Break apart.

Probably this is right. Maybe cutting can solve them all. I can't hold on too, everything's thrashing on me. How? Lead me out of this mess, Dawn.

Dead right, he isn't a great teacher. He just holds a title 'teacher' yet doesn't live up to it.
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I dunno what's happening. Neither do i know what's wrong with my phone.
I'll just recall based on my memory.

AHWEN : Nana, are you okay? Where are you now? (...)
MAXINEEE : Nana, don't sad or angry already la. Smile!
FEBY : Okay. Are you okay?
WEE : Eh, an. You okay anot? :D
Thanks, very much appreciated. If i say i'm fine, then i'd be lying because i'm smashed and broken into bits deep down.
If you were me, you will have the same reaction - run away.
The reason why Feby sent me a 'okay' in front was because, i told her i wasn't angry at her.

2.43Pm.
And i'm home. If you know me well, whatever am i home for?
Home is just like a bomb shelter for me. It shields me away from mockery, embarrassments, attacks and whatever not.
To be exact, i was home even before the clock striked 2.
So, what's exactly the problem?

First things first for this downfall today.
Literature failed me yet again. The second time. It's not that i'm not happy with a B3 but, does it feel good to have a B3 when others are scoring As?
Yes, it failed on me again. This is what that brought my happiness right down to 40% from a hundred.
Pretty well accepted it after coming back from the toilet. I got it sorted and went back for Mother Tongue.
Playing with my phone when teacher asked what was with my hands below the table?
It's nothing not obvious - playing with my phone.
Teacher joked that he'll not confiscate my phone but will smash it on the ground yet think twice if it's a nokia?
I laughed. I thought it was over. Boy, i was dead wrong.

While doing Mother Tongue workbook, i dropped my phone. It was a great fall. From the table, it hit my leg and fell to the ground, screen-flat.
My heart ached and willed it to be fine. It had suffered great falls though, so i thought it would be fine, i picked it up and it restarted, like any other phone.
I hoped for it to survive.
However, it was a hope that was soon to be dashed.
It survived, i thanked a million but with problems this time. What dog luck is this.
'Insert SIM'.
Repeated thrice.
I shook, fearing that it may spoil later in the day.
No, it didn't. It's still alive now.
I then think that everything will be fine later in the day.
How wrong could i be!

Then, something during CME happened which sent my happiness rate of 45% to -10%.
Something which had got to do with that butch teacher.
He embarrassed me in front of the whole class, thinking it's funny.
If you don't like me, dislike me, or even hate the shit out of me, do say so because i'm more than pleased to hate you too.
Don't be a coward teacher who only knows how to wait and chance on the opportunity to upset me. Fyi, it's not fucking funny and i'm hell shit pissed off. It leaves the next day with a lot of uncertainty.

The day wasn't over yet and the misfortune wasn't done playing with me.
How could i sit in the canteen with all those mockery? Then, it's time i realise that i needed the bomb shelter for protection.
I fumbled my bag and wallet in hope of finding my ez-link card.
How fuck!
I left it at home for God's sake.
It's then a 45cents wastage. I used a dollar because i've only 5 cents left and it won't suffice for a bus ride.

Glad, that these were over. I can't believe i made a big hoo-ha.
It had also taught me the word 'true'.
I'm not gonna spill anymore. It might lead to complications that weren't my intentions on this post.

'Cut' is a nice book, i've learnt many things from it.
Ranging from the word 'cut' to emotional distress.

I apologise for my disappearance and i hope you all can understand the reasons behind it.
I was crushed into crisps. I couldn't stay in school, i went home.
Sorry if my disappearance today caused unneccessary worrying.
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The lunch (maggie) today made my day though it's just another unhealthy meal.
It saved me lots of trouble and who knows, i may make another big hoo-ha if i continued to stay elsewhere.

Bye, i'm off to go and work on ZANN's pressie. It's 3.12PM, babes.

Oh, so you didn't realise that your oh-so-unintentional-mockery at me today will continue to have repercussions on me? Well, let me tell you this, i no longer regard you as a human, you will be just a stray. (dog, of course. It's the only word that suits him now.)

I pray for the fast and full recovery of my phone. Rest well!

It's so hard to lie and talk blindy with the truth staring dead at you.