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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Mud Won't Come Off

"I hate those days when I feel so fragile and frail. Those days when I feel afraid that when someone barely touches me,I'll shatter like porcelain dolls into thousands of pieces."

My phone went missing for a long half an hour this afternoon. Like always,whenever I lost something,I panicked,I was restless. The voice inside my head kept on reminding me, "Your parents are gonna have a fit when you tell them about your missing phone!" Seriously,I wished I could have told off my brain. I just wanted it to shut up. Since I was too paranoid,I tried my very best not too lose my cool and searched my phone quietly and carefully so as to avoid any embarrassing accidents that MAY occur in front of the students who were in that area.
Thank god,I managed to get it back. Thanks to the those two honest junior boys who returned it to the school office.

We played rugby for P.E class today. I hate muddy fields. To be honest,Mom doesn't let me play. (She told me not to) She forbids from playing any sports that has to do with ball passing. But unlike frisbee,(which I hesitate on whether to play or not) today I decided to take part in the game.
Reason is because I didn't want to be left out,I wanted to play like the rest of the class and fit in. Even if they seldom pass the ball to me,even if I still wasn't wanted in any team it's fine by me. I'd still play.

Remember in my previous post,I wrote about those people who often say they care so much about me but when at my time in need they'll flee?
Well,I can officially say that my teacher is one of those people.


  1. Sorry to hear you are feeling so fragile. Its a shame that your teacher isn't there for you - a hard thing to discover.

  2. Why doesn't your mom let you play ball? It sounds like fun.

    So sorry about your teacher. You know, I used to feel so much like you. I thought there was no way out. I can't believe how much things can change. Youre really strong & have better coping mechanisms than I did at that time.

  3. I'm sorry about your teacher. In high school I had a problem with teachers that favored certain students.
    I hope you feel better soon.


  4. so sorry about yoyr teacher it remember me my teacher

  5. I'm sorry about your teacher. Obv full of empty promises. We still care though.

  6. Ugh, I hate when I lose something too; I get very restless and stressed!
    I'm glad you played today, haha that doesn't happen very often! ;)
    I hate teachers like that.

  7. Aw, so sorry about your teacher. But on the bright side, at least you found your phone! :)

  8. I have broken one phone and lost three. Believe me, I know the feeling! Ugh.


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  9. Oh, teachers are like this in 95%, you know. I'm sorry if I sound like a terribly cynical person here, but I've leart it hard way myself. Really, most of them doesn't care about any of us.

    And, don't worry, hun, I freak out when I lost something, too and I lose my phone at least 5 times a week :) You're not the only one with this problem


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