This is my story...

Monday, August 23, 2004

Got back my math test.. got 39/55... goddamnit I suck at math. Damn you all math teachers. Stayed back to study, realised I was just wasting my time in the library... Oh no, I need to find 55 bucks by tomorrow... needed for prom... argh. Oh well, don't mind the money but I am broke now, how am I suppose to find them??

Told my friend a couple of things, caused her to missed the first bus... if you are reading (you know who you are) I am sorry for that... here goes..

"I once had a terrible experience during pri sch days, So I told myself that I would change my ways when I enter sec sch.. Indeed I changed. I became more sociable, until at a point of time I have too many friends, groups of friends, and when there were 2 or more of them asked me out at the same time, I tried to compromise both of them...

As a result, I gave my trust to alot of people out there. By far the most trusted person in my life are my 4 buddies.

When I entered to this JC, I'd found out that things weren't that perfect as they were in sec sch. People began to backstab you, people began to talk about you, people bagan to do all sorts of things behind you, without you knowing. I'd been somehow or rather, betrayed....

What happens if this thing happens to me again?? Haiz..."

I have a habit of reading and observing people, and deduce what their characters from what they usually do. Sometimes I suck at intepreting, however I am trying hard. Is that under the brach of psychology?

"I miss you. I will be here waiting for you. You know that. I am trying my best, please give me the chance to..."

Rambled by kaSh at 9:25 pm