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"The river runs and the river hides, Out to the ocean and under the sky, I promise you, the answer will come, Hold on to patience and watch for the sign, Everything in its time; " |
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name's esther & 18's the number. i love potatoes to the ends of the earth and soups like nobody's business. & i believe in a
place "where love lasts forever".tagboard
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SCHOOL IS GETTING SIAN. im getting sleepier and sleepier each day in school man. hey. i don remember feeling at all sleepy in the first week can. HAP is boring. WELL, partly because i don't even know what the whole subject is talkin about. it's killing me. i don catch the link. and i cant process everything in my brain. now im doing bio myself when everyone managed to shirk it off last year after o's. AHHH. i dont care. im gonna force myself and work doubly hard for it. no matter how tough it is that it'll break my brain or something, or how-cannot-make-it i can get, i'm gonna buck dobly, triply, millionly to make it work! OBC and PIPC teaches the same thing can -.- sigh. i wanted so much to sleep. even math is getting sleepy. AND YAR. my careperson. OH MY TIAN. sigh. i seriously think that he cant make it to make us interested in what he's doing or talking man. hearing him talk makes me groggy! for one thing or another, he looked really uncomfortable teaching the class. he's not the kind that's really hyper and on on type of teacher. he can say 20 ERMS in 2 min. and me and hannah like sort of estimated that he probably can say 600 times of it for the remaining part of the lesson. hearing him ERMED is really getting irrtating. oops. i kinda hoped that you'll stop for me today. looking at your back, moving further and further away, kinda just set me in a mess of fury and sadness. i don't know what was i hoping for in fact. a gentlemen kindly waiting for me despite all?.. im so stuck at what i want to say. a little love won hurt, that's what i thought. a little sweet talking sometimes, would probably do wonder. i thought. i mean, im allowed to have some expecting for myself right? i know many times i've asked myself not to expect because it'll probably means greater hoping, which usually equates to disappointment. but i do expects sometimes. i am allowed to expect right? but why i don see any good use of expecting. what's a relationship all about? im wondering. BAH. pile of rubbish deep thoughts. i personally think people who've gone through alot or experienced much tends to be the stronger ones. as in, they are the ones who appear much to be the everday-happy-and-worryfree people. they appear to be, that is. and if you ever happen to know them more and know what they actually had gone through in their lives, i bet you'll probably go WOAH. haha. that's what happens to me. after knowing more bout one of my friend. she's real strong i must say. and man, she don look abit like she's gone through so way much. emily's really pressurizing me man. URGH. bugging bugging bugging me. i think i'll probably sleep early tonight. im so tired..... |
