yeah, so this is the day. the day that will means the end of tworespect, even the clock stopped working for the past few days. it also is the day that may be the last time we walk together by backgate, the last time we're gonna eat together, the last time we go dnn. it also means no more sharinf of lockers with pascalle, no more sitting beside dewi, no more playground, nor more bjorn/yuanliang/yingjie/others who will pull my hair, no more deathjack with you cool&fun idiots. no more unknown people throwing our stuffs into the 'rooftop', no more going late for flagraising, seeling yuanliang&zhiheng walking back to class&overtaking us. no more daidi in the morning. not more heart attacks that are just so fun but violent. no more throwing of water balloons at each other, fighting detian&tanjin. no more max blaming and scolding me for the mess we made, asking me to clean up the class. no more people will call me "fake", no more people will call us bimbos, no more nevin to make fun of. no more shiwee who will shake my hand&wish me good luck, no more cindy to cry with. no more yijie who will listen to me talk during flagrasing. no more bertram/jessel to make fat jokes on. no more hennes to give us bubble gums, or teach him daidi anymore. no more boyen/oscar to let me call them gays/dumb family/fruit baskets anymore. no more yingjie who will step on my shoes or pull my hair and try to shoot my rubberband on the 'rooftop' anymore. no more tingwei who is always seen with foooods. no more no more. its really the end. i'm so weak, i'm just so weak. who will be beside me, next year, when i;m crying at day&night? trying to make me laugh but failed&instead of stopping, i cried even more?
i was so high after school that i didnt even allow myself to accept the fact that next time i step inside the school, i may not be beside the bimbos. what about our tworesepct trademark? stacking up&throwing our chairs&tables at the end of the day, taking photo of it, its been two years. i'll lose all the fun people i've met since day one in chungcheng. it cant be true. i dont want it to happen but i cant do anything about it.crying is stupid but i cant control myself. call me fake, call me bimbo, hit my head, pull my hair, i'll bring extra runbberbands just for that, throw my things, i dont care, turn back time. lets go back to sec ones, then we can have two more years together. i'm desperate, i'm depressed, i'm helpless.
i'm so gonna enjoy myself going to guides next year, to meet pascalle&yijie. i'm so not quitting mosburger so that i can still meet up with dewi&pascalle at the same time. peoplepeoplepeople, bimbos, junaling, bjorn, yingjie, hennes, max, detian, zhiheng, boyen, whoever whoever who played deathejack with us.lets continue playing next year! lets go for recess together! lets play after school! lets go home togther! lets go out together! i'll miss you guys alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot alot. you guys are one of a kind, the only people who'll make me cry for more than one hour. i know we'll still be in the same school, we'll still be meeting each other. but things will be different, very different. why must tworespect get so close and fun and so united yet not so during the last few days of the school? id things were back to before exam, when theres no dumb/stupid/sadist/fruitbaskets, i may not miss so many people. i may not miss the class so much. i may niot be crying until now but we;re kinda close and i just couldnt stop, its raining all over the place inside. its so hard to smile today. i didnt managed to write anyone any cards, i regreted, cause now i'll never have the chance to give anyone. lets go back to school wearing school uniform, playing daidi/deathjack and pretend we're still in sec twos. lets celebrate every xam together, lets celebrate everyones birthdays together, lets go back to our playgrounds, lets play a game of truth or dare, lets fight, lets play in th rain, lets eat at day&night. lets go sakae.
