A picture holds a thousand words

What a hot, sunny day it has been - uncomfortable too, to be exact. It was not such a good day either, come to think of it.

The classroom felt even emptier than it's usual- due to the many absentees that thought a lecture was going to take place. The one's absent were the one's whom did not want to endure the somewhat long lectures that were usually given, the one's whom did not want to be in an uncomfortable state- having cramped feet and such. Well, it was a false alarm anyway.

As for the photoshoot session that took place after the assembly - photos taken to be printed in the year book. Everything was smoothly sailed, though nothing really went according to plan. Not as many pictures as I intended, were captured. No eye-catching backgrounds were found as we were in the school compound. Well, I guess it was not as bad as I made it seem for the outcome of the whole photoshoot was satisfying. All thanks to our photographer, whom I had much fun having to annoy.

On another note, something else to my dismay, happened. I'm not sure how to put it into words nor explain the delicateness of a situation. It's not something I'd like to discuss, let alone argue about. All I know is - my conscience is telling me to erupt another volcano and say what I really mean but on the other hand, my heart is telling me to be patient and stay calm. As for now, I'm not going to listen to my conscience nor follow my heart - I'm not going to do anything.

It's about time people learn how to respect my dignity and treat me the way they'd like to be treated in return. I'm done with putting up to fake smiles and acts, mood-swings, and the very few people whom walk all over me, taking my niceness towards them for granted. It's one hell of a pathetic and unthrilling rollercoaster ride, if you ask me. So, as of today, I'm going to abide from all this utter rubbish and breathe in fresh air.

It's the only way, I know, I can ever survive.