Suppression

I have so much anger and complaints in me that I've kept in for so long and i have no idea absolutely what to do with it. I feel like starting to rant about the hitler like uniform rules, but im pretty sure everyone has heard my take on them. the problem is i have no idea why im upset now. yes maybe i have an idea like it concerns someone whose name starts with an aphabet c and doesnt reply smses. at least when i smsed k last time, she had the decency to reply. but problem now is, she doesnt reply, and i go to sleep (when i can) irritated and discontented, and i bite my tongue to sleep, yes i hav the weirdest stress relieving habits ever, but as i always say, you're not me. but as i always try to suppress that worry that keeps floating up despite how hard i try to keep it away, it penetrates the walla that ive carefully built up over the years and it puts all my efforts to waste. it makes me question myself if what i have done is even worth it. your insatiable hunger for god know what from me is making me tire of you, and whats up with leaving me all hung up?

i miss you.

xxx

ON A BRIGHTER NOTE:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE HENG HAHAHA

we've rly rly been through alot. girlfriend or not (not hahah) anyway, its been 3 years and it really meant alot to me. the times with mr gab the times where we squirmed our way out of trouble with mrs foo and nair in the old compound, getting to know all the little nook and cranny to hide in, and staying back after school to paint the class with spray which can be seen all the way from the pie and pathetic little drinking sessions.

happy birthday, be merry.