if you really won't tell me, all i haveta do is hack onto your pc. i am capable. but then again, i haven't done it for sooo long i don't even know if i am still able to. args args. i don't think i wanna get caught though....so i ain't gonna waste my time searching your ip and such....args args....it's just not worth it. blah blah. well ne ways.....meh bored....been finding next blog butting on that thing for sooo long....still haven't found the person i wanted to find yet....but it don't matta
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Great Wall of Smiles
preturbed......disturbed....blah......meh. meh just completely bored. outta my mind. that's what i do when i'm on msn. keke^^ well yupz yupz....no problems for me n e ways...keke^^ yeah.....my great wall of smiles is like something i named after a convo with like bri. keke^^ i don't really remember what we were talking about....but then i suddenly just copied and pasted all my :D and named it the great wall of smiles after the great wall of china. i don't know why i said that....don't ask me. keke^^ i'm just a freak. but me seeeeepecial cause me sabby. keke^^
don't know what will happen from now on.....it will never be the same at school ne more....but hey.....no one said we can't try......i suppose....
don't know what will happen from now on.....it will never be the same at school ne more....but hey.....no one said we can't try......i suppose....
Falling ill
hm....i know that saying i am falling ill is grammatically incorrect. i am becoming sick is the right term. but it felt good to type something wrong as my title. just sounds better. keke^^
well it's true. i'm becoming sick right before school starts. sighs sighs. well i have like a driving test with my driving instructor on like this coming thursday. he's always said i drive like crap. sighs sighs. i know i am not going to pass. he doesn't think i look in my mirrors, he says i check my blind spot badly, he says i can't turn properly. he shoots up my whole confidence about wanting to drive. an my daddy always says i can do it.......why does the driving instructor say i can't? sighs....everyone says driving's sooo easy, why is it sooo hard for me? he really thinks i'm unable to listen to instructions or sumthing. sighs sighs. it's true, i can't....because i'm not focused on him, i don't listen to what he says to me. i just don't like my driving instructor. sighs sighs. it's not my fault i can't understand left and right. honestly, when he tells me turn right, my instinct is the right, but yet i flash my left blinkers and i start turning left. then he gets all pissed off at me. sighs sighs. and then he starts yelling at me, and i just feel like i want to cry all the time when i drive with him. sighs sighs. i mean, if i really said this to my parents, my mommy would like make him go out of business because he makes me feel like crap.
when i drive crapilly, my instructor says i need more practice. he starts making it out like it's my fault that i don't drive enough. yeah, i do drive, i drive every weekend with my daddy. and i'm perfectly fine when i am with him. i make no mistakes. he just makes me feel stupid and i hate him, even though he's a nice guy. he is like, you should drive more. your parents should take you to go driving more often. oh yeah, in hell that i can. i can't....my parents don't own a driving academy with their own car so that they can drive where ever and whenever they want. my parents have to work. when he says that to me, i just feel like not driving so i loose more of my skills just in spite of the man.
sighs......why can't i drive? why is driving sooo hard for me? why why why???
args args.....
well it's true. i'm becoming sick right before school starts. sighs sighs. well i have like a driving test with my driving instructor on like this coming thursday. he's always said i drive like crap. sighs sighs. i know i am not going to pass. he doesn't think i look in my mirrors, he says i check my blind spot badly, he says i can't turn properly. he shoots up my whole confidence about wanting to drive. an my daddy always says i can do it.......why does the driving instructor say i can't? sighs....everyone says driving's sooo easy, why is it sooo hard for me? he really thinks i'm unable to listen to instructions or sumthing. sighs sighs. it's true, i can't....because i'm not focused on him, i don't listen to what he says to me. i just don't like my driving instructor. sighs sighs. it's not my fault i can't understand left and right. honestly, when he tells me turn right, my instinct is the right, but yet i flash my left blinkers and i start turning left. then he gets all pissed off at me. sighs sighs. and then he starts yelling at me, and i just feel like i want to cry all the time when i drive with him. sighs sighs. i mean, if i really said this to my parents, my mommy would like make him go out of business because he makes me feel like crap.
when i drive crapilly, my instructor says i need more practice. he starts making it out like it's my fault that i don't drive enough. yeah, i do drive, i drive every weekend with my daddy. and i'm perfectly fine when i am with him. i make no mistakes. he just makes me feel stupid and i hate him, even though he's a nice guy. he is like, you should drive more. your parents should take you to go driving more often. oh yeah, in hell that i can. i can't....my parents don't own a driving academy with their own car so that they can drive where ever and whenever they want. my parents have to work. when he says that to me, i just feel like not driving so i loose more of my skills just in spite of the man.
sighs......why can't i drive? why is driving sooo hard for me? why why why???
args args.....
Hmm....
is it too late to say sorry? i don't know if i've offended. sighs sighs. for some reason, i don't feel any older any more; nor do i feel any younger. i just don't feel mature, and i don't feel immature. i don't feel like anything. i just feel like an entity on the earth roaming, seeing, and absorbing like a sponge. but yet all that i roam on, lay my eyes upon, soak up do not leave me polluted. i am pollutant free.....or so that's how i feel if that makes n e sense.
sighs. sometimes, i just wish it were possible to turn back the hands of time, but i know for sure, that if you were able to, you would never learn from the mistakes made. sighs sighs. whatever happens well, happens. you can't stop or change the fact that you've done something, right or wrong. sighs sighs. i don't know how i feel about anything any more. i just feel numb, a pained type of numb. the type of numb that leaves you feeling like ou have prickly things prodding you everywhere.
oh wellz, things happen. sometimes these things show your real colours. sometimes it makes you look like a villian even though you know you aren't. no one can do everything right 24/7. humans will always remain human even if they try not to. sighs sighs. i miss the old days....but the old days will never come back.
sighs. sometimes, i just wish it were possible to turn back the hands of time, but i know for sure, that if you were able to, you would never learn from the mistakes made. sighs sighs. whatever happens well, happens. you can't stop or change the fact that you've done something, right or wrong. sighs sighs. i don't know how i feel about anything any more. i just feel numb, a pained type of numb. the type of numb that leaves you feeling like ou have prickly things prodding you everywhere.
oh wellz, things happen. sometimes these things show your real colours. sometimes it makes you look like a villian even though you know you aren't. no one can do everything right 24/7. humans will always remain human even if they try not to. sighs sighs. i miss the old days....but the old days will never come back.
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