Omgahhhh i only have 5 months left to be 18.

Calamity

ANGSTY ANGSTY ANGSTYYYYYYYYYY!!!!
Ugh.

There are people who waltz into your life driving you head over heels and rendering you quite senseless. Whether they last depends.
But then there are those who work at your heart bit by tiny bit, until one day you realise how little of it you have left with you.
Can't decide if its a good thing.

Omg screwwww i dont want.  I cannot handle intelligent flirty conversation right now okay i cannot.
Cheebye things that you actually want always look for you in the worst of times.

HI MY GIRLFRIENDS. I NEED GIRLTIME. Just sayin.
:( i miss everybody so much.

I distract myself constantly.
If i didnt, i wouldnt be interrupting people when they speak, and i wouldve heard what the suffinator was trying to tell me to bullshit about in newswriting. 

Which, incidentally, starts at 11.
Partypartypartayeeee i needs it.

"I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you."

from Liyana.

I love the bolded line its very true, and not just with a boy; friends family and all too.  Lip service i-love-yous are part of life now, but i remember a time when i tried hard not to fall into the routine.  If you know every bad thing about someone, every inane thing that gets to him, every weird quirk he has, and still want to be with the person doing something as mundane as sitting around watching people walk by, what else can it be {:

I think its scary though, to trust someone completely.  I can love someone and not trust him, and if anyone tells me then it isnt love i will punch him in ze faaace, because who's to tell me who i love and who i dont?


There is a slight possibility that these redundant posts are a result of something that is bugging me and needs settling, i just havent figured out what exactly yet.

Sometimes i want something.  Sometimes I want it so bad, and most times its without any reason at all.
Sometimes i wait weeks for it, and sometimes i get it with hardly any effort.
It's not so bad with physical objects, shoes, movies or a night out.
It always comes down to boys.  When i do get it, i find i dont want it anymore.
Fickle's not the word. I'm not sure what is.
I annoy myself quite consistently.

Hate mondays.  Mondays are really relaxing but i still am a walking corpse at the end of it.

I'm not sure if its the sudden x1000 relief of workload, or last night, or just hormones, but i am infinitesimally happy.

Everytime i've ever mentioned i was happy or hyper, i now realise it wasnt true.  Because its a fraction of what i am feeling now, happy and hyper and lighthearted and thrilled and happy.  I sang and danced to songs for rena all the way back home, i think she and many other people at the interchange hate me now.

If this is what the clubz do to you i want to club every day.  Every alternate day. 
Ahh i want more weekends like the one i just had!

I cant bring myself to hate now, so i dont like school.  Extremely dislike school.

Jay HO