September 29, 2010

socko

when I looked at you, some how I taught I knew you for a long time. but when I looked at you for the second time, I realised that I dont even know who you are any more. you've really change a lot i think. maybe you said no but I guest im just the only one who realised it. actually, hoping for something for sure you wont get it, its really a waste of time. it doesnt always go as you wanted it to be. i knew that. but im just hoping for only one thing. that only one thing is hoping that you will be you again. please for goodness sake. im begging you. dont change. mum said its life dear. people change in time and they dont appreciate something they had until it is gone. iloveyoumum!

September 28, 2010

loop

if you hate the cake, please don't eat it. you don't have to insult about it. its not polite and you're mean. if you hate the fruit, just put it aside. you don't have to throw it in the rubbish b'cause someone else might want to have it a try. 
just stop the st**id drama. PLEASE!

September 20, 2010

the only

the only song that can cure my heartache is the only exception by Paramore.

September 1, 2010


Samantha;



The next day, I went to school and went straight away to my desk in the classroom. I’ve noticed that, I did wrote my number on the desk. I thought to my self, “why did I ever wrote the number? it was so not cool”. A couple of minutes later the bell rang and all the students went to their classes. Izzie entered the classroom and I was a bit nervous. I don’t even know why. He looked at me and didn’t even say a word while doing his bumpy face. I sat down and chill myself. The teacher came in and we continued out studies as usual.

            As time past by, our friendship became closer and closer. A year past, and we’re in the eighth grade. We then became really good friends. Every time I’m with him, I felt very comfortable.  As if he was my twin. We’d really spent a lot of time together. People were gossiping about us at school but we didn’t care because we care about each other. I really felt appreciated whenever I’m close to him. For me, this is called MAGIC. It’s truly wonderful to be remembered.

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