I have stressed enough not to getting into something like this. AGAIN. The same thing for like, the many times. Well, actually, I am confused as well. I don't know why I still have spaces and times to be bothered by stuffs like that. I mean, hello, it's not the most important thing right now, with me, in the senior year. There are still like thousand other things to be more concerned about. 

Do you know what I hate most?

That I don't even able to do a revenge on him, even once. It is sickened me out. (oh, help). I just want him to feel what I felt so he wouldn't do that ugly same thing ever again.