DIE. DIE. DIE.

Okay, people might call me a bit crazy, like really crazy. I did addmath homework in class and suddenly broke down and cry; "shut up! shut up! shut up!"

and Ashley was sitting beside me looked at me in a state of confusion; "I didn't say anything...?"

yeah, teacher was writing something on the board and I didn't look around to find anyone that heard me. my vision was clouded. and three straight days after that, I had very ill-looking eyes.

I was really pissed off on that morning. I couldn't study. I couldn't eat. I couldn't think straight.

DIE. DIE. DIE.
I chant a word that I want something to happen. I chant it 3 times as if I was doing a spell. or a wish to be granted.

it didn't work. nothing works. all is just to calm me down.

I don't wanna go to school. I don't wanna stay at home. I don't wanna be here.

I wish, I wish, I wish
that all of this did not happen.
that they would stop.
that I could die.

I believe that I couldn't survive. survive SPM. surviving life.

and yes Nora, nobody reads this. because this is crap.