It's official. I hate her. She and her stupid bitching ways. I can't say much, word gets 'round pretty fast these days. Anyway, some people may know whom I'm speaking of. Or not. Either way, she really got on my nerves. Just got on, sat on them and remained there till the end of time. It's just like her really, only I couldn't stand it anymore. Normally, it's tolerable, I don't condone her actions, which would be sadistic, but this time, just felt like stabbing her and smiling. It's not that I would get berated, people might stand and clap if that happened. Like a movie where at the end, the male and female leads finally get together. Happy ending, wouldn't it be?
Anyway, looks like the musical of my life is slowly reaching a point where the commonly heard lyrics will be 'Oh, what a shame.' and 'Dear, dear, how could this happen?'. Especially with the recent announcement about O.F.M. and oh, have I forgotten the ever-so-popular lyrics 'Girl, your life is ohhh-verrr!' Clap twice and pronounce me doomed. It's teenage time in the house of the Girl. Bullshit.
I don't feel like going tomorrow either. It kinda sucks that I have to pretend to be happy for some people when I don't like them very much. Of course, the feeling is mutual there, but we're too polite to point it out. Well, I am, anyway. Other parties make no fun in guessing what they feel about me since they wear those particular emotions on their sleeve. Might as well laser the words 'Fuck off' on my forehead. Maybe people'll actually heed some advice.
On the bright side, some people I miss and want to spend the day with are gonna be there, but I just have the feeling that with those other people, I might not have that much fun. But since you asked nicely, I'll put on a fake smile and breeze my way through the day, sieving all those unwanted comments. For you guys.
Reality aside, I'd finished 2 books since Chasing Charlie Duskin. The Man from Perfect (the usual romance book, with humour and a good plot, and without actual descriptions of things I don't wanna read. If you know what I mean.) And the latest book, 'Lucy Blue, Where are you?' No, not a children's poem book. A nice read actually, relaxing and not so mind-blowing. About a girl and a 13 hour drive with a stranger she knew nothing about. Well, something like that. I'm still deciding on the next book, should I continue on 'Teen Ink', a book I read in between mind-boggling pages of 'Where the truth lies'? It's 'Chicken Soup for the Teenage soul'. Exactly like it actually, but apparently with a difference I've yet to find. It's just one of those books you read abit, then put down because one can only deal with so much 'inspiration' without hurling. Well, technically, the stories in it may not be inspirational... There's your difference! Or another teen issue book i picked up? Or just some other book I thought I would find interesting but have no mood to read in the near future... The possibilites are endless...
And as I comtemplate all my recent happenings, I just can't wait for Beijing and Church Camp. The silver linings in my huge dark cotton-looking bundle of precipitation.
And this is how the story ends for today.
She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
that kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
They hatin on me (hatin on me)
they wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
because she mine, and so fine
thick as can be - Kiss Kiss, Chris Brown feat. T-pain
This is a girl. This is her blog. That's pretty much the gist of where you are now on the internet.
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