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Moving on?

Like every high school, my high school had it's fair share of drama. Heck, I had my fair share of drama.

To make things more interesting, I study in an all-girls school which means more drama. (girls = drama + catfights) So yea...

I broke some friendships and hurt other people while I got hurt too and lost a few friendships. A fair deal.

broken heart Pictures, Images and Photos

Friendships are so complicated especially between girls.

Sometimes, you give so much and sacrifice so much for the friendship yet you get nothing in return.

Sometimes, you make ONE mistake and the friendship ends.

Sometimes, you didn't put enough effort in and the friendship is over.

So yea, I had a lot of catfights.

This year is my senior year.

So I don't want to fight so much and have too much drama. (too bad, I already fought this year)

I wanna savour every last moment of this year because...
when high school is over, I want to erase all the memories.


I don't think so. Moving on means looking forward and dropping all the crap.
Memories aren't crap, I know...but I need to forget it if I want to move forward.

Moving on for me, means learning from all the mistakes I make in high school so that I don't make them in the future.

Maybe, I'll treasure these memories 20 years from now. But then again, maybe not.

So yea.

But when it's over, I'll erase it all so that I have a clean start again. A new chance.



Just do yourself ya.
Some people is like that de.

I also same ya.
Treat people good ... they also forget my help.
Help them .. they complain ...

Do wrong .... whole kampung complain you but you do right and good !!!
No people said you good !!!

So just enjoy our life and remember our start up point !!
THen you will not get so hurt !!
hehe !

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