I never liked school days.
Supposed to be the best time of one's life.
I hated school, I skipped often, only to stay at home,
No one noticed, anyway.
I am just like invisible.
I can't be invisible.
Always being called 'names'.
Always being ignored.
Talked to, only because I'm pitiful or someone needed something.
It left a scar.
That can never be erased.
Even now, I still feel being ignored.
Just a couple of weeks ago, an ex-classmate asked if I wanted to buy something, which he can get way cheaper at his place. I said yes, feeling very appreciative.
Then weeks passed, he told me that the 'something' has arrived and he will arrange delivery.
I asked for bank account no,., he said, he'll send first, then only I pay.
I thought tide has changed, I am no longer ignored.
I waited, for 3 weeks, I messaged him - he then said - oh, so sorry I forgot to inform you, out of stock.. I said okay la ... believing him.
One fine day, I logged on to whatapps - and few ex-classmates were thanking him for getting that 'something' for them .... it even traveled miles over to another continent.
I got upset. He lied. Looks like I am still the pitiful little duck.
Today, I exit the ex-school mate Whatapps group.
Every message I post, no one seems to take notice - probably dun even bother to reply.
Why should I stay, might as well exit.
At least I don't get those irritating notifications.
I should feel good.
I hope so.