I cried for you.

Did you know?

A gloomy day. I faced the morning with a lour look, as if it was seemingly the world's end. I got so lousy to enter the school early. And so there is, another record marked by Mr. Vega on Ms. Secretary's reminder pad for the list of late people. Gah. I dunno what's up with me. Maybe due to the excessive stress or too much exposure to my virtual world's sunlight a.k.a. computer's radiation. So I had to do my daily eating habit before the 1st period in the morning at the canteen, then after that, sleep during our my favorite period, Geometry, as part of my regiment. That's my social life outside the screen.

Well, nothing much important happened but the usual way of my living, except this sudden event: an unexpected confrontation with my cousin. You'd later know the whole story, but hey, check this out first.

It all started when the bell rang for the last subject in our morning class, which happened to be the sum of all my animosity for third year subject: Social Studies. So rather than getting bored due to staring and "listening" at our present teacher which was currently publicly chatting with her excellent listeners with their extreme memory about her subject, I borrowed Intsik's ^{[slang term of Chinese]} cellphone. And there, I finally got rid of my boredom. Then the girl sitting a few millimeters away from my chair to the left told me that I got addicted to Intsik's cellphone, which I only started using for over.. 2 weeks or so. It annoyed me. After several minutes, my seatmate began a conversation with Intsik regarding his public display of affection with the oh-so-nice girl he recently courting on. At first I was shocked with this revelation, but it was later proven as false, since it was just a mere manipulation of my seatmate. Uhh, sort of personal attack, but, not really. Look, she don't even know what their current status is, yet she started discussing a POV-related material. She ended up yelling at the top of her lungs, which, unfortunate for her, was heard by our teacher. I lose my control and mumbled, "They're talking about PDA, and she was so envious about it." I really don't know why I have said such thing. Then, her cheeks and her eyes turned red and suddenly cried. And then, she confronted me: "Kevin, tell me the exact reason why you are not talking to me. I know you're angry, but it's too much. Tell me, please, tell me! Don't make me look like a worthless person just sitting beside you.."

My reaction? Guess what. Sitting, playing Explode Arena in the cellphone, focused. Seemingly not affected, not hurt, not listening. Soon after that, the people around us became silent and I then realized that I was holding a pen, writing something piece of crampled, crappy paper, as well as she. After a few moment, she shouted. Something that I really can't post here. Something personal, something that hurts. But there's only one thing I could tell you: I burst into tears all over in my chair at the rightmost corner. ;(

You didn't.