hmmm. back to reality. somehow, i felt like a vulnerable lab mice, held suspended in the air, struggling to break free. but when i fell to the ground, it feels like everyone ard me are squabbling. confusion. mess. everything is going so fast. i cant. i cant move on.
today, the teacher announced tat its the 8th week of term 3. see how hard reality hits me. im stunted. i feel so weak. my wound. its stil bleeding. im not used to it. i need time. i need time to get away.
lessons go on as normal. except now, my mind isnt there. im faraway. far far away. thinking. can't get back to reality. i cant even think properly. teacher told us to think of the rebuttal argument. i couldnt. i couldnt even read the argument.
god help me.
i really hate to feel so weak. so helpless. i cant bear to c him. u would nv understood how hard i tried to avoid him if i could. i even narrowed my vision to the floor. just so that there wouldnt be any chance of seeing him.
but stil, i saw ur face. how could i have tried to avoid u, when ur like... everything to me.
now, it feels so awkward. i guess, mayb i shudnt hav told u in the first place.
when u c me, do u feel irritated? do u feel like avoiding me? do u stil like me? or do u hate me?
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