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omgitscheryl
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wants to be a geisha ~
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"It's like folding a piece of origami, you try and get the creases right and perfect. Unfold and refold, all these only makes the paper easier to tear."
my school's prom is on the 24th of nov and i hvn't got anything to wear yet. going out tomorrow, i'm just gonna get a dress (hohoho i want one with pretty studddds), maybe some pretty shoes and get that small bag i wanted.
heck i don't want to go for my efffing prom, really. due to my olevels exams (& esp since now we don't see each other on a daily basis as it's our holidays), i didn't really hang out much with anyone. it was pretty much a period of last min cramming so yknow you don't really want to talk too much.. so i'm not really close to most of my friends from our little clique and the friends i'm close to (even though we aren't in the same clique) aren't going for prom. that sucks. who am i gonna hang out/sit with for prom? i'm not even close to my best friend anymore.
as much as i'd like to think we're best friends, i don't think we are. we hardly talk these days, i get ticked off by the way she tweets (being all high & mighty and she bitched abt ppl who talk like "o hai gais" when she herself wrote face as "phace" on her blog. ironic, much?!) & she's always thinking/saying that i "always can't go out" when she doesn't even bother to ask if i can, she's always saying i don't tweet her/text her/talk to her via msn/fbk but wtf, i'm always doing that but somehow she'll be busy talking to someone on twitter/msn/fbk that my tweet/wall post gets pushed down/ignored/unnoticed. when i jokingly ask her why she doesn't talk to me on twitter/fbk, she gives me the most ridiculous excuse ever: "i didn't see you on my homepage."
i am sick and tired of this shit. she's always saying she's doing this and that when we have problems but wtf, she's alwaaaays the one jumping conclusions & getting angry with me before finding out what's really going on. she'll explode, say this whole lot of crap to me & tweet about me. then next day pretend like nothing happened, give a short apology and quickly change the subject to some guy problem she's having. its like i'm her dog or something. and when i tell her i can't go out, it's always #1 the same super short text reply, then #2 she'd ignore me and #3 talk to anyone else around us but me, then #4 be all quiet and it's driving me insane. its like i've sinned and i am the only one who is capable of sinning and she's this perfect little angel who tries hard at our friendship and blah blah blah bullshit. she's always saying it takes two hands to clap but yeah, i don't see her 'clapping' a lot.
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Ooooh , touché.
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Non vedo più nessun male che mi possa ferire
Almeno per stanotte non c'è nessun dolore.
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A jack of trades, A master to none
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"Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. Love can't be bought and love can't be sold..." Song of Songs 8:7
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