Friday, November 20, 2009 @ 9:12 PM
- 2008 : Class 1B
- 2009 : Class 2B
- 2010 : Class 3B
What the heck. I am 100% sure that this ain't fate. After going through the process of denying, then grieving, here comes the anger. I hate Class 3B 'cause there'll be plenty of bimbos there. They'd sure to be combing their hair and mirror-ing themselves during lessons often, ewww. Damn, I don't even wanna breathe the same air as them. Filthy! I'd rather hold my breath, shoot.
And yesterday, after knowing which class we're going into, one little bitch was so upset that I went into Class 3B (she went into Class 3A and there she was, smirking at me) because I'll be in the same class as her one and only friend. What a wonderful way of looking down on others.
Too bad, now, smart-ass. So what if you topped in most subjects? Oh, so now you're saying I'm jealous? So what if I am jealous of you, huh? Nobody gave a damn to your stupid freaking results, anyway. Certainly, you've not gain many TRUE friends because of your bloody attitude.
Hurting other people's feelings and befriending your enemies just to manipulate them, USE them, to make yourself smart? Calling others a hypocrite, eh? You are one of them yourself.
I really wanna kill somebody, anybody(!) that caused this whole riot.
I wanna kill myself.
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