Class President

I want to be a teenager and feel depressed, listen to angry songs, fall in love head over heels, become a fool for monkey love, become a monkey for friendships. I wish I'm still a teenager eligible to whine, complain, rebel, lie to my mom to skip school, lie to my teacher because I don't want to do my homework.. and all that. 

I'm looking at you from afar, like a teenage dirtbag secretly in love with the hot class president.

My brother moved to JB today to work at a government agency. Now there's only four of us in this tiny little heaven. Hmm..