Hello.

Oh yes, by the way, if you actually hear about the "glue" incident. You have to know that my books were stolen, table was scribbled on with insults, money stolen, shoe thrown into pool. ETC ETC at thirteen. Stop claiming I am insane. K thanks. Lol. That's why the venting kz.
Gee, people. Stop being so childish.

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You're right.
Perhaps I really do display myself as some mindless person that does not give a hoot about anything.
Perhaps you're wrong.
There is a possibility of viewing things in an altered perspective.

Do we really want this.
Do you actually feel things are worthwhile when we get worked up for these "vanity of vanities"?
Do they actually bother processing their thoughts before they speak?
Do they really know those concerned parties?
Do you really present your thoughts?
What do you think that reason is?
WHO do you suppose the veritable reason is?
WHO. Darn it. Lol.

The situation was almost identical, except the circumstances have changed and the location was different.
And it will never be a replica.
Like how we age and venture deeper into the woods of in this case, life?

What did you think then.
I suppose flower's still on your mind.

No surprise. She's just like you.
Shallow and superficial, concerning yourselves with frivolous things I dislike.
But I have dismissed that dislike, and I forgot.
I abhor everything like that.
The dream one doesn't exist anymore.
Everytime I look back, I see what happened.
But we've all grown up. We're not like thirteen anymore.

I haven't had dinner.
I can't wait for the end of A's.

Oh, the birds and the flowers and the trees. Haha. :/

I remember the time I was thirteen, and then I had this crush on this older guy and he dated someone else. Such sweet memories.
I was pretty unattractive then. No surprise. Lol.
And then, there was the fourteen year old stage.
I like memories from my not-in-school fourteen year old life.
Even though I was obnoxious and repulsive, I guess I was still kinda uncorrupted then.
It was really sweet.
Great memories. Haha.
Wish there were results though.
Like, as you advance into adulthood or even as you near independence, you begin to reflect on the past events of your life.
It was really wonderful.
Well, learnt a lot.

If you wanna count this year as seventeen, the lessons learnt list won't be filled yet.
I have yet to learn.
I have to.
Stop being like clingwrap.

Can I be thought of as a person of greater importance.
Halfway done through I & R.
Wish it were six and I could like finish it.
Chinese A's next Mon.

"And love, isn't love, till you give it away"
Love the song.

As much as I will miss you, bye! Gotta do work now.