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disappointed
I'm not neglecting this blog okay, so don't anyhow say me. Hurmph.
I desperately need a study/hw group, cause I still have this big pile of unfinished hw, and prolly won't touch it, no matter how much I want to. Arghg. I want school to start. I don't want homework. Schoooool. Come back.
Its okay.
- Mood: groggy
Ugh. Ever can't help but stare when you see two VERY mismatched people together? Thats what I saw this afternoon, on the train.
They were sitting opposite me, the girl, a little more than annoyed, and the guy, totally absorbed in his PSP, perhaps even drooling slightly. The girl had a typical girl-next-door look, fair skin, big eyes, pouted mouth. Come to think of it, it sort of looks like Iceangel. O_O BUT, the guy was totally.. Ew. Botak, bulging eyes, gaping mouth, with thin pale lips. Not to mention, a sprinkle of acne over his face. damn disgusting lah. The girl was like whispering to him, attempting to make a conversation, while he just attempted to smile and continued gaping at his PSP. What an asshole. She looks better than the average girl, isn't fat, and looks really hard to come by, since good girls aren't exactly common any longer. I was like staring, looking at the strange couple, and I actually think that the girl thought i was OGLING at her very unattractive boyfriend. Ughhh. I wonder what made her stay with him.
Commited? Uncommited? Sighhhh.
- Mood:
amused
Been practically a month since i've posted on my LJ, feel kinda guilty about it. I realised i haven't posted any pictures in my LJ at all, so, here goes.
My mind starts to wander and my imagination starts to swirl around when i'm bored. Like.. this:
Its late, and Chanel walks into the house, dressed scantily, and looking around the dark house furtively. 'Phew', she breathes. Her parents were incredibly strict and would kill her if they ever found out that she had snuck out after dark. Parents, who still assumed that she was a naive, and somewhat dim-witted girl. They didn't even let her date.
As she tentatively tiptoes into the gloomy abode, the lights flicker on, and there sits her father, stern-faced as usual. Like a deer caught in the headlights, Chanel's eyes widen and her mouth opens in a silent scream. My life is over. My life is over. Deaaad.
Attempting her best at an innocent smile, she whispers a greeting to her dad. 'WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I'VE BEEN WAITING ALL NIGHT. DO YOU WANT TO TURN OUT JUST LIKE YOUR COUSIN?' ,Father rages. Her cousin was somewhat tamer than her, however, that was for her to know, and for noone to find out. Timidly, she soothes her father, assuring him that it was her first and last time. After a matter of minutes, her dad has calmed down. This is it. I'll have to come clean.
Smiling furtively, Chanel inches closer to her red-faced parent.
'Dad, I've got something to tell you.'
Taking in a deep breath, she calms herself.
'I've.. Found someone. Someone I love dearly, and I hope that you can accept him. His name is Todd. I do hope that he's not a problem, for he's been sleeping in my bed for a few months now. I've been letting him in and out before and after you sleep, cause I somehow felt that you would never approve.'
Father's face seemed to be on the verge of imploding, and blotty, red patches were peeking through his thick facial hair. His breathing grew heavier, and his piggish eyes seemed to be popping out of their sockets already.
Chanel continued, 'And, dad, please let me continue? He's outside our gate right now. I do hope that you like him.'
She pranced out of the gaping front door, and emerged, several seconds later.
'Isn't he ADORABLE? He's a Border Terrier! Can I keep him, PLEASE, DADDY?'
Chanel flutters her dainty long lashes. Todd wags his stubby tan tail happily, a floppy pink tongue cheekily peeking through his teeth.
Oh man, I'm just so.. Cold. ><
- Mood: crazy
I should have never doubted you. I won't, anymore. yayy. CHEERUPLAH!
- Mood: high
- Music:Scars- Papa Roach
- Mood: crushed
Eeeek. going to Lavender later on to get my OBS stuff. howwwww. My legs still aching.
<3333.
- Mood: drunk
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