millions word 2 say

this word is especially to class 2r1.....
i don't want for all of this to end....
coz there's things i haven't said...like how much i'm sorry,how much i wish i've never done that,how much i want us to be together,how i wish 4 us to never fight...
and theres something like i love u, i hate u, u are my best friends...and more..i cant count them...i've gotta million words to say...and i don't want for it to end before i said anything...i wanna said it all 2morrow....in the last day...lets change feelings,thoughts,expressions and more...tell everything we wanna say before it all ends....
coz it will ends...and we have got no chance 2 say it....please...listen to my millions word....and i'll hear yours...

what i've gained there..

in this days in my school...before this or now i don't treasured it...
but these days near our holiday....i'm starting to realize what had i gained there....
not just about studies...but something that i could use more...to lean forward...step ahead...and lastly support the front....smile...knowing that it not a waste....i've think about before....whats the best is your achievement in studies...so..i study hard....as hard as i can...until i score....go to a better school...yet i feel something missing...
what in my places had been put there..but no...i dont care about the custom....that is'nt family though...it's  something that make the pain yet happiness...someone to talk instead of keep quiet..someone that too funny until you want to die laughing...someone that will smile back 2 u...this is my class...where we dont care to respect who's better than us..but make friends with them...this is our world,where we dont tied with parents but act with what we think is right,the one that keep talking while the teachers teaching...the one that too lazy 4 homework...'
its us and no one...this is the class where we had met...make friends, even foe, falling in love..and even challenge ourselves...where we eat in class...doing things that kids on other states scared 2 do....yet we keep on peace...never been drawn by pride....thats why i love my class...where we can be childish to mature....
i;m happy here...sitting here..at my plastic chair...talking bout whatever we can..singing old lyrics...
we can be so different...from any style and from any opinion..yet we keep on laughing...coz we dont care... dont care bout anything else....bout where we live....which country...coz we are together that makes us laugh...
day by day...until today..where i feel this 10 month like one month....happen so quick...i wanna go back...where we can wait 4 all of us together then go 2 class...when we only work hard sometimes...
we play everyday...i wish...its the last day of being in this class yet i feel like its the last day of my life....
it makes me cry but makes me feels like if i have something i wanna said...i'd better said it now...now coz this is the last word....right...2r1....hehe