Let it begin, and we'll see.
I have finally come to admit this: I am not the person who left Malaysia in 2007. I'm far from that person who left. I no longer care if I swear out loud, if I'm rude to my friends, or if I make myself sound or look stupid.
In a nutshell, I'm not a person who will sit back and watch other people bully others for no reason. Being in Australia has toughened me up. I don't give a shit anymore. If I can see you're giving others hell, you better watch out. I'm not afraid to give you shit if I want to.
So quit picking on the younger students just because you don't like them. Who cares if you were my friend? You're giving them shit for no damn reason, and you call yourself a prefect. Who cares if it's not you who calls them bitches? You were there, and you did nothing to stop it. Guess who's the biggest bitch in
this game.
You.
So you can just run along, tell people how much of a bitch I am now, we'll just see how many people would actually believe you, because you don't know how many people actually dislike you. And you can turn them against me, but how do you know they won't talk to me behind your back? I'm sick of this shit, and don't think I'll just sit back and let it happen.
Tell people I've changed, go on.
How do you know you ever knew me in the first place?
How do you know I was always the girl you thought you knew?
You didn't know me then, and you sure as hell don't know me now.
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