You again

*uh-hem* Sorry to mention about YOU again here in this way, but hey, look on the bright side, you inspired me to create a new post!

The thing happened on this beautiful saturaday morning when I went on a habitat trip with my folks right on Main street near down Chatham. Our goal was to finish waterproofing the concrete wall with aqueous cement (We did an incredibly good job in finishing this task so efficiently). After the first base is touched down, we had our lil snack/ water break. So most of us went on our mini van and chilllaxed with the very nutritious bananas :D.
During the lil chitchat between my friends, I had a little analysis gathered..
Apparently I was being too paranoid about assuming he doesn't like me and making all sorts of exuses just to assure myself that i'm not his fave. dish of all.
However, through my friends' convo, I could certainly realised a fact that I WAS BEING SO RIGHT ABOUT HIM THE WHOLE TIME. Except in this occasion, I became the witness instead of the victim.
*gasp* what a relief. Even if I wasn't sure why I was being so upset about his attitude towards me, at least i understood the point that he certainly didn't pay the effort in gaining our trust.

now it's all good, because you are gonna be gone as your will permits, and us, will definitely be celebrating our brilliant future with the absence of yours.

dislike

I am a person, who absolutely values personal space.
not saying i hate hanging out with a bunch of people and chilling out together
but I really just hate sticking with someone or some people FOR A LONG TIME.
personally, I just really wanna push them away and say "back off, plz. It is really not because I don't like you, but the space you provided for this friendship is not acceptable to me"
maybe I'm hard to deal with, maybe this is just who I am and how I manage the relationships between me and my friends.
Maybe that's even the reason why I need to wear eye masks and ear plugs for sleeping

so please now, leave me alone and stop creating noises

cruelty

Life is always built on unfairness.
And getting ourselves away from cruelty is clearly not an option.
wandering around the campus, when I never get to cherish those ole' times, knowing that there will be somebody missing in the photo of our class of 2011.
So, we say, why don't you name yourself mr.Fuck since your surname wasn't really a great one anyway. I. Hate. You. SO MUCH that if I could, I'd swallow all your guts and spit out nothing but packs of miseries.
you don't get to choose who to leave, you don't get to decide what policy should be rectified, and YOU absolutely don't get to escort mah friends out of the territory when something's "wrong"
What a pity!
because next time, when your professional ingenuity comes back, you, don't get to tell me
"Hi! How Are You Ms. Hsu!" I will have NONEOFIT.
because the moment from now, we don't share a bit of shit in common other than corpses.