"every time I see it...
I can't help smiling and worrying"
I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 12:11 AM.
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Sunday, February 22, 2009 at 12:11 AM
Ouch... Sorry I'm not blogging regularly... I'm sorry... I had no mood to blog... And I needed to study for all the upcoming CA's which is... Tomorrow... Tomorrow I'll me having English and Humanities... Humanities is a combination of geography and history... English would be a must pass... And if I don't pass Humanities I'm so ready to chop myself... If you ask me which subjects I am better in then the rest of my subjects I would choose English, Humanities and Biology... A Maths would be my worst followed by POA and Physics... I'm okay with maths... And geography... I'm learning History for extra... But won't take the CA for history... That's cause I wanted to take history but parents want me to take geography... But yeah... I have last year's history text hook so I read it when I have time... Second brother is taking History that's why... I'm planning to take up another... I changed hand phone number... Sorry for the inconvenience caused... My parents did not tell me or ask me about what I do I think about it... And yeah if you did not recieve my message about me changing my number... Then... 96755446... This would be the number to contact me... Now... Rants... I don't know much about... It seems so close but yet so distant... Maybe there are unknown wounds hidden... Even so I want to help... But I know I can't do much... I just want to help you with your problems... Burden some of them... See you smile... And that's all I would wish for the time being... Nothing more until I'm able to do this few things... Your past does not bother me... Does not bother me does not mean I don't care... It's more or less like... I... It won't affect my feelings towards you... It won't... Loving someone does not mean liking the person before you right now... But to embrace his past... His good and bad points... Accepting him whole for who he is and supporting him... I know what it feels like to be accepted... It's like a relieve... To be accepted... Being accepted it's unexplainable... The feeling... Makes everything perfect... I need been so close with my seniors before... I never was asked to follow them to buy food or stuff... Never ask to lent them things or whether I want to hear music with them... Or helping them hold their things... I know it's alittle weird... But yeah... The senior I was closest to has graudated... But being accepted it's nice... Really... Yup yup... "every time I see it... I can't help smiling and worrying"
To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 12:11 AM.
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