What the shit is this? Just when I was becoming happier, stupid things are happening.
I don't want to change class, don't want to. My friends are all there. I don't even want to part with those I'm not close to. We are a class, we are together.
I don't want SN to be torn down, don't want to. I can still feel the smooth cement against my shoes, the tiles, smell the scents. Our classroom our canteen our hall our family lounge our bridges our staircases our pathways our everything, they're all ours, I won't call it "my sec sch's canteen", no it's "my canteen". It's just a ghostly place now, stark naked.
