There is a love that makes the way, it never holds you back .
We are holding on,
holding on to all you've said and you've done
We are holding on to your love
We are holding on,
holding on to all you've said and you've done
We are holding on to your love
Today, awesome day. A learning day. I mean seriously, looking at the bright side of things.(: Well, I have awesome friends while some aren't just cut out to be. Simply put, I don't like your attitude towards me, furthermore, I can't change it. And no, I don't address this as some friendship problems. We're still friends, just not awesome friends.
Words can act like poison or can give a person life. But if you had notice, your words hurt me like some kind of poison. Guess that, I was being affected, cause I always thought we were friends. Maybe, after this, a line is going to be drawn between us. I don't live my life for you guys, I have other awesome friends, eg. pokey. (:
Today, newspaper day. And for some reason, the papers seemed black today. So my fingers are covered with blackyblack ink. Cleaned my fingers on james, awesome tissue paper. (: Kay, science is confusing me even more. Chinese, wenzi is being a arsehole. Maths, the 3 circles venn, cool.
Music, skip it. Live lessons, spent about 1 period changing places. I'm at the end again, in front of marienne, beside sharon. Alright then, I'm happy enough to have at least a place in 2e1. (: Kay, after school, bought snacks, ate and homed. Spagetti(sp.) was for lunch, yum.
Met Felicia and piano. I'm back to post, and going to the books now. I guess the post is long enough to consider it long enough for pokey. Byes.(:
Edited 9:06PM:
I've learnt a lesson, maybe a valuable lesson i'll never forget.
I used to believe that, when friends met friends and created a strong bond between each other, friends became friends all because they're meant to be. But now, I guessed even though, meant to be anot, it's just a prank devil had played a part too. Like they said, all lies in the hands of God. Same as friendships, the meant to be fact, is no longer believeable for me. The hands of God i'll trust, and I pray guide me to the correct friends I have.
it's not my part whether I believe we're suppose to be awesome friends. whether i've done my part, i'm just a extra. Thinking that, you would do the same that i've done to you, guess i'm wrong. Thinking that friends make friends happier each day, but sometimes seeing you, reminds me of hurtful words you've had said.
But, maybe in this part i'm wrong. I'm contradicting, :) Ahaha, hands of God I'll say.
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