I kinda hate Secondary School Life.
It never fails to make me feel battered. Tiredness is now like blood circulating through my body. It keeps flowing and flowing like it will never end and I will never seem to feel, for once, happy and full of energy.
Like life is filtered out of me.
Oh, and yes - Fuhua. Fuhua is not bad I guess but the school is kinda stingy. Shall not talk too much about it since it has already been talked about in STOMP.sg and published on the newspapers.
The girls here in Fuhua are rather nice - some of them. The rest, well, I can't help but have a tinge of insecurity. It seems to me that they are only being nice just for popularity's sake. Perhaps they aren't genuinely friends with us, maybe they're just pretending.
Sometimes I feel like being me is just not being me.
There are just some things I can't say and will never say to anyone.
I dislike it that people have too mature thoughts. Why do they go think so much about it? Why do they probe so much? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all.
But yet they want to know, they ask so much, they think so much.
Curiosity killed the cat.
I wonder if anyone knows that now.
Oh yes. This post gives me a feeling of dejavu. Have I talked about this topic before?
Hmmm.
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