it's hard to be magnanimous, at times like this.
imagine swallowing your pride, your hurt, your feelings of injustice.
and seeing this going to nought, when nothing changes much, nothing shifts, nothing becomes better.
it stays the same.
and seeing it happen to another, and the memories of the past come flooding back.
it's inevitable, really, when it happened to me just the term before.
you can't blame me for being sarcastic, or cold.
because i really cannot withstand such hyprocrisy, i'm sorry.
i've tried my best to put the past behind, but damn, you're just too much for me to handle.
you scare me.
i don't want to do this anymore.
i'm just deceiving myself and you.
why not just forget it, and just be classmates.
don't talk about this to me now, i need my concentration for the eoys.
11:38 AM