Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Ever since the first day you join school, you make a hundred friends. Some that you like instantly, and some that you hate. And with some, you already start sharing your deepest darkest secrets. You tell them about your dolls and their names, what your favourite colour is...things that you prpbably wouldn't tell anyone else in the whole wide world.
As years pass, you seem to drift apart for some god forsaken reason. You shift classes and you're not classmates anymore, or you simply make new friends.
Suddenly, you enter high school, and you wonder why you don't even say hi when you see each other in the hallway, or why you hate each other so much. So many misunderstandings...
It never feels good to lose a friend...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
My point is that, nobody likes mondays. Monday should be a holiday to so that we could start our new week with a smile on our faces, sweeter words on our tongues (as opposed to swear words) and better food.
Thank you, and have a happy week ahead. :)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I hate summer. The sweltering heat, the sweat, the power cuts... Yeah, everything. Except for mangoes of course. :P
But today, it's raining! A shower of relief from the extremely annoying heat. God, how I just love rain! It's been so long since I got wet in the rain! Years, I think.
I remember this one time when I got wet in the rain and did NOT catch a cold, I was sooo happy! But I eventually did catch a cold, a week later, if I'm not mistaken. But it was fun anyway!
I should be finishing some homework now. But who wants to do homework in such lovely weather?
I'm just gonna sit back and enjoy the sweet smell of rain on freshly cut grass, or should I say, freshly laid asphalt roads. :P
That's all for now. See y'all later. :D
Friday, April 02, 2010
It seems like yesterday when I joined HPS, and now I just have 3 more years left in that lovely place. It hurts to think of it.
Yeah, everyone's saying I'll do well. I really appreciate the confidence you guys have in me, but, I don't know. Maybe I'm just too tense. Maybe I shouldn't worry so much. My mom says I think wayyy too much. Which is kind of true.
God, I've never felt so unsure of myself.
I'm not supposed to feel that way. It's just not... me.
I hate feeling this way. I want to feel hopeful. But why am I not able to? What's stopping me? A bunch of irrelevant people can't screw with my happiness, can they? Then why does it seem that way?
God, I hate this. x(
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
I always wondered how it would feel to be heard, for once. It was always me who listened, the one who gave advice, the "wise guy" or whatever you call it. And then you came around. I saw that you were just like me, waiting for someone to come along who would listen to what you had to say, someone in front of whom you can cry your heart out and laugh about it the next minute. I saw myself in you.
You told me it was okay to talk, to pour your emotions out once in a while and you would always listen to me no matter how stupid or impractical I sound. Many people have said that to me before, but I knew you were the only one who meant it. You'd tell me everything and I'd do the same. It felt like I've finally found someone who speaks my language.You have no idea how much that means to me. Sometimes, when I'm sad, just looking at you, or even thinking of you makes me smile. It's strange, but good. :) And every time I look at you, my heart does a somersault. You make me so happy.
I'm not just saying it. You really are the best thing that's ever happened to me. =]