Just be good to me.. Be good to me.
Firstly, i would like to start this post with a song :
Barriers by David Archuleta.
Well , that song is very meaningful for me this year. Too many tears, too many lies. This year, everything just keep falling down. And that incident has just happened, i dont think i could trust this class anymore, i cant even trust what am i hearing. Just me, and nothing else. People say that I needed to help him, but is it even possible?
So what if it hurts me? So what if i breakdown?
Just realised that i shouldnt be doing that. Maybe i should be respecting her. But who knows? Its our final goodbye. Its just 1 year. I would be able to survive. Just hoping that the class would have some bonding, the school seperated us all. Now people talk to their classes from last year more often. And with the given situation, i cant even concentrate in class. I need her. I need her to guide me through my life. Even though it may seem so stupid or is that i am mentally strong, nobody in this school saw me breakdown before. Tried to control myself, and now im losing it. Nothing is left in me. Just plain sorrow. If it wouldnt be the teachers, i would already fall to my knees this year. Just couldnt stand it.
Learning purposes, but the truth is, what is the purpose in life? I doubt that she would meet me there. This is already starting to become a detour. I have no mood to care for others, or even participate in singing. Just me, stuck at home and doing nothing. So what if i had sailed the seven seas? It still doesnt make a difference. The school had just want to spoil the fun, spoil almost everything. And for that incident, i am speechless. I got you no more.
No place to crash ;
Cant get on as before.
Btw, maybe i should change my blogskin. Maybe something nicer. I dont bother linking the class blog anymore. I would do the other links later.
Not only that, you called me a loser. Of all people, why would you call me that? Just because you won me in history test for just a couple of marks, doesnt mean that you are able to call me those words. Youre now nothing to me. Just a presence in the air. Dont bother calling me, as i wont reply a single word.
You can say all your blah blah blah, but i just dont care who you are.
