With the heads filled with suspicions, disbelief, ill-confidence and critical opinions. Such difficult people to talk to, at such points, I rather just keep my mouth shut.

But I'll throw words at you anyway.

Making it sound like a crime to not talk. Yet when I start talking, you behave like some piece of shit.

Fine. Be that way.

Anyway, the so called holidays have already arrived. Half of it is gone. Time to prepare for the Math and Biology test that comes after.

Lethargic as usual. I should return to Catholic High for a short while during this break, seek help.

I thought I saw your face today. Obviously not.

Die.