Wednesday, March 31, 2010
I really remember what happens.
For a long time.
What you would call Elephant's memory.
I know what you have done to me.
Trust me - I definitely bear grudges.
It's just whether I want to think about it or not.
Some things, when thought about, really still hurts me.
I don't know what impression I give you.
Hopefully it's good.
From Primary School, I already knew the meaning of
EVIL.
I remember how a nerd like me always goes to the library without fail everyday.
I knew the importance of studies.
I didn't have a life outside school.
I know some things are not decided by me.
But what there people did was seriously evil.
I shall not name them, but they are girls.
They just took medicated oil into my water bottle.
And I drank it.
It embroiled into a serious event, where the vice principal was involved.
I was afraid of bullies,
but I know they are friends in my life.
:))
Trust me - If you bully, stop it.
STOP.
It's not a good feeling to know that your victim was bullied.
Bullying in my life happens in forms of Words.
Come secondary 1 and 2.
Very unglamorous past.
But I know that people were talking behind my back.
I know that I was stared at all the time.
I know that once secondary 2 arrived,
It was hell.
Half the class was ostracising me already.
They thought I was attention seeking.
They thought I was irritating and annoying.
I know how it feels.
Then suddenly, I was ostracising by almost the entire class.
Rumour mongers caused the entire thing.
I placed my trust in the wrong person.
I made the mistake.
There are many more incidents.
Some which I would rather not talk about.
But there two left a mark.
Before I thought everything's over,
Someone ripped my textbook up.
Into a mangled pile of mess.
Shock and Sadness superseded the feeling of anger and frustration.
what I was thinking was Does the sports class people hate me to such a huge extent?
Evidently.
This was not all.
Shortly after this incident, the second wave of attack.
An emulation of the previous medicated oil incident.
Just that it's tic tac now.
I laughed it off, but I was seriously baffled.
Sad? Yes.
I must be hated to the core of the core.
That's why I know the importance of friends.
I know the effects of bullying.
Everywhere I go, that happens.
When is it going to stop?
In Hwa Chong?
I hope so.
I'm just happy there.
People are so nice there.
I hope, for once, this decision does not end up into a bad experience.
From MJS, I transferred to NCPS.
Then I went on to CHS.
Then I moved on, to HCI.
I hope all stops here.
I had a weird dream last night.
I dreamt myself at a funeral.
Juxtaposition to it was another funeral.
I was there, and I looked at the picture.
I don't know who it is.
Doesn't look familiar at all.
but it's a girl.
Smile and be happy. you have only 83 years left in your life.
Adios!
Shawn
♥ angel&devil.
3/31/2010 05:52:00 AM
