The day I died by Just Jack is playing on my Quicktime Player when I write this post.
I cried a lot today.The Day I Cried should be good for the title for this post ya.Hahaha.

I won't be in the same class as I went yesterday anymore.
The class that I went for these last 3 years.
The class that named Sempak.
The class that I love the most.
Just because of this sheetious class distribution.



Remember this song?The song on our class's Friendster.
I just can't imagine why I must go to the other class.
I'd love to move to Sempak,but how if they don't let me to and they send me to the other class?
That's meaningless.

The first reason why I can't leave my going-to-be-my-ex-class are Cinthia and Stella.
I do love them very much.
They are my best.They always help me,anything,anytime.
We eat ,we play,we walk,we sing,we laugh together.Happiness.

The last one is them.the other 47 people.
They made me angry,they made me rotflmao.
You may think that I'm too 'lebai'.But this is what I do really feel.
I feel sadness,I feel loneliness.

My last post was proved.
For everything,there is a season.
A time to weep,and a time to laugh.