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Let this be your memory.
I want a monogram bronze!
I just realised how irritating I can be. For t past few weeks I've always been busy w production, plays & everything. Going out & blah blah blah. Tday, it's my only free day, & I'm here grumbling away, saying I've nth t do, when I actually DO have things t do, namely, oh-so-much hmwrk.
I managed t finish a bit. But still.
Perhaps I just don't like d idea of having someone elses' face on my blog, altho I seem t be some major fan girl, but nah, I don't like featuring. Changed t smth, more soothing? I don't knw, don't ask me. Prolly I like d font or smth. Yeah. In anycase, cliche aye, but yeah Justin Timberlake got into my head again, shoot me. (:
(Girlfriend, yknw who you are, I've got no way t contact you, so I hope you're reading this, so pls, keep holding on.)
It sucks when you totally am in love with a guy, but you're not allowed t. It sucks when you're trying all your might t go out w him, but your folks just have t stop you. It sucks when you're lying & you get exposed right there, hitting you real hard. It sucks when you're the girl. But it sucks even more when you're the guy. The girl gets home, get scolded, she cries. She calls the guy, says she is sorry, let's end it all. The guy gets stunned, he can't say no t his crying lover, it hurts him t end, but it hurts him even more t hear her cry for she is one of his many reasons t look forward t d new day.
Girlfriend, I knw how much it hurts when your folks scold you, & those words of anger, it hurts, I knw. I understand how easily you can cry, I've been with you for how many years? I've been seeing you cry. But hold on, hold on t d love you're crying over. For your folks part, even if they confiscate everything, I swr, when sch starts, I'll charge my phone t d fullest every morn, & let you use it. I told you that, & yknw that I mean what I say. So, hold on tight. Don't let it go, I knw it's hurting you now, but if you let it go, isn't it gna hurt more? Whats more, you're gna hurt him, so, hang on.
We'll all be here for you, yknw that v well. Yknw how anxious we're getting over you, yknw how worried we are. So hang on there.
& as for you, guy, you'd better be holding on too, I bloody said you guys will last lng, so at least, prove me right, thank you v much.
That aside, I've still got Humanities & Chinese t settle! ):
Sister's bdae tmrw! Once again, I've been a real irritating imp t my family this whole year. Sigh, but that's life! (: Contradicting, but whtever. & I am indeed spendthrift, I don't wna be one! I don't wna be a spoiltbrat, but sadly, I sure admit I am one, well I'm not born w a silver spoon, but I'm indeed pampered, & nah, I don't want that. Sometimes I wished I am just a mommy's darhl lil girl, whr I would help out w household chores, & all I ever do is t smile. & I learn t trust rather than t doubt, but reality doesn't turn out that way. Gee, I rather be mommy's lil girl. & my temper sucks. Thank God for Thanksgiving, thank God for New Year Resolutions. I so need them now. (P.S I want a turkey!)
You're not alone, because together we stand. & I'll be by your side, cos you know I'll take your hand when it gets cold.With love,
xoxo.
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