Do you know that i suffered alot during that grace period? =( Everyone thought i was having fun and have no worries at all. It's not true!! I thought i could start a new life, to have many frens and to be outstanding there. Even at the beginning of the journey, it sucks to the max. I noe it's not their fault or whatsoever, but i can't help feeling like that right? It's always been like this..no matter where i go..it will still stay the same. I just want them to understand how it actually feel to have this disadvantage. They just say they do, but they still dont, coz it's not them..get it? I was IN their gang, but i wasnt PART of it. They do care bout me and stuff, but it's different. We just cant be that close as i want them to be.There was once we had a heart-to heart talk, i was actually feeling bored..it's not that i'm cold blooded, it's coz i dun understand okay? And to have these people 24/7 with me, i just cant stand it anymore. I never cried so many times in my life in such a short while.
So, in the end..I went all quiet and became the outsider as usual. I dun care bout it anymore..as long as i knew i get to run away earlier. In another person's point of view, i was actually quite famous over there. She said i knew alot of people. I was like...izzit? Maybe i should thank that one guy..hahaha! Him and his frens, for spreading such a rumour. But kinda think of it..i dun like that rumour one bit. But hey, you dont know how angry i was towards him. I was damn pissed!! Luckily, most of these ppl no longer exist in my life already. Lol, i'm so mean. =.='
"I guessed I noe the answer...gotta return my phone today"
"You sure you noe the answer?"
I was certain i was so sure at first, till i read his msg..he made me sceptical..to tell you the truth, i duno...
"I believe time will answer everything =P"
"Why do you always make me smile at your msg?"
"Coz...you deserve that from me."
"BUt why do I feel so insecure? I dun even noe wat are you thinking rite now".
Time does answer everything. Hahaha.
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