Quick random update for no purpose. Lol. LE SHIZ PEOPLE. WRY DOES WILL SUCK SO MUCH?! IS IT BAD THAT I'M BIAS AND LOVES JACK INSTEAD OF WILL? I'm sure bunch of people would say yes by now. :' )
Squirt knows my 'wrrryness.' Yes. Wrrryness. Of rants. Harrr.
Here's an example of my 'wrrrry' moment. Yes. I'm fugly. Lol.
Don't ask. I feel this LJ needs some sparkle to. Don't ask about the legs. I question that myself too. Gawhd I need to finish that drawing. It sits there, waiting to be finish. WRRRRY MUST REALISM TAKE HOURS TO DO?!--[slapped]
I should go finish my papers soon. :3..........
Now here's the sappy shit that we all love to hate.
Last night being that I sat most of the time playing RO while chatting with a certain crazy friend. She apparently went to watch a graduation of one of our friends from another school. The whole time she was freaking out as usual, lol, she's pretty spastic but that's what I love her for. And always, I swear, always, she pulls up the usual same question to me. "Aren't you nervous for graduation?"
Me?
Yeah.
Sure.
No. Not really. I say that with the upmost truth thar people. There be few teachers that I purely hate with only due to certain reasons of being cheated out of the system. Normally, I don't hate people this much. It's a special occasion. Like a special occasion when you'll see me all joyful and attacking people with hugs and touches. Ew. No. Not that touch.--[shot] Harrrr.
School seems rather corrupt to me now these days. Wait. No. It's always been corrupted since the beginning. Mah bad. And then thar's the other good teachers. When I mean good teachers, I mean the ones that phacking care. One that wants you to graduate, pick a good career in life and stay with it. I can only wish I could take those teachers with me to college and hope they teach me again.
Just about everyone knows that I hate my school from the bottom of my heart. Hell, I told me teachers directly that too. They found it funny and share the same interest as usual. :'3
If I could, I would of gone back and went to a different school. But then again, I would lose the best teachers I've ever had. The memorial's ones. And then my friends. Yes. My friends. Friends that I've been stuck with since kindergarten, first grade, somewhere in elementary and middle school. My gawhd. How much we've been through my friends. So much. My days are coming down with them. It's sad. I love them all even though we haven't talked so often. No matter how distant we are, I have attachments with the people I've known for so long. People say that I'm cold and selfish. My friends accepted the way I am, no matter how heartless I was, they knew I cared for them secretly. Even though I never admit it directly to them. They don't know it, but I really do care for them all. I find it to be one of my weaknesses. My friends are my family.
They will never receive this message but I just wish the best for them and hopefully we'll all laugh again at some ten year reunion. Live strong my friends. When we walk down that aisle, we'll all remember what hell we've all been through. Together, we've made it through. 2007. - Suiye