GEEZ MAN. KELTIE COLLEEN IS FREAKING AWESOME.
i SO do not hate her anymore. Respect weih. Seriously.
If I could dance like that.....
And no, I'm not jealous of her anymore. Haha.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Dear you,
It's been a year and a half and your still in that little corner of my head. I should never have re-read our conversations in my old laptop, conversations we had last year, because that only made hate myself even more. I know it's neither our faults that we're worlds apart, but somehow I put all the blame on me. It was you who was there for me through all my crappy times, you were the one who helped me pull it together when I was fighting with *insertnamehere* last year, I would never have survived last year if you hadn't been advicing me the whole way and recently, you were the one who helped me get over my jealousy. I guess I've done the same for you, what with all the girl problems and best friend problems and all, but the main thing is, you know me better than you should. You know me better than the healthy proportion that you're supposed to.
I miss all the long late night conversations, the way you make me laugh on webcam, the way you always manage to put a smile on my face. As I'm typing this it suddenly hit me that I sound insane, because I haven't even met you properly before. But you're real, you're real and even with all the stupid things you get yourself into, even though we don't talk anymore, even though you aren't the guy that's gonna sing me to sleep and play me love songs on acoustic, you're still my kind of perfect. That's saying alot because anyone who knows me would know that I won't settle for a guy who can't sing / play guitar. THAT's the kind of effect you have on me.
Sometimes, when I subconciously zone out, I wonder if you've forgotten about me. If you had forgotten about those words you said to me. Then again, you probably have. Or occasionally I wonder what could've been if you were here or I was there. I have those stupid impossible fantasies about us just being together, just experiencing perfect bliss. I still miss you, some days more than the others. It sucks because I fell for you as hard as I fell for... *fill in ze blanks*, and THAT... is really hard.
The worst is during those rainy days. I'll just look outside and a million and one feelings pierce through my heart. Trust me, it isn't a pretty feeling. It's those days that I just want to put my face in my hands and cry, it's those days when I feel like I need you most. It doesn't make things any better than I lost my only picture of you, which UNFORTUNATELY WAS STUCK IN MY SISTER'S NOW SPOILT COMPUTER
But I'm gonna tell you all this. After PMR, when I go there, I'm gonna tell you straight up about how I felt.
"Love you, girl at the other side of the world."
- You.
It's been a year and a half and your still in that little corner of my head. I should never have re-read our conversations in my old laptop, conversations we had last year, because that only made hate myself even more. I know it's neither our faults that we're worlds apart, but somehow I put all the blame on me. It was you who was there for me through all my crappy times, you were the one who helped me pull it together when I was fighting with *insertnamehere* last year, I would never have survived last year if you hadn't been advicing me the whole way and recently, you were the one who helped me get over my jealousy. I guess I've done the same for you, what with all the girl problems and best friend problems and all, but the main thing is, you know me better than you should. You know me better than the healthy proportion that you're supposed to.
I miss all the long late night conversations, the way you make me laugh on webcam, the way you always manage to put a smile on my face. As I'm typing this it suddenly hit me that I sound insane, because I haven't even met you properly before. But you're real, you're real and even with all the stupid things you get yourself into, even though we don't talk anymore, even though you aren't the guy that's gonna sing me to sleep and play me love songs on acoustic, you're still my kind of perfect. That's saying alot because anyone who knows me would know that I won't settle for a guy who can't sing / play guitar. THAT's the kind of effect you have on me.
Sometimes, when I subconciously zone out, I wonder if you've forgotten about me. If you had forgotten about those words you said to me. Then again, you probably have. Or occasionally I wonder what could've been if you were here or I was there. I have those stupid impossible fantasies about us just being together, just experiencing perfect bliss. I still miss you, some days more than the others. It sucks because I fell for you as hard as I fell for... *fill in ze blanks*, and THAT... is really hard.
The worst is during those rainy days. I'll just look outside and a million and one feelings pierce through my heart. Trust me, it isn't a pretty feeling. It's those days that I just want to put my face in my hands and cry, it's those days when I feel like I need you most. It doesn't make things any better than I lost my only picture of you, which UNFORTUNATELY WAS STUCK IN MY SISTER'S NOW SPOILT COMPUTER
But I'm gonna tell you all this. After PMR, when I go there, I'm gonna tell you straight up about how I felt.
"Love you, girl at the other side of the world."
- You.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELYAS IZZAT
You've been a great bestfriend, though you REALLY REALLY piss me off sometimes and irritate me just for kicks every minute, everyday. But you've always kept my secrets and listened to my problems, though I admit your pretty bad at helping me out of them (: Haha. Anyway, without you, I wouldn't laugh half as much as I do now. So thanks for always being there and I hope you had a great one.
PS: he hates pictures with his face in them :D
Monday, June 23, 2008
Because I Want Youuu.
Panic At The Discooooooooo. This is like the only thing that's gonna make my year.
Besides the Twilight movie ofcourse :D :D :D
I'm a bit on a high.... just drank Coke. I'm having a totally retarded conversation with my sister (Shane) and his threatening to disown me. I'm terrified-.- Really I am-.-
Since I'm bored I'll blog about my nonexistant life over the weekend. I went to my Tash's house, with all my other cousins and as usual she, I and my other cousin locked ourselves in her room and just gossip gossip gossip. That girl ahhhhh........ leaves out the most important facts *wink wink*
Before that, we stuffed ourselves. So much food it wasn't even funny. Like ohmygod. So much for losing weight.
Hrm. Trials are in two weeks and I haven't even started hitting the books. Gawd. I am so screwed it's not even funny. I can't wait till PMR is over. Hello Australia, US and the train of hot guys and SHOPPING!!!!
.. mindless bimbotic post.
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