sorry, no?

hey there.

whats up?

how have you been doing over there?
having a hard time?

stuck in a place you dont like?

stuck in a place where you NEVER wanna be?

guess what?

been there.

not THERE which is where u are rite now.

but in that kind of situation.

and guess again,

THAT situation,

where i felt so awkward and HATE most,

actually

had BROUGHT ME TO YOU.

you have been such a baby.

i always stands up for you when my frens think so,

BUT I THINK I HAVE TO AGREE WITH THEM NOW.

i am sorry.

jeez,

my GIRLfrens are doing FINE with their lives when they are at the same place with you.

well, look around,

those people around you are eating the same thing,

doing the same routine,

facing the same jerks.

so, what the hell?

what is there about you that you wanna cry about?

you have frens,

you told me that you are KINDA famous among the girls.

well, it sounds like the girls are doing fine than you. -_-

stop making a big fuss about it.

fyi, i wanted to go to where you are at now.

i really wanted to see how things are like around there.

well, of course not anymore, but it doesn't matter.

you are stronger than that,

you survive a strange sickness,

you have felt so much more pain,

been tru more hard times with jerks.

just take them as a practice for you to face the REAL WORLD, you know.

take it as an opportunity that not everyone had that chance.

i know, i know.

i am NOT the one that have to eat shits everyday.

not the one that have to face those jerks everyday.

not the one that have to be a prisoner and have bad day EVERYDAY.

but you should so know,

THAT YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

there are others that DONT WANT IT TOO.

feel the same way that you do.

but they go tru with it.

i am sorry.

but even if i could help you.

i wouldn't.

because, yes, it is stupid.

I WOULD BE THE STUPID ONE AGAIN.

you mentioned about the blog,

you talked to me,

you asked me to help you to do things,

as if like i am going to sacrifice FOR YOU.

no, sayang.

you got that wrong.

because FIRST OF ALL,

i am soo getting over you.

as a matter of fact, it feels like i AM over you.

because you shove me away,

silently.

and i am not too dumb, NOT TO REALIZE.

one more thing,

you are out when you shouldn't have.

I TOO, WOULD BE DISAPPOINTED WITH YOU.

so make a choice.

come back and tell them that you GAVE UP,

you have been the BIGGEST LOSER,

tell them that you have been CRYING to get out of there.

and you just RUN AWAY.

like a little girl.

and perhaps SEE OTHER GIRLS

that probably decided to stay there and FACE IT.

OR STAY.

and come back,

and tell them that YOU SURVIVED THE HELL.

and it feels so good to be one of the one that would 

EAT THOSE SHITS

AND FACE THOSE JERKS EVERYDAY

and i am still alive.

and stronger.

one of my fren had been sent to SABAH.

my another fren's camp is located next to a CHICKEN FARM

and you would want to imagine the smell and the flies.

just be glad that things are nothing more worst for you.