Event this. event that. event shit. event. event..event. fucking event. i am NEVER fond of event ever since shits happen. The last time we've organised an event didnt go pretty well i guess. Even in this semester. what can i say..? Welcome to the real world. where there's bitchy leader whose mouth is fucking rude, miss-know-everything who always interrupt people, 2 sided face which you dont know which to slap first, a timid looking dude but in reality he can be the meanest among all and the quiet one which prefer to just watch and learn. and that would be me. sometimes i feel guilty for not defending someone who deserve it. i mean, why cant i just stand up and just bitch fight with them? The answer is. Well. since i've been helping myself to control my emotions, im afraid i would just explode like nobody's business. And things will be totally different. and people would hate me, afraid of me or whatsoever. i wouldnt want that to happen. Plus, this is our last semester. We still need to corporate. But the truth is, i really want to let this out. seriously. i've been waiting for one day to just let it all out. sigh. i am such a coward. ugh. and bottom line, i think its about time you STFU, bitch.
That's why you have your blog to express feeling dearie.
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