Friday, May 8, 2009 I wrote at 5:26:00 PM

タイートルなし

The weather's hot.
It's been changing whole year round.From cold hot cold hot and to super hot.
I kept sweating,I stepped out of class,I stumbled down the stairs searching for nothing.
I can't breathe.I heaved and heaved.
Phone's ringing and as usual I refuse to pick it up.
I kept walking with no destination.I don't know where to go.
I wiped my damp face roughly with my arm.
Forever the high pride,I refuse to let anyone see me in my pathetic state.
I saw the usual barbaric boys,they invited me to play soccer,prelims ain't exactly over but to us it was.
I smiled and refused their offer.More boyish talk.I continued walking.
I took out my phone and call the first 8 numbers I memorized.My Plus One.
But it dawned to me that Plus One has her own life to go on.I tried to recall the many faces who said they'll always give my support no matter what.I couldn't remember them all of a sudden.
I thought of Buddy,but I don't wish to trouble him anymore.
I took a longer route home.I tried to think but I couldn't.The only thing that kept my sanity intact were His messages.
I tried to write everything off but I couldn't.I needed to see a friend's face.
Still I feel relieved when he continues to reply.

Would things brighten up for me like how they brightened up for him?

(Hide them all in.)