So, who’s Mas? My new Inspiration. :)
I guess I got over the Tally thingee.
Teenage Life = complicated .:))
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Goodbye, :))
He talked to me.
I was like ‘What the fuck is with this Tally guy?’
This was my first time to talk to him after 3 months. Well, HIS gf was not around that time. PS: I’m not flirting. I just don’t know why he still talks to me, doesn’t he know? God. Why is he so weak? =|
I mean, him, talking to me, is super awkward. Ugh. Can’t take it.
Go away Bullcrap Guy. I have a new inspiration now. Let me just nickname her ‘Dish’.
School was uncool. Boring as always. Student Bitches were all around too.
Disgusting couples roaming around like birds that has wings that can’t fly. *simply talking about chickens.
This Korean-Uglee Brown couple is still biatching my day. The girl bought a camera. She’s trying to take pictures of her Tally. Tally really does not want to have a photo taken but still, this GIRL tries to annoy her. Haha. Anyway, they’re together, who am i to bitch around them.
BUT FYI again, I hate that GIRL, So I have the right to mess around her biatch-ness.
There’s another couple in school. Let me name it, ‘That Glasses-girl and the brown-boy couple’. The name seems long yet it sure describes the real deal for this couple.
I’m friends with the girl but not so with the boy. He just knew me.
So, what’s up with them? Hmmm. I don’t like their pairing. Super unlike :P They look like a mocha white chocolate sundae. Haha. No need to mention more.
ANYWAY, SCHOOL IS ALMOST OVER. BULL FUCKING SHITNESS HELL. :)
His name is Jeid. :) He’s a stupid ugly freak. :)
Birthdays? Does she still need that celebration? Ugh.
I don’t care if he’s fucking dating you. FU. *Talking about the girl who’s bitching around Tally*
There’s this guy who’s name is an ornamental stone who roams around that bitch.
He acts as if he was so funny. Well, He’s not. Telling it honestly.
Ornamental Stone Shit, You don’t need to specify those biatche’s acts. FU.
Anyway, I’ll just greet THE GIRL a Congratulatory Kaboom for her birthday.
No classes tomorrow. Donananana.
My real life sucks like a trash filled with poop. But in my dreams, I was the queen.
I had a perfect face. I am a Goddess. But on the other one, I have nothing to brag.
I’ll admit, I am a very clever girl. I am a scholar now on a science high school. I was taught that education was an important thing and I’m bowing down just to have good grades.
I’m almost at the end of my high school life. Next school year will be my last.
To describe my experiences, Freshmen year sucks and so with Sophomore’s. This Junior year also did 100% suck since I was totally broke. Only 1/4 of my heart was left un-eclipsed.
You see, I was in love with this guy. Let’s give him the nickname as ‘Tally’. He’s tall, white and Korean. He wears eyeglasses and smiles like a God. He’s so cool at school right now. We used to be so close. We were classmates. We talked, laughed, discussed things everyday. He liked me and I liked him. But, that was before.
Just this Junior year, we found out that we’re not on the same class. I was sad that time. I don’t know on his side.
The only communication between us is that we were just greeting when we pass by each other on the corridors of the school. That’s not enough.
I did nothing for five months without talking. Then, this day came when he borrowed a book from one of my classmate. He saw me and at that moment when our eyes met, I don’t know what to do. He started to say ‘Hiii…’, I was then confused. Will I greet him too? My body froze.
He then left the room. I felt something odd in me. I was like ‘what the fuck did just happened? i did not do anything. arrrgh’.
I’m a total fool. I hate myself that time.
5pm and its time to go home. I walked by our school’s garden and felt the cold air. I liked it. It made me feel so relaxed. At the minute when I look open my eyes, I saw Tally, he was with this girl. I think they were talking all by themselves. They did not see me. I looked into Tally’s face and his face was the same face just this morning when he saw me. It was all red. That time, I ran away. I don’t know why but I kept on running. I never looked back. I cried and ran faster. I was also scared.
I got home late. I went to my room and wrote on my diary. I was broke. Heartbroken. I cried all night.
I’m not new here in tumblr so i don’t need those fucking guides.
First of all, i want you to know that i made this blog for the sake of my dreams and escapes. I just want to write everything about my true-me here. I won’t say my name but you can call me in the pen-name of ‘Hanna’.
Now, let’s start…