Exam week
Balik wajib
Trouble ProblemS (like tons of ‘em)
Bad news
Sabotages
Cases
Broken hearted?
If you wanna read it, bear with it cause it’ll be long
Damn a lot of things happen during the ‘very strategic’ time. Weakness point, to be specific. But I told myself ‘this has nothing to do with you so what the hell? You didn’t do it, just live your life as usual, mai.’ That was what I thought after all.
It was pretty frustrating at first because the stuff happened was during exam week. I don’t understand one part. I know I wasn’t being a good person, but I don’t simply mess around with people if they don’t disturb me. We had Sivik and Engineering Drawing on Monday and during Sivik exam, I was bored so I checked my phone and I got a message from my friend telling me someone scribble my name, mocking me on the wall at the staircase where students use it frequently. Almost all the time since that was the middle stairs in front of the student’s toilet.
Can you just imagine it, the wall is plain, suddenly my name was scribble on it. I don’t know what to do actually cause.., I don’t know. I was blank. Frustrated, of course. Humiliated? Hah, don’t count that cause all of the things happened to me throughout these years taught me how to be strong.
I had only 2 people on my list, but when I told my friend, she said one of it, it can’t be him because even his friends didn’t know about it so left me only one person. Then my gang helped me out. Erased it with thinner since they use purple marker pen.
Drop that. Later on, someone told me there’s one left in front of my class but I was too tired to think about it, so I set my mode on ‘ah what the fk do I care, I know whre I stand.’ Later that night, planned to study with ashrf, but then he asked me for marker pen. I thought he wanna erase what’s written in front of my class, but he said someone wrote I’m a thieve on the white board in my class. Curios, I went to check it out. Permanent pen. Big one.
I donno what was on my mind besides I felt pity for him, bcause, of course, anything that happened to me will affect him. I don’t care about me cause (I’ve no specific reason why act) , but on my mind was him. That night, everything came to me with this and that story. Tough night, seriously. I cant barely sleep. Luckily my gang was there. Even though people keep calling ‘em bad or so, but believe me, as bad as they are, they’re good and sincere deep down that’s why I don’t give a damn about what ever people said about ‘em and I love them :’)
So to make the story short, I was being me, move on even though it hurts, but what the hell? It’s not true. My friends knew it. People who knows me knew it’s not me, at least by their trust it makes it more easier
Plus, someone is trying to help me out to sort things out, but I don’t really give a damn anymore. What passed is passed J
