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2010/03/08 18:33
I know i sound childish, but this is how i feel.
can someone ever understand how i feel?! ):

speaking the truth, i really don't like being gossiped at and misunderstood.
not to mention being the butt of some fucking people's jokes.
and also to be cursed and swore at.
well, i recalled, during today's pe lesson, qiuyi joked about the fucking photo on facebook.
then i seriously changed my mood drastically.
for if i keep explaining, i will get more misunderstood.
so the childish me got angry.
i know if i get angry, it proves some fucking fact more.
but i really dunno what to do.
and i got angry on impulse.
well i always do things without thinking twice..
at least, i mean at least, qiuyi didn't talk about the fucking matter further.
so i guess this tactic worked.
i would like to clear people's doubts that, there is absolutely nothing true about the fucking comments.
if they were true, do i even need to explain?
for the fact speaks for itself.
and i am still angry at those people who gossiped.
fuck you guys.
do you think it is enjoyable and fun to talk about others behind others' back?
i really hope you will get the taste of your own medicine.
then, maybe i will laugh back at you.
how about that?
sounds fun enough?
or do you want more?
i can do it real harsh.
believe me.
just tell me, and i will grant your wish.
i just feel like crying.
i really cannot believe this is you.
i thought you were some lovable people.
now i guess i am wrong.
thank you for showing me that.
thank you oh so very much.

to someone else: why? why do you stay angry forever? is this what you really want? to be isolated? to be in the dark from every single thing? i would hope to accept you again. i mean it this time. and you are the one who should take initiative, not us. okay, excluding me in the us.

i won't cry anymore. but i won't have a smile on my face either.

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