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| 18 Jul 2015 12:22 PM |
March 2015 (Our seasons here in the Philippines are far different from most of the world's seasons.)
It was my last day in Grade 7, and my last day in my previous school...
Throughout the year, I've been a pretty decent person.
I was very friendly and nice, was fun to be with...
My high academics deemed me respectable by everyone...
Because of this, my social life was great...
But this girl.
She was really mean to me for 4 years.
4 years of insults and oppression...
And then it was my chance.
For a brief moment I thought to myself, "This is probably last time I'll be seeing her in person, so why not punch her in the face?"
As I slowly approach her, my confidence faded away...
And there I was.
Awkward and blank.
Standing there in front of her,
I have managed to get a glance of her...
"What am I doing.
Is it the right thing to do?
Wouldn't a punch be nothing compared to 4 years of physical and verbal abuse?
I don't know.
Maybe I should just forget about it, besides, this probably the last day I'm seeing her in person.
It has already happened, and I haven't done anything to stop it.
It'll be better to mature up and befriend her now, everything about us ends today and I won't leave without a friendly goodbye after all those years...
It's not worth it anyway..."
Before I knew it, I realized that I've creeped her out...
But before I try to say something that would ease her...
She hissed at me and blurted "weirdo".
An intense anger had suddenly hit me.
How dare would she disturb my impeccable intellect with those harsh words!
So I threw my fist...
In the air...
And as it accelerated...
Into her face...
"What the hell am I doing."
*smack*
Then... This excruciating pain suddenly shocked my right arm.
But... I felt contentment...
I smiled...
I was happy.
As happy as a young father finding out that his child and its mother have died.
As I stare at her, my contentment grew into euphoria...
"Tee hee."
...something came out from the top of my lungs...
"I AM SO SORRY...."
...lacking my will,
"...LITTLE PRINCESS SH*T, HA!"
...as the whole class stare at me in despair...
...I lost my scholarship... |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:04 AM |
I study in a private catholic school :(
I have OTism. |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:05 AM |
| you didn't need a catholic scholarship anyways |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:06 AM |
| That girl might be jealous of your high grades. |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:06 AM |
| How hard did she fall? Was it an KO? |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:07 AM |
| if a boy makes a girl cry he must apologize with 2687436890574238965728937624986728937629867293876389276238076230679082390859023568239058023958902358290358203958209385023958092476903486903486093468903468903468349068340 words |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:08 AM |
the pain in my arm distracted me
I have OTism. |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:09 AM |
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is this good enough |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:10 AM |
dont
talk
like
this
it
hurts
my
brain
because
it
processes
too
much
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| _historyrocks123_ | defender of OT | logic | SORRY I CANT HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN PROGRAMMING!!! | |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:10 AM |
too long; didn't read
Go trade in LMaD |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:11 AM |
| you have it bad? i made a girl cry in 5th over a "wedding joke" even though my friends had said the same joke to her |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:12 AM |
"As happy as a young father finding out that his child and its mother have died."
so not happy at all
if you think thats happy, thats really sad and you should rethink life
| _historyrocks123_ | defender of OT | logic | SORRY I CANT HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN PROGRAMMING!!! | |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:12 AM |
"Private Catholic school" There's your first problem.
-Miss hatred herself |
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| 19 Jul 2015 12:13 AM |
She deserved it anyway. Im proud of you m9.
Whats the difference between ROBLOX events and OP? Nothing, They're both trash. |
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