Heartache No. 201010938....

Hey Blog, I am hurt. Very bad. Super bad. Really really bad that all I want to do right now is piss people off and beat up the people who made me this mad with a baseball bat until he no longer has his face's shape so I will no longer be hurted by his most selfish grin and gave me the look, "You're the one who is stupid, Stupid!" or "Why don't you look at my favourite boy, he is so smart! But with that brain of yours, I guess you will never beat him. Ever."

HELLO, if you really treat this class a a class-filled-with-30-students not a-class-filled-with-a-few-of-your-favourite-smart-student then I'm sure this will not happen. If you spent more time explaining to us CLEARLY not with all the in focus and stuff and exercise that we haven't finished but you keep saying 'next' but thanks to your lovely few favourite students, the ones that you keep on paying attention, we flunked on math :)Seriously, I don't feel this class as a class but a a private lesson class. Every exercise you always turn to '*****a, **a*, *a***, have you finished?" He answered, "Yes, sir" and then he replied "What's the answer?" ")&:!:@.!-" they said. "Correct!" and then he officially ended the exercise. Meanwhile, I just finished rewriting the question.

I want to say it out loud but I'm afraid that I will offend someone and hurt someone like that person hurt me. I hate confrontation, I really do. I also have experienced what shouting-out-your-heartache in public will do to you. I also have beem betrayed by one of my close friends so I guess the last place to run is my blog. I am not a hyprocite, talking about someone behind their back. I just need a place to cry out loud, and after I come to my senses (this paragraph) the feeling just......vamooshed. I still angry, yes, but not that much.

Well this is it. I love having you around bloggers :)