unsorted diary.. lolx...

Fire ! Fire! Fire!
There is what my teacher keep insisting in the first month i entered his class...
Few months has passed... But i think whenever I think about this teacher, i wont forget my writing on fire..

The fire alarm rang this morning.. Everybody was no in the "fire" mood at all, dragging their own heavy bodies, heading the school field at snail's pace.. I was running, at first, unexpectedly, rushing to the class to keep my container.. lolx.. After being nagging by my dear fellow, I went down the block, following the crowd to the field...

Sun was scorching hot, burning every cell of mine, mercilessly... I could feel that the melanin in my body is growing , just like the mushroom after the heavy downpour.. lolx... Wearing the super thick blazer, rate of perspiration was high enough to drench my shrits.. TOO SEXY TO BEHOLD...xDD...

Blazer was functionable in this hot day! It was what unexpected.. lol..
Most prefect took off their blazers for the use of blocking the sun ray..
me too, took off my blazer but lend it to a friend..

After few hours of torture, we were allowed to go back to our class... However, during the bio class, i found out that my NAME TAG HAS LOST! shit..
it was my first name tag and i loved it so much~~~~

Hoping someone to accompany to search for my name tag in the field but to no avail. What friends they are? ARGHhh..

Finally, the class was over and I rushed to the field to search my name tag... Alone, I realised that our school field was not that small .. I was too small in the big field..
I didnt know why, a sense of pathos surged through me.. Was it sympathy for myself? Among the verdant grass, i could not find my name tag, but a pair of disgusting socks..
Just as I was about to go back, he catches my attention.. I had never expect anyone will come through this way. I had never expect anyone will come to offer me their helping hands...

Nevertheless, he did.. just in the nick of time...
Honestly, it wasnt that touching but he just came in the right time, surprisingly, the moment that i feel hollow...

Again, if you ask me that am i sensitive?
maybe, it's true.. lolx.. i could be hurt too...
by words or by actions..
i could put up a brave front,
but,
i would rather hate you whenever i want...

and also,
the things that you have done for me,
I would really appreciate..
as long as my memory is fresh...... xD