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Ishak Johari. 18 this year. 19 next year. 20 two years after. 21 three years.. Ah,you get the point.
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Monday, 29 June 2009
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The headaches are getting worse,but you know what?Next time when I feel like fainting,I swear I would fight to stay awake even if it makes my brain bleed like hell.Honestly,I don't mind dying.Why?Because dying is way much better than fainting and then waking up to find people mocking or even condemning your fainting.And now I will point my fingers.To some students of Secondary 5 Andalusia,yes,I'm sick and tired by your lack of sensible humour.If you find mocking me about my sickness very funny,then go on,may this tortured person curse you to hell.
And now my index finger moves on to my own family.If anyone of you thinks that insulting me about my sickness will make you happy,go on.Your happiness matters,right?Mine doesn't.Idayu,Jannah and Ilyas Johari are all insanely pure and good.Ishak Johari just brings shame to the family by being part-mentally sick,so it's okay to treat him like some arse.
I miss them,the people who actually showed me some respect.You know who they are.Still no clue?Never mind.Find out for yourself.And to that someone,yes,this is an angry post.No,I'm not angry with you.And I hope you liked your Spongebob Squarepants I bought you.
If you think I need a counsellor,yeah.Maybe I do.I'm tortured.Home and School.
Oh yeah,and all anonymous taggers who don't recognize sarcasm when they see one are welcome to mock me.I don't care.
@ 9:33 pm