haha sometimes its strange, that even though you spend the day with people you love, there are bound to be people that really test you and push you to the limit. today just happens to be one of those days.

disclaimer: LOTS OF TEENAGE ANGST. dont like? dont read (:



to the person involved:

im so tired of you. seriously. WHAT is your problem.

YOU SNIVELING, LYING, HYPOCRITE. you say you refuse to do something because its not efficient. yet, that sentence happened to be a lie. HYPOCRITE.

you think you're the only one with fun stuff lined up in the day? well HELLO. the rest of us happened to sacrifice our stuff just to make time for this. and what dyou do? just happily gallivant off to do what you like better and just so happens to be more fun. you could have outrightly just said you wanted to go. where's the fairness in that. we all have a gathering too. yet we PRIORITISED and chose this over our gathering.

so fair isnt it. for you to have all the fun?

dont say im critisizing you just over ONE event. how many times has it happened. why is it that the rest of us can make time and skip cca? you think you're the only one that's having it tough? well, wake up. how childish and immature.

why is it that the rest of us can sacrifice and give up so much for this? why is it that the rest of us are trying so extremely hard, when all you're doing, is taking the easy way out. i hope you get your just desserts.

now dont get me wrong. yes, you're a nice person.

but FOR GOODNESS SAKE. WAKE UP.

so what if you dont love something as much as something else? you're SIXTEEN.

dyou even know where your priorities lie RIGHT NOW?

come on, you say you do, but dyou actually know?

right at the bottom of it all, you're just a spoilt brat who only does what you like.

you think you've done the dirty work before? think again.

at the end of the day, dyou even know what it means to sacrifice and do something that you might not exactly like, instead of just simply running away?

im sick of having to deal with you. i dont even want to talk to you anymore.

try to be nice to you? ive tried. dont see you appreciating it.

how i wish i could copy and paste this into an email and send it to you right now.

unfortunately, i dont have the guts.

i hope you read this. i hope you read this, and kill yourself thinking about whether im talking about you.

and if you have the guts, come talk to me.

and then, go emo and cry.




and at the end of the day, apologise. to the rest of us.


for we will forgive you.