Hello, everyone. Seems I haven’t posted for a very long time.
Let’s catch up a little bit.
I’m now in 11th grade(which means junior in High School, for you Americans) with lots of complications and depressions.
I’m taking social studies as my major because I’m terrible at science. Unfortunately for me, my grades are decreasing into a depressing condition. So I’ll probably do something less pathetic from now on.
I just remembered something. A train of depressing thoughts just assaulted my mind.
For starters, it opened with a bad economy grade of 66. I’m starting to hate that number. 6 is a cursed number from now on.
Next came sociology with a 59. I curse myself and drown in sorrow.
The last one is the worst, which lasted for a month and more. My story goes like this:
You have friends. Let’s just say 5 or 6. Obviously, they have birthdays, yes?
So the 1st friend who had her/his birthday was given a cake, so does the 2nd, the 3rd, the 4th, and so on. Then your birthday came.
Alas, that day your own kinfolk forgot your birthday, your friends sent their greetings and such.
Your best buddies didn’t give you any bloody cake. Highlight that first.
Then next came your 6th friend’s birthday(or whoever).
Your bloody best buddies GAVE HER A BLOODY CAKE.
Can you imagine what I felt that time? I even asked other people how does it feel, and if it’s normal to feel that you’re left out. I even came to my boy friend (with space, thank you) and asked what the bloody hell am I supposed to do. I even cried in front of the damned public and yelled. I even asked if it’s selfish or not to want that special cake that your damn friends give.
I give them all I can do. I try and fight for them and this, THIS is what I get:
Disappointment. Tears. Heartbreak.
Fuck, am I suppose to love them like this?! (Pardon my language)
I don’t even want to know what the bloody hell am I suppose to do with them anymore. I want to yell at their faces and hit them, yet my heart yells no. I wonder if I really do that, would someone pull me away? HAHAHA.
I wonder if I can make a change in the world? How the hell can I make a change if I’m not noticed by my own so-called friends?
