ya stay away from me. as far as possible. you come any nearer and you will dieeee.
ya don't fuck around with me - even if you've got the whole world behind you. because I know that I ain't giving up just 'cos of that. I'm a fighter, I'm a born fighter and I am VERY competitive. I will, and I repeat that, I WILL beat you ass upside down and make sure you never see daylight again if you come near me anytime soon.
hey you, just because I may not be in your league or your clique, my fucking heart is bigger than yours and I'm prettier than you. oh, and I bet you that if I study as hard as you, I can fucking own your grades. also, just because I may seem small and weak and feeble or whatever, I'm not a FUCKING pushover.
^_^ I am once again here to rant. Like it or not. I am going to rant. Even if you're sick of it.
I admit I suck at managing my time, I admit I suck at studying. But this is really too much for me to handle. I've got a whole week (no, 2 weeks) FILLED with god damn tests and quizzes and homework and idk what. Which reminds me, I have a field trip assignment due. But that's not the point.
I'm sick of saying I'm tired. Exhausted would be an understatement. I feel bad, yes I really do but I really can't. I at least expected you to TRY to understand - but I guess you failed anyway.
I just need something to distract my mind - something happy that can make me feel appreciated but I guess God won't be giving it to me until I'm 10000000 years old. It has been 15 long years of torture already and I'm sick of being the only one. Please.
How many of us actually enjoy being socially awkward during CNY?
I for one, don't. I hate it when relatives talk to each other and then the only question they ask you is about school. I mean, it's the holidays. Do I HAVE TO talk about school?
Pisses the shit out of me. So dam annoying.
And just recently, I thought of something I shouldn't have. I wondered what would have been if I confronted you, then maybe this year wouldn't be as crazily depressing as it is right now.
I could put your name here and no one would know who I was talking about because you, for one, can't care less about what I think, or what I feel. But it's all over now. I don't give no shit about you anymore. I don't give a shit about your future. I don't give a shit about your appearance. I don't give a shit about your character and what you're turning into.
People say things about you that I don't really care about. Because I don't want to regret anything. Instead, I feel happy that I didn't get stuck with a loser like you.
Or maybe, I would have been sad, to know that I missed on someone as special as you. But it's okay. Someone better will come by my way - or maybe he already is on his way.