Just because people speak mandarin then change school. Fine, I don't wanna talk about that.

I just wanna lay behind zip my fking mouth and shut up but he tends to ask lots and lots of questions. Yet, it is a pointless question! He seems like talking to himself. I am the one who lay at the backseat with a pissed look. Luckily, I'm not sitting at the front sit or else I cry he saw. HE seems like digging my wound deeper and deeper. I do not want to talk of college stuffs. I do not want to talk about my course stuffs. I hate myself being so sensitive. A lil bit I cried like a crazy girl. What is the fucking point?

Sorry to spoil your eyes reading these.

I just need to release my anger.

I hope my mood will be better tomorrow.