What I Hate.
Today was actually quite a horrible day. I reached school already full of anxiety (hoping that my beloved pencil case would be in my locker - which it was) only to find out that my lock had been smeared with Vaseline with stupid year 10s who don't understand muck up day is for us, the year 12s. I guess my anger had already been built up at that
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I remember the last time I did something (thoug even then nowhere near that in effort or sheer quality)like that was for valentines in year 8. I made valentines and wrote them personally for everyone in class, but after school that day I discovered some had been randomly thrown around the classroom. What can I say? I was quite hurt, but perhaps it was fair that whoever had thrown in (I knew cause her friggin name was on it) might not have seen it as much importance since everyone'd gotten one.
I suppose it's a compromise.. And sometimes it seems quite lose-lose and disheartening, because you can't satisfy everyone. But you know what I also think? I think it's an absolutely beautiful thing that you keep on going, that you /can/ be bothered. I wholeheartedly applaud you for that, and I think it's not just me who will treasure anything from you with 101%sincerity. In anycase, your birthday card is still sitting at the top of my precious cards&mementos drawer hee :D
It's sometimes hard to see, but what Dr.Seuss said is true- "Be who you are and do what you want.(I add-believe in) Because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter."
がんばってね！<3
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