Cracked Egg Shell

I was picking some eggs,

Examined each and every single one thoroughly.
The shell should be clean and perfect,

Without nasty stains nor cracks.

I had selected some eggs,

Which I thought were fine.

Bought it home and guess what I found?

It's all cracked!

What had happened I wondered...

Am I the one to be blamed?

For being clumsy, reckless and foolish.

Or it's just something that I missed out earlier?

Egg shell must not be cracked,

To prevent the invasion of bacteria.

Just like any relationship,

Must not even have a single ugly blot.

Somehow some people are nasty-nice

That's the kind of people we should avoid.

New Blood Perhaps?

I hate this, I hate this, I HATE this!!!
Why are we the one who always have to bear the responsibility?
Do you still remember tomorrow is the due date for our I/O assignment?
And it's not yet done!
Where are you now?
Slacking in BP Mall?
Immersing in the warmth and sweetness of being back in hometown?
It's our marks, and what make us deserve to have your trust on us?
I feel like letting go, really...and let it be.
I'm tired, stressful and exhausted.
1st sem, 2nd sem, hopefully not next.

I want a person to take up the responsibilities.

I'm always a good follower, if you deserve my respect...

When we get closer to each other, I realized that it's hard for you to follow instructions.

Nor to get your basic part done.

Why not we insert some new blood next time?