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Thursday, September 23 @ 02:17
I got so much too say, but I don't know where to start. I have been writing to thefinalglory but it never knew me. I'm an average girl aged 19 on the twenty-seventh november nineteen-ninety-one oh-nine-fourteen hours. When asked about myself, I really didn't know what to say. About my past, present, future. What should I say? That I school and work, I lead a repetitive life. I'm not interesting - I never were. But never did I wish to have one. All I wanted was to have a happy life, one where there's rainbow, from the shine of the after-rain, a nice wake-up call instead of an alarm, a great breakfast with people I adore. Do I really hope that much? I admit, I'm holding my tears writing in here.
I am a girl who thinks too much. The good, the bad, and the ugly. I wasn't the popular kid in school. But I have a great ambition. To be happy. It's not I'm not, but it could have been better. But sometimes, even being happy isn't such a good thing after all. To make self happy, but to create the unhappiness of others, doesn't that define selfish? It never struck me hard before, there's never a definition for happiness. All along, I grew up sharing love with mates and families, I was indeed, what do I call that - happy. Though, I really thought that I put others above me. I get worried if they're down, joy when they're up. It hit me hard that time, and it still do. I won't let people try to please me. They will if they are and it's okay if they're not. And I'm never hard to please. So I wouldn't want anyone to think of me that way.
To the boy whom I greatestly adore. I really miss the thing we used to do in the past. Being around each others' arms, talking about ourselves. How we'd be shy around each other but yet so comfortable. How coincidence we can get; when wanting to meet, we met. I want to cuddle you in the night, watching the moon looking at us and reminiscing the hearts we shared. I wonder if it's the same for you.
I'll always love you.
calls for.
Monday, September 20 @ 02:26
I know I've been neglecting thefinalglory but it's never too late. It's the second week, so - Selamat Hari Raya to all muslims. Weather this past few days have been inconsistent. It's either the yellow sun or the dark clouds crying. Though, I hope tomorrow is going to be a breeze. I'm a little nervous, for I'm having an operation at KTP Hospital in around six hours time. It's minor, so not to worry. I'm just a little scared because I can't estimate the pain I'm going to face later on.
Anyways, ♥you told me something that upset me a little. I'm not angry, for sure, just a little upset. You apologized right after, I know. Saddens me, but I'll just hope that bad feeling is going to fade away. I'm sorry too.
it happens.
Friday, September 3 @ 03:09
you have screamed at an inanimate object for 'hurting you.' you have ran into a glass/screen door. you have jumped out of a moving vehicle. you have thought of something funny and laughed, and then people gave you weird looks. you have run into a tree/bush. you have been called a blond. you know that it IS possible to lick your elbow. you just tried to lick your elbow. (And failed.) you never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star had the same melody.you just sang them to make sure. you have tripped on your own feet and fallen. you have choked on your own spit. you have seen the Matrix and still don't get it. you type with three fingers or less. you have accidentally caught something on fire. you tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose. you have caught yourself drooling. you have fallen asleep in class. sometimes you just can't stop thinking. sometimes when you are telling a story you forget what you are talking about. people often shake their heads and walk away from you. you are often told to use your 'inside voice.' you use your fingers to do simple math. you have eaten a bug accidentally. you are taking this test when you should be doing something more important. you have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn't realize it. you've looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand/pocket the whole time. e.g. picks, cards, pens, phones, money, keys etc. you have posted bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen if you don't. you break a lot of things. you tilt your head when you're confused. you have fallen out of your chair before. when you're lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture on the ceiling. the word "um" is used frequently. you don't know what "um" means. you say "what" and "huh" a lot.
This is another test to see how funny-dumb I can be - which pretty much, I'm sure I am. (: