#341 I Will Be Strong

I'm fucked up.
Everyone around me is fucked up.

I feel bad for your mom to have a kid like you,
To waste all her hardworking money on someone like you.
After all, 
You don't even study.
The reason why you can't excel in your exams is because
You spent all your fucking time talking bad about others.
Fuck you.
One day,
When Fate allows,
I will be your fucking boss and I will torment you, ass hole.
You just wait and see, bastard.
You will fucking regret it.

I'm pretty sure you're wondering why and I writing this.
Well,
It happened yesterday (11012011),
I felt like a third wheel with my friends.
Nothing but a dog following them.
Listening to their conversations
And not being part of it.
There are times I tried to
But I have no clue what the are saying.
So, instead,
I walk either behind or in front of them.
Nut never beside them.
I felt so depressed even though I shouldn't be.
It sucks you know?
And my emotions were mixed up,
Some stupid Face Problem ass hole insulted me.
Like what the hell?
So I stare at him
And he said,
What? Never seen a handsome guy before?
I snorted and said,
You wish.

He got so pissy and all girl like,
He told his friends.
I didn't know at first cause I was listening to my mp4,
Trying to block all the thoughts in my head
Until I made a mistake.
I took off my earphones cause teacher walked in.
I heard them talked.
I heard him told the rest of his 'crew'
And they all started to insult me
And they called me names and such.
I had to admit,
I went to the toilet and I cried there for quite a while.
I gradually calmed down and all.
Went to the library and calmed down.
Had lunch later and went back to class for my exam.

Halfway through,
I found out someone pulled the stickers out
From my calculater.

How fucking pissy and childish these guys are!?
They are guys for God sakes!
What the fucking hell!?
Even girls that are bitches will not stoop so low.
Fucking low faggots.

I'm sorry I'm swearing and all,
But I'm releasing some stress.
Who can I talk to when I'm at school?
The hard squeeze in my heart makes me want to
Scream out loud,
To jump fucking scream.
But I had to hold back my scream.
I had to hold back damn alot of things.

Finally when I'm able to go for badminton,
I was able to release my stress.
Both badminton and my awesome friend, Yi Ling
Are there for me (lol).
She was the only one who listen to my whines
And complaints.
She helped me with all the problems I go through.
And she's only a year younger than me.
This proves that age doesn't not matter
When you're making friends.

Well, I'm calm now.
I will not be sentimental
And I will be strong.

I will not be sentimental
And I will be strong.

I will not be sentimental
And i will be strong.

I will not hold on to this hatred
And move on with life.

If I can help it.