It's been a bad day, and I'm hating the boys even more.

The say it's an accident, not on purpose.

But, you know, in our shoes, the girls', you would see that is obviously not an accident.

Boys lie so easily, but girls do too.

But this time, I can't do anything, and I'm actually hopeless in this type of situation.

Right now, the boys are downstairs, acting and playing like everything is just fine, and the person really responsible for that didn't even bother to apologize.

I know that girls' hearts are weaker.

I know that the boys never knew that, as they don't have a care in the world.

I know that girls break easily.

I know that boys don't.

Boys are strong, too strong for their own good.

So, I respect them, but at the same time, hold maximum hatred for them, their actions.

It's like they don't care about girls' emotions.

That's what I call heartless. No sense of guilt, remorse.

Only plain nothingness.

If I only had to choose between who's right and who's wrong, hen kill the one in the wrong, I would only kill myself.

Why? I didn't have anything to do with this.

Because I don't wanna be caught up in this mess.

I'm fed up about boys being better than girls.

That's just an ancient saying that doesn't even exist anymore.