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October 3, 2009 / 11:15 PM

SOOO,

I should be sleeping, but I choose not to. Why? CAUSE IT'S THE WEEKEND. And anyway, what normal human being sleeps early on the weekend? NO ONE DOES, cause the weekend is when you just live for one crazy ride.

Today I woke up feeling like someone threw a lot of HEAVY, HEAVY stuff on top of thighs. My thighs ached so much today, each step actually made in YAWN in PAIN. Gahs, I was just walking around Oakridge twice (because I was debating what to get ST and KL for their birthday, which is literally in just a few minutes :D) and my flipping thighs were flipping bothering me. I mean, like what the? We just walked 11 km yesterday- I'm not THAT underexcerised. Plus my voice today sounded really scary. SERIOUSLY. I sounded like a dead man walking, which is very hard to describe. My voice was really low too (still is, but WAAAY better) and my throat was super dry and scratchy :/ it was a bit awkward reading at mass too, since everyone was looking at me like there was something different yet they just couldn't tell. LOL. But then when I went home my mom made me a huge cup of ginger ale (not the soft drink one, but the REAL one) and then my voice sounds close to normal now =) I love you mommy, even if you drive me insane.

I'm starting not to care so much anymore about things. I don't know if it's normal or not, but a friend told me that it is. When it comes to school, I'm not that driven anymore, more like I'll just do the best I can and make sure I do everything. I still have the desire to do well, and the passion, but like, I'm a bit more relaxed about things eventhough I'm super stressed at the same time? AHAHAHAH THIS IS NO CLOSE TO MAKING ANY SENSE. I guess its like this: I go home, eat dinner, go on facebook/blogger, then do my homework and spend how much I need to. Yeah, I guess it didnt make it better. But yeah, like, yeah. If I find a better way to explain it, then I will. But wait, let me make one final attempt: I'm as enthusiastic as ever evnthough I'm tired most of the time, and I just go along with the flow. There, that was much easier.

And yeah, about you. Hahaha. Same topic, so old. This is gonna be the last time I'm gonna write about you, because from here on its a closed book. I'm not going to go to great lengths just so that we can be close again or whatever, I'm just going to play by my style and go along for the ride and follow this ocean tide. Why? I don't think we're gonna be able to recapture the same thing over again even if we tried, because we're just really different now. This isn't grade eight when everyone was new to each other and we could bond easily. we're 10ers now, everything's different. talking to you is fun and stuff, but there are some things i cant talk about with you that i can easily talk to other people. you're still as vibrant as ever, which i think is pretty awesome, but sometimes, you know, its weird. i'm just gonna be happy that we're talking and friends, and just let whatever's supposed to happen fall into place, because moving these pieces wont do much good, would they?

I miss talking to you. I doubt you even read this though.

Whats up? How have you been doing? I still have that poem you wrote for me in the middle of my locker. Yes, it holds that much sentimental value to me, though you wont believe it. I wonder what happened to that poem you said you wrote and you were supposed to give it to me at the May Fair but you forgot. Where's it at now? Dang, I wish I could read it, then post it in my locker. I wish I had more chances to talk to you. I have so much to tell you, you'd think I'm some automated answering machine thats super haywired.

Lol I saw your mom today. She was surprised seeing me, I guess since my bangs were more noticeable now than the last time she saw me, ahaha. Its weird, you annoy me so much, but I wish we could talk. Lol. Irony, the irony.

I CANT WAIT TO HEAR THE FULL STORY WHEN I SEE YOU =D

I really wish I was going to Prolife tom., but my parents wouldnt let me. Just because my mom let me out on Friday doesnt mean she's gonna say yes everytime (though that WAS what I hoped for). instead, we're going to have a nice lunch out, and then stay home to spend the rest of the day studying, because my mom knows about the math test on my birthday and the science test 2 days after. sigh. what a birthday week. and i still havent thought of a topic to write about for my speech. why was i so stupid and had to pick an early date for my speech? oh right cause there werent any other days better. omg today i was putting on lipgloss, but stupid me didnt realize that my bottom lip was a bit wet, so when i put the lip gloss it got messed up, like, it was really ooozy and uncool =\

kay, i'm seriously going to fall asleep on the keyboard if i dont get off now,
so yeah. nite yeows, lights out.

P.S. You know what I just thought? NL loves pink and gold,
so I bet she's smiling as she's reading this ;)
I LOVE YOU NL, plus I miss you in my classes :(