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Back in either August or Septwmber of 2013 I was taking my first driver's training class. And for all of us that have gone to these know the tragic accidents that come from driving immature.
Right now I'm thinking back to a few stories in particular that made me cry then.. and that I'm crying about right now.

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A man named Mr. Mole had come to speak to us about not multi-tasking while driving. He told us a story of two girls; two friends.
So the girls' neighbourhood was throwing a party and they were asked to pick up supplies, which they were. While in their way home, they were laughing and listening to some music when a semi truck comes out of no where. The girl driving tried to evade it, but the passenger side of the car scrapped against the side of the semi, crushing her friend's skull like an egg.
The girl whose skull had been crushed was Mr. Mole's daughter. Everyone had know and loved her. She was an amazing girl and had such a great, GREAT future ahead of her. But she died. And though not her fault, her friend lives with guilt of "killing her".
(After class I went over to Mr. Mole and gave him a hug. I told him how sorry I was, even if it did happen years ago. That hit me really hard.)

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A young woman had always dreamed of being a singer since she was young. She had an amazing voice.
One day while driving (I forget where), she got in a terrible accident and had to go through a very complex surgery. After the surgery, her dreams for being a singer were crushed bexause of what people look for in a singer today: beauty.
(This made me think of how stupidly judgemental some people are. It made me cry to hear her say this. I just felt so bad for her.)

That's very sad.

It's funny, but I feel sad at times because of some things, but I don't really cry much anymore. I usually just feel very angry and start punching and my desk at home. Once I got so angry I pierced my desk with a pair of scissors and left a very long mark. I'm not the type to go rambling about my feelings to people around me either, with the exception of online friends.

When I lived in Canada years ago, I had a friend whose older sister died of lung caner. This was sad because she was a very good person.

Yeah it is.

Sometimes it's just BEWILDERING on how dumb people can be. How..... inconsiderate and selfish and cruel!

Oh my gosh! D:
I'm so sorry to hear about that, Kuo-Yi!

Yeah. Honestly you should totally take a look at my desk.

Girls usually tend to cry or want to tell somebody about their feelings when upset, boys smash stuff or try doing something else to distract themselves when upset. So I guess I'm not like other girls when it comes to being sad / angry. I've stopped crying weeks ago. Now I either use my desk as a punchbag, or draw some manga, or something like that. I might tell my mom and online friends about my feelings but not my teachers or friends. Teachers hate me anyways and I'm not super-close with my friends at school, I just talk to them for a while if I run into them. This includes the Tezuka fans. Though, I tend to enjoy chatting with those three. But mostly I'm always by myself at school. And actually I'm pretty much used to it and okay with it.

I tend to get either super, duper, freaking angry, or just hide in my room and cry.

I don't cry anymore. But I think my desk would cry if it was alive! I got to stop punching and stabbing it. Poor desk.

Poor desk