Today is like dooms day to me.
When I’m still trying to accept the fact Mr Roche is venturing out there,
when I’m planning for class chalet,
when I finally see the happiness we have in class,
this happened.
I do not rule out the possibility of photocopying, but I don’t think you will do it.
But there are no identical fingerprints on this earth. How can our mistakes be the same?
My mind thinks rationally, but my heart don’t.
I am going to appear as someone that always talk tales, but I can’t really care at this point of time.
You will say I’m fake, but you think I like it?
Put yourself in my shoes, if this shit happens to you know, what will you do?
This is fucking horrible.
I’m more disappointed than angry.
I thought they always say good man will get rewarded.
I want to quit school and I don’t believe people are this bad.
