with weapons in the form of words.
Everything went well for debate, except for Lionel.
We, the debate team, have been putting up with his crap.
And when he lost, he blamed everything at us.
What's this?
You didn't want to co-operate with us first.
AND. we weren't supposed to even have a bloody script.
And for you taking one, I guess we had our marks reducted.
You said you ran out of points, and we didn't help you.
Look. You didn't want our points, you did your own thing.
We wanted for you to take our points, you didn't want it.
You didn't want our help, and you're blaming us.
Miss Johnson said we weren't together.
You were the only extra.
You despicable moron.
Even tried to complain to Mr Teo right?
And you've made everyone else hate you.
Hah, we'll see who wins.
my love ain't a lie, it's as true as the sky.Once the debate ended.
The whole bunch of guys were completely gone.
SOME FRIENDS.
You all only care about yourselves.
Why bother coming for the debate anyway?
Go home and play your silly computer game you addicted freaks.
I can't even stress this more enough.
Time and time again.
You all showed me that horrible attitude.
You didn't even cared about me.
Self-centered morons.
Look, even the girls were better off than you all.
What class spirit is this?
Are we able to answer to our form teacher, that we're all apart,
in our own cliques and everything else.
We have NO class spirit.
I have no friends.
What about us?What about everything we've been through?Labels: i'm on my own; i'm all alone.
