Record the mood and the author's daily thoughts. Chicken Soup.
Purpose: Don't be anxious because of your ordinaryness
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Life is not always smooth sailing. You will always experience various setbacks. Just look away.
Ps: My name is Zhang Lu too, hehe, what a coincidence.
After reading another novel, the teacher's somewhat sinister Draco really appealed to my taste.
Today's earth biology experiment operation test, full score.
I had another quarrel with my mother... Why can't she understand me?
Ah... I read it carefully again and found that we are somewhat similar (?)
Well... My personality is similar to yours. I am also sensitive, suspicious, anxious and irritable, but at the same time I hide myself. As a result, almost everyone around me now thinks that I am a sunny, gentle and patient person. They often jokingly call me "central air conditioner". To be honest, I am quite helpless.
My childhood is not like yours, at least my parents have not divorced so far (I feel it may be because of my existence, because there was a quarrel for a while, but it seemed that it ended because of me), but I actually don't understand this kind of behavior. We obviously no longer love each other, why do we have to get together again? I don't know whether it is because of me or for other reasons, and I don't want to know. Anyway, it doesn't feel like a good result.
My current state feels similar to yours in the third and fourth grade of junior high school (self-perception), because I also met a similar teacher. Since elementary school, my head teacher has been targeting me, but he wants me to get honors for him. I do all the hard work, but in the end it is his precious student who gets the reward. Why? After I entered junior high school, I didn't have any resentment towards him because of what he did, because I thought he was at least the teacher who once taught me. Sometimes he would say hello to me when he met me, but he ignored me every time. But as soon as his precious student said hello, he would immediately greet me with a smile.
But luckily, I met a good teacher in junior high school, but the good times didn't last long. I couldn't live up to my expectations. I got sick and could only recuperate at home. I was forced to take a year off from school. After I resumed school, I could only join other classes, which is my current class. The math teacher of this class and The Chinese teacher is really unreasonable. The math teacher often teases me in class, telling me how you can get such a score after you have studied everything once. But the Chinese teacher just slaps me in the face and forces me to study. Even if I really can't concentrate, he still does it.
And a while ago, I stayed in the hospital for more than ten days due to psychological problems (moderate to severe depression and anxiety, severe social disorder). After returning to school, I immediately encountered the third monthly exam (final mock exam). I had not touched a book or learned any knowledge in more than ten days. I took the exam directly. In the end, my score dropped as expected, dropping 23 places, from 15th to 38th. But I was not anxious, but they became anxious first. The yin and yang became stronger every day, and they were contemplating me almost every day. The most serious one (about Wednesday last week) directly caused my psychological defense to collapse. At that time, there was only one thought in my mind - death, but I can't be the only one like this. I have to let all the teachers who turned me into this and forced me to do this go to hell together. But the reality is that I don't dare, I only dare to attack myself, so I hold the pen firmly in my hand, take a deep breath, and prepare to stab my throat with the pen to seek a new life (because I want to self-injure and have a history of suicide, so sharp weapons are confiscated), but in the end I control myself, and now that I think about it, I'm actually not that angry. If I had punctured my throat at that time, maybe the Chinese teachers and others would be held accountable, but it would not hurt the basics, but would cause trouble for my relatives and friends.
Ah... If there is a next life, I really don't want to be a human being. Of course, if possible, I would rather not have a next life and just disappear into ashes after death.
In fact, I think the technical school is not bad. I heard from my friends who went to ordinary high schools and key high schools that they not only have weird rules but also have a lot of promiscuous people, and they are messy.
Finally, what you said is really right. We are all just ordinary people. Ordinary people can no longer be ordinary. Why can't we accept our own ordinaryness? Why should we deceive our own hearts? If the world is full of geniuses, then what should ordinary people do? Who will do those hard and tiring jobs? Are they geniuses or ordinary people? I think many people will say, "Of course they are ordinary people. Geniuses are reserve forces who contribute to the country." However, if there were no ordinary people, would the world still operate so smoothly? Everyone is a genius, and everyone is unwilling to give up, but everyone has no way out, and in the end they kill each other, but outsiders take advantage.
Normally, regardless of serious injury or illness, anyone who has experienced a critical illness or death will be emotionally agitated when they wake up. What follows is that everything becomes bearish and people suffer from various mental illnesses.
I feel so tired from living, so tired from socializing, I don't want to study, I feel so irritable
Today I decided to leave. There is no nostalgia for this world.
Maybe it seems a bit sudden or ridiculous to you. This is because I have experienced a lot during this period but I am tired and I don't want to describe it, so it seems nondescript.
I don't know what to say, just leave it like that, wish me freedom.
DeathNote! ! !
Come on, Bone King's writing is so Westward~
When catching insects, "Nan Zhi took out his ID card", it should be Mu Mu, right?
Looks good
Life is not always smooth sailing. You will always experience various setbacks. Just look away. Ps: My name is Zhang Lu too, hehe, what a coincidence.
After reading another novel, the teacher's somewhat sinister Draco really appealed to my taste.
Today's earth biology experiment operation test, full score. I had another quarrel with my mother... Why can't she understand me?
Ah... I read it carefully again and found that we are somewhat similar (?) Well... My personality is similar to yours. I am also sensitive, suspicious, anxious and irritable, but at the same time I hide myself. As a result, almost everyone around me now thinks that I am a sunny, gentle and patient person. They often jokingly call me "central air conditioner". To be honest, I am quite helpless. My childhood is not like yours, at least my parents have not divorced so far (I feel it may be because of my existence, because there was a quarrel for a while, but it seemed that it ended because of me), but I actually don't understand this kind of behavior. We obviously no longer love each other, why do we have to get together again? I don't know whether it is because of me or for other reasons, and I don't want to know. Anyway, it doesn't feel like a good result. My current state feels similar to yours in the third and fourth grade of junior high school (self-perception), because I also met a similar teacher. Since elementary school, my head teacher has been targeting me, but he wants me to get honors for him. I do all the hard work, but in the end it is his precious student who gets the reward. Why? After I entered junior high school, I didn't have any resentment towards him because of what he did, because I thought he was at least the teacher who once taught me. Sometimes he would say hello to me when he met me, but he ignored me every time. But as soon as his precious student said hello, he would immediately greet me with a smile. But luckily, I met a good teacher in junior high school, but the good times didn't last long. I couldn't live up to my expectations. I got sick and could only recuperate at home. I was forced to take a year off from school. After I resumed school, I could only join other classes, which is my current class. The math teacher of this class and The Chinese teacher is really unreasonable. The math teacher often teases me in class, telling me how you can get such a score after you have studied everything once. But the Chinese teacher just slaps me in the face and forces me to study. Even if I really can't concentrate, he still does it. And a while ago, I stayed in the hospital for more than ten days due to psychological problems (moderate to severe depression and anxiety, severe social disorder). After returning to school, I immediately encountered the third monthly exam (final mock exam). I had not touched a book or learned any knowledge in more than ten days. I took the exam directly. In the end, my score dropped as expected, dropping 23 places, from 15th to 38th. But I was not anxious, but they became anxious first. The yin and yang became stronger every day, and they were contemplating me almost every day. The most serious one (about Wednesday last week) directly caused my psychological defense to collapse. At that time, there was only one thought in my mind - death, but I can't be the only one like this. I have to let all the teachers who turned me into this and forced me to do this go to hell together. But the reality is that I don't dare, I only dare to attack myself, so I hold the pen firmly in my hand, take a deep breath, and prepare to stab my throat with the pen to seek a new life (because I want to self-injure and have a history of suicide, so sharp weapons are confiscated), but in the end I control myself, and now that I think about it, I'm actually not that angry. If I had punctured my throat at that time, maybe the Chinese teachers and others would be held accountable, but it would not hurt the basics, but would cause trouble for my relatives and friends. Ah... If there is a next life, I really don't want to be a human being. Of course, if possible, I would rather not have a next life and just disappear into ashes after death. In fact, I think the technical school is not bad. I heard from my friends who went to ordinary high schools and key high schools that they not only have weird rules but also have a lot of promiscuous people, and they are messy. Finally, what you said is really right. We are all just ordinary people. Ordinary people can no longer be ordinary. Why can't we accept our own ordinaryness? Why should we deceive our own hearts? If the world is full of geniuses, then what should ordinary people do? Who will do those hard and tiring jobs? Are they geniuses or ordinary people? I think many people will say, "Of course they are ordinary people. Geniuses are reserve forces who contribute to the country." However, if there were no ordinary people, would the world still operate so smoothly? Everyone is a genius, and everyone is unwilling to give up, but everyone has no way out, and in the end they kill each other, but outsiders take advantage.
Normally, regardless of serious injury or illness, anyone who has experienced a critical illness or death will be emotionally agitated when they wake up. What follows is that everything becomes bearish and people suffer from various mental illnesses.
I feel so tired from living, so tired from socializing, I don't want to study, I feel so irritable
Today I decided to leave. There is no nostalgia for this world. Maybe it seems a bit sudden or ridiculous to you. This is because I have experienced a lot during this period but I am tired and I don't want to describe it, so it seems nondescript. I don't know what to say, just leave it like that, wish me freedom.
DeathNote! ! !
Come on, Bone King's writing is so Westward~
When catching insects, "Nan Zhi took out his ID card", it should be Mu Mu, right? Looks good