be happy, needn’t to mind what others are thinking, just let sorrow exude, flush or pour, as bold as it could be, to the top of its bent.Just let it go.If only I had merely these little trifles!To my greatest horror, the ultimate boss is the checkpoint. Obviously, it’s impossible to prepare for it in just 2days. However, optimistically, I can be well-prepared for a warning letter!

My Broken Cup, My Broken Life

I broke my cup again! I cannot even remember how many cups have I broken since I come to Singapore. But this time is much more severe than any of similar cases before, cause I stepped on the one tiny piece of fragments barefoot the next day even though I had cleared up my broken pieces! Blood drops one after another onto the floor, beautifully and gracefully as it could be, just like my life, tragedy as it is, I manage to make it colorful and bright as blood, fresh blood that just spilt from artery veins.

I cannot find a proper adjective to modify my life these days. Even the word “cup” which has the same pronunciation with “tragedy” in Chinese and incredibly popular among the youth, was far far from enough to depict the life I am now suffering. What a total mess! A total DAMN!

It’s universally acknowledged that Shakespeare has four well-known tragedies, but few know about the fifth. It’s me! And now I will reveal it to all of you.

At the first place, the topic of our research has long been a headache for our group. The topics we came up with were all aborted without even one drop of blood spilt. Then a creative idea popped out, which was sure to shock everyone and which, we thought, can make sense to us all. But it’s such a dangerous and challenging topic that every tutor who heard of our plan suggested turning it down and changing another topic. I had to surrender at last when all my group members agreed to change. In reality, I’m clear that our previous topic is on the edge of moral; but I just cannot understand why my brain is always bombarded with ideas that are weird and challenging.
Maybe I am the one surviving on the edge of a cliff, one mistake leading to loss of all. However, this is not the only thing that drives me crazy.

Another annoying thing is my plan to watch the 3D movie “Clash of the Titans”, of which the story, Greek mythology together with Homeric epic, has been one of my favorites since I was a little boy. At first, I intended to ask several of my friends to watch it on 3th April just after our bloody checkpoint together with me, cause I have formed the habit of hanging out for amusement and revel after big exams. Whereas it seems that no one has much interest on this movie, which disappointed me a lot. Despite of this, I managed to book a ticket for myself as planned. Once I determined, I don’t want to change my mind any more, although I am skilled at changing my expression on my face.
Glad that I enjoy both friends’ company and solitude. Needn’t to manage a smile, needn’t pretend to be happy, needn’t to mind what others are thinking, just let sorrow exude, flush or pour, as bold as it could be, to the top of its bent.
Just let it go.

If only I had merely these little trifles!
To my greatest horror, the ultimate boss is the checkpoint. Obviously, it’s impossible to prepare for it in just 2days. However, optimistically, I can be well-prepared for a warning letter!