How I wish it was before 1 July now.

Everything changed drastically ever since 1 July.
Do you know how much impact this caused us?
No one is to be blamed, yes I know that.
I wonder how many generations of friendships you have destroyed.
Your decision is biased.
You know who has the potential but you simply refused to judge based on skills but your favourtism.
To hell she goes, I'm not transparent.
Stop contradicting yourself. Say what you mean please.
Cause I don't know which to listen.
Right, I shall listen and be obedient. "For peace sake, wait till you graduated then rebel"

Part of our boat had sunk.
Our boat is split into two.
I'm in the middle now. Slowly walking towards the other side.
I cannot stand the childishness, the insults all those crap I've been tolerating since 7 months ago. I not know why the heck this is happening. Probably its because of me being oversensitive or petty. Or maybe I am too mature I can't fit in. Everything is so fake. I can't pretend any further. Pretending to be happy, to be ok with the insults. I seriously can't. If I had ever insult any one of you. I'm sorry and I will stop. I will never insult anyone again because it so fucking hurt. Be sensitive to the people around you. So be it if you don't give a damn about it. Cause it will only make me hate you more and more. I know you wouldn't mind cause you wouldn't care. You are way too selfish. Oh and if you think that punching is so goddamn cool and you love it so much. Go learn thai boxing or something. Stop showing off that you have a big fist and punch everything you see. It is fucking annoying. I sometimes wish you can vanish into thin air.
I don't know why you are part of it in the first place.

I suppose I have given up trying to do my best.
I suppose I have given up trying to be a happy-go-lucky person.
I wish I was like it, to have those thoughts and guts.
Btw, you call the shots, you are the big fuck, so go on and decide what to do. Don't even ask for my opinion.

I wonder why am I feeling this way when nobody cares?
I miss those times when I talk to Grace Anna.
Where are you? I have lots to tell. I think I am facing whatever you are facing last time.
To hell keeping band matters out of personal time.