It's no fun reading my ex-classmates' and friends' blogs anymore. Sure, I might not know many of them very well, but at least I have an inkling as to what the hell they're talking about. Or who the hell, whichever applies. I still see them in school everyday, and attend the same classes as them, and (over)hear what they might be gossiping about. But know that we're thrown into different JCs, I feel miles apart from them. If I didn't talk to them after school hours ended back then, fraternising with them now is sure as hell impossible. (Excuse me if my English sounds weird, singlish tends to have that kind of effect on you.)
I really shouldn't be here, thanks to the Ministry of Education and Cambridge, who thought up a new form of torture in the name of Project Work. It's not that I hate my group, I actually think they're pretty decent people, considering the previous luck I've had when it comes to group work. Pity the 4 of them (3 girls and 1 guy/4 girls whichever way you look at it) are like BFFs and I have to sit there with the word "OUTCAST" printed on my forehead.
They try to make me feel included, but all the hushed whispering, suppressed giggles and weird looks? Thanks for trying, but honestly, lousy effort much? I mean, I don't have much to say to them either, so it's fine if we just get our work done and I can just go back to pretending I'm alone and there's no one around me. But life has a sick sense of humour I tell you... My friend was in the same group with 3 other friends. Everyone had at least one friend in their group. Everyone but me, that is.
This sucks, I'm depressed again...
By the way, those who have twitter, follow me. My twitter account is the same as my xanga username.
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