Endure Life

Yesterday after school, I gained some insights about some more extrovert boys. I was skulking in the toilet after my lessons were ended, waiting for the *urgh* humans teacher to leave before heading to the library. A group (or gang, but that's crude) of Malay boys were around too, probably wanted to take some time off their MT class. They started joking and laughing, then they noticed me and asked why I didn't take a second language. One of them, Arief, who's been in the same class as me all the way from sec1, asked, "you got some 'brain problem', right?" (its dyslexia but I suppose brain 'problem' is a more rudimentary/simpler phrase) Anyway, I corrected them, though I doubt they heard me say "dyslexia". Then Arief continued, "how are you going to tell a girlfriend you have brain problem?" Then the group left laughing.
Now, Arief, like many boys, is much nicer when he's alone. The effects of peer pressure of most boys is that to fit into a group, they will compete to show they are fun at the expense of others. And Arief likes attention. I cannot really blame him for his attitude, its just (evil) nature. Nor do I want to retaliate, although I've been the butt of many jokes and can take insults, I could have insulted him back. As Arief once told me (when he was away from his friends) that he was HIV positive, I could have simply responded "how are you going to tell girlfriends you have HIV?" Perhaps I'm too nice, but I didn't say it and let him go.
My current goal, its seems, for years 16-20, is to endure. I do not see the point of striking back at my problems now, it will all pass after this age. I don't know how, but I always have a hope that the God has something in the future for me, and that I should wait rather than take revenges or blaming myself. This hope has kept me through months, and I must hold to it.

I have got my O Levels English Oral Examination tomorrow. (somehow reminds me of the dentist) Anyway, do pray for me, thanks!