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Hear Me Out
I like to give excuses for everything and anything. If Im not in the mood to do anything, I idle around. I let my friends say as they please, but that don't mean I agree with what they say. I just accept that its their opinion. I can be an ass hole. I can be the nicest person on earth. Just depends on who you are(: "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." -Matthew 5:8
Complains?
Music
Cover on my heart by Guy Sebastian
Go find yourself and listen:D Skeletons of My Closet
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Monday, December 1, 2008
Simple & brilliant.
YIPPIE. Tomorrow Im spared from going to school *prances around throwing confetti*Yader Yader Yader. Out of this joy comes bitterness, I dont get a piece of ham. Today was in short, lustrous. *prances around anthea in circles sprinkling confetti* I got to look into the pair of eyes that I've been waiting to stare into for the whole weekend. It was heaven but it killed me. The amount of effort I have to put into looking away, this is the first time I ever had to do this, the saying, "I do what I want." does not apply here. Now the saying, "Look but dont touch.* applies. Im driving myself insane. OMG. Paiseh like fuck cannnnn. Today during HPI lect. I was NOT SLEEPING NOR DOZING OFF! I was just resting my face on my knuckles, after a semi-long-no-sam-yet day. Out of nowhere Ms. Rozi was like "JANE! Dont sleep!" INTO THE BLOODY MICROPHONE!! *falls off the chair fainting* (Note: 3 lt's worth of students can hear her, loud and clear) I ended up punching myself in the jaw. The MOST IRONIC thing was LUCKY was sitting beside me SLEEPING!! *throws tantrum and the whole bucket of confetti at Ms. Rozi* BOOOOO! Anthea concluded, Ms Rozi loves to pick on me, EVERY TUTORIAL, without fail, she'll ask me to answer questions!! The thing that really cracked my day was SAM. HAHAHHAHA DAMMMMN FUCKING HILARIOUS. It went down like... I promised myself that I'll be shallow here. So its for me to know and you never to find out. There was a grin on my face for more than 15minutes, it didnt disappear, it didnt fade, it was me being drop dead happy for the first time in weeks. After I heard it, my knees went soft and I just broke down laughing my ass off in Cheers. Everyone thought I was crazy, literally. I swear the feeling was so much better than taking a dozen cans of red bull or breezers. I felt my whole fucking messed up world and all the bullshit lifted. I was literally prancing around cept only I got no confetti. I dunno whether to cry or to laugh my ass off. I was happily typing this post out, miley goes "AJNE" on msn. I was like "wah wah wah so now you forget how to SPELL MY NAME LUH!"....he proceeds on to asking me to watch something on youtube. Nothing out of the ordinary. What caught me off guard was, its CHINESE RAP. "Come on by energy" GAWWWWWWWWD. Wtf was I thinking? After watching 30seconds of the GAYEST CHINESE RAP Ive seen in....forever... I closed it replying miley's question. "Miley thats got to be THE gayest chinese shit Ive ever SEEN." I dont know why(I really have no idea, usually I understand why but not this time), I am more affected by Michael's wife's death compared to all the stuff that I've been through for the past months.I dedicate this song to Michael, I hope your heart can bare this pain, your not alone. Forever by Marc Nelson. *thought pops into my head* *drools* *slaps self* Nothing lasts forever, so hold on tight while it last. |