Hahah. I'm not interested in you already, blog D:. Sorry to break your heart! hahah. But I believe I have better things to do. Such as crying, studying or maybe even procrastinating. Because I've been putting everything behind me lately, it's hard to pick up from where I left off. Sometimes I really don't like myself. And I told that to my dearest beloved friends. They couldn't believe it. What they see about me, in their eyes, are all wrong. People tend to have the tendency to picture me as a happy, carefree person, with a perfect life. No problems, everlasting amount of cash, best friends to stick up for me. Lovely. I wish. Let me correct that, please. I'm not happy. Haven't been really really happy for ages. I'm not carefree either, I've always been burdened with the skeletons in my closets. And mostly, I'm not rich. My dad just lost his job.. And I do have friends that stick up for me. Just not when i really need them to, thats all. SucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucksSucks. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it. I miss my old life terribly. I miss what i was then. Marymount Convent. 6B. My lovely, darling classmates. People that readily stood up for me. The day we graduated. I feel like crying so goddamned miserably. I feel so so so lonely sometimes. And no one understands. They just don't know me well. I miss Chloe Tay so much. I miss Mayning. I miss Cordillia. I miss Jasmine. I miss Krti. I miss Valerie. I miss Cady. I miss Darshini. At least, they really cared. Now in nanhua? Not really. I've learnt how to stick up for myself in Nanhua. In Nanhua, you can't depend on anyone. Therefore, it's out with the old, and in with the new. Also, to do with Hanguang. Sometimes I just can't stand it. Thinking of our past just hurts. Hurts like fuck. Makes me feel like damn crying. -which might be what I'm doing now. Sigh- I don't understand what I want either. I don't want his apologies, because I've already forgiven him. But I have this feeling, in the pit of my stomach, that I want something. Just that, I don't know what. If I could just have that something. The past's pain, would be over. Anyway, today was boomz O.O Quite fun actually. If I had to reside into myself, at least I know that I have my family. My family's just so boomz, gosh. I love my family. Just that everyone in my family tends to have this good-looking genes or something. Idk, my family members look extraordinarily beautiful, as compared to others. I wish I was as beautiful D; bleahhhhhh. I want to camwhoreeeeeeeeeee~! It's been ages. I'm scared I'll lose my touch. Cady/Mayning: organize outing soon! :DD. Because we are the epic camwhorers. Period. somewhere too far for us to find. |
