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Mar 14, 2002 21:31

ah.... more om, more tears, more homework, and more parent lectures. this time, the most often used one, my time management skills. i kno i can't manage my time right. no need to reinforce that. i started crying. my parents were complaining that i had too many activities. so i said i wouldn't go to the movie tomorrow. then they got mad and said ( Read more... )

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sachienne March 14 2002, 21:04:25 UTC
::hugs::

Expect a phone call sometime soon...

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icey March 15 2002, 08:19:37 UTC
Jesus, girl. I wish I was strong like you. All throughout my short period of time at WIS, I always admired you. You were the smart girl I wish I was. You always seemed to be on top of things, even when I saw you struggling to lug all those books around. When I saw you, I always felt a twinge of jealousy. Why couldn't i be smart like you? Why wasn't I more organized and ambitious? Well, why aren't I? You're like a role model to me. Even when I was in Saudi Arabia, I would lug my books around and call some teacher "the devil" and remember you becase you were one of my Devil Children. So yeah. Point of this post: don't fret. If you want, I could beat someone with a stick for you. Hehehe. Bye di bye.

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aznshortie March 26 2002, 18:06:09 UTC
heh. heh. smart? right. larger pile now. should see it. don't let me be a role model. you don't wanna be like me. trust me. try not to fret. try. no promises. later

lost child

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anonymous March 16 2002, 11:46:44 UTC
Don't worry. I'm here for you like you were there for me.
-Joanna

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aznshortie March 16 2002, 11:56:58 UTC
thanks so much joanna... btw, do you want a lj? i can get you one... actually, thanks to all of you!

~*EM*~

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