Five Months

October, we meet again.

Five months to go.

And it's October once again. We got five months left. Five  months to go.

Thus, I have no idea that it'll come this fast. Nevertheless I'm feeling quite indifferent with a lot of people now. I've build this certain walls in me once again, that I wouldn't want them to enter nor touch me. I don't like the idea of being with fake people, that the only thing they do is to revenge. Recently, I've learn to develop such character of being indifferent to people I simply don't like. I'm not fake, if I don't like you then I don't like you. I know this "cliquish" group wouldn't want to see us, they even declare "war" in such a way that they still have to create those scenes in Facebook. Thus, I don't know what's going to happen in the remaining five months. Really, I just want them to stop. One is enough, the guy was hurt. But they shouldn't be doing these things anymore. Everything is just too much. I just hope they'll learn to act their ages.