Monday, October 11
maybe things have really changed these past 2 years. i don't feel like i'm much different, but i guess i have to be. dee, remember that time i took the personality disorders test and turned out high and very high for everything?? well i took it again just now. guess what. everything's low or moderate now. i say, Thank God people grow up! can you just imagine how horrible i was in sec2?? maybe that's how come i wrote so much. chunks of poetry. now i don't really bother. stories.. yeah nothing much there either. i'm not so intense anymore. that's good, yeah? unless you actually liked being around this fire-water-ice creature who glared at the class to make them shutup. maybe in 2 years' time i'll actually be normal. you know, calm and collected, and people won't whisper that i'm fierce..(!!) and less excitable. and maybe i'll get less of a kick out of ignoring joankang and teasing chris.
4 more days. then we'll never sit this way again in class. never look out the window to see the cleaner shuffling past dragging his broom. never screech over some tiny spider crawling over towards us. ally's right i guess. why is 'graduation' synonymous with 'goodbye'? maybe because, that's what it is. it's goodbye, but we'll meet again. someday. i pray. guess some will become doctors, then when i fall and fracture my spine i'll know i'm in great hands.. or maybe not.. hahaha. or.. lawyers. then when i knock down some idiot road hog, one of you can help me fight my case.. you don't want to be friends with a criminal right.. hahaha. oh crappy how crappy.
here i add ego to the crap. =D our class is a diamond. we rock, we're worth a lot, and we've got great bonds! =D shine for God. i love you. *blows kisses to everybody and anybody as long as you agree we rock the world please don't let go we'll hold on together*
it must've been love.
8:31 pm
xoxo
