please kill me

At first I thought of writing this post in Chinese.
but If i really did, it would take me years to complete it..
I realise that after leaving my school,
I would never really use Chinese language again...
No more writing crazy essays that I never understood.
No more Chinese lesson that would make me crazy..
and no more Chinese homework that I never do on my own...
It's not like I hate Chinese language...
it's my mother tongue but It's very difficult to master.
My friend asked me is it racist to say that Chinese speaks the Ching-Chong language?
Come to think of it, i feel kinda sad that I would not be using it as frequently as now.
Last Saturday, I met up with some old friends.
I'm kinda glad that they still remember me...
And i'm also kinda glad that they have bonded with my arch enemy.
You would think that it was weird, that I would be glad they've bonded.
But you know it's better to have one less enemy...

Well I hope that you all are living your life...
and make the correct decision...
I'll see you guys soon...if you guys can still remember me...
You guys are the reason my high school years are filled with craziness and stupidness...

looking back, it was like yesterday was my first day in school.
and I was looking for my class...
I was so relieved that I saw some of the familiar faces from primary school.
Then suddenly, here I was, my last day in that crazy school.
I still can't believe that I was out in this world...
it's not the same like last time...
because this time, I came out first....
and all my friends are not here with me...
So it's like i'm stark naked alone in this big world..
it was exciting and fun..

well guys, I hope that I still have the chance to see you all again~
be safe...