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Wednesday, February 22, 2006
{ 5:34 PM on '' }
I've got Pizza coupons in front of me now, so who wants it? Yummy Yummy,,
So I've ballooned as usual. WHen did I begin to eat every second? Told you it was a disease. I can't help but complain and do nothing about it, cause its justbasically my character. Ah that sentence sounded really cheesy........ Anyway. I'm glad I'm back at home! A sigh of relief, joy,and freedom! At last I got to go home w/o any need to stay back for either NETBALL or something else. Ahaha, well, probably only today I felt like tat. Was so eager to rest and relax. No test tomorrow! Wait, some lame compo we've gotta write about...
It's about being in the shoes of a contestant in a beauty/talent contest. What on earth can I write about? I've come to accept that I'm not a good writer. My brains only secreate uncreative boring juices which really, affects my everything.
Argh, you know when someone gives you an impression or when someone says that you're boring, you wouldn't just accept it at the end of the day, You'll reflect on whether you're really bring, and either try to make yourself more interesting and noticable, or ponder over it a whole good week. Well well, what kind of thing is this! We are made unique and special. None are boring, right?
Ah well, boring is such a strong word to use. I mean, boring is really the wrong word. Can you imagine if someone tells you in the face "You're so boring". Man, you gotta calm those tight-fisted hands there! Ah, what makes the person think you're boring? It's because the person doesn't know how we do certain things. The way we speak or say things. Yeah, so don't feel offended......
Okay, I don't know why I wrote about it anyway.
Yeah.
Its gonna be six.. what should I do? I wanna rest. I'm so tired.. Tired and drained by the days of SCHOOL. This is the first time I feel drained because of school. I don't wanna go to school. GET ME OUT NOW.
10 years of misery, and still counting.
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Wednesday, February 22, 2006
{ 5:34 PM on '' }
I've got Pizza coupons in front of me now, so who wants it? Yummy Yummy,,
So I've ballooned as usual. WHen did I begin to eat every second? Told you it was a disease. I can't help but complain and do nothing about it, cause its justbasically my character. Ah that sentence sounded really cheesy........ Anyway. I'm glad I'm back at home! A sigh of relief, joy,and freedom! At last I got to go home w/o any need to stay back for either NETBALL or something else. Ahaha, well, probably only today I felt like tat. Was so eager to rest and relax. No test tomorrow! Wait, some lame compo we've gotta write about...
It's about being in the shoes of a contestant in a beauty/talent contest. What on earth can I write about? I've come to accept that I'm not a good writer. My brains only secreate uncreative boring juices which really, affects my everything.
Argh, you know when someone gives you an impression or when someone says that you're boring, you wouldn't just accept it at the end of the day, You'll reflect on whether you're really bring, and either try to make yourself more interesting and noticable, or ponder over it a whole good week. Well well, what kind of thing is this! We are made unique and special. None are boring, right?
Ah well, boring is such a strong word to use. I mean, boring is really the wrong word. Can you imagine if someone tells you in the face "You're so boring". Man, you gotta calm those tight-fisted hands there! Ah, what makes the person think you're boring? It's because the person doesn't know how we do certain things. The way we speak or say things. Yeah, so don't feel offended......
Okay, I don't know why I wrote about it anyway.
Yeah.
Its gonna be six.. what should I do? I wanna rest. I'm so tired.. Tired and drained by the days of SCHOOL. This is the first time I feel drained because of school. I don't wanna go to school. GET ME OUT NOW.
10 years of misery, and still counting.
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Cheryl
Female.
19.
Loves freedom but doesn't treasure it
Basically still a kid crying for momma
Loves
To be accepted
To belong
To be embraced
Yay.
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