i have an LA midterm tomorrow, yet, i still haven't finished my notes. oh well,..i'm in a procrastinating mode again!
lmao. it's not actually a phobia. i just feel like i'm being very lazy and i've been such a procrastinator in the past few days.
Don't tell your problems to people: eighty percent don't care; and the other twenty percent are glad you have them.
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if a kiss was a raindrop, id send you showers,
if a hug was a second, id send you hours,
if a smile was water, id send you a sea,
if love was a person i'd send you me, ¢¾
social/la is getting boring day after day....
same with math.....
it was fun this morning though coz we played a game..
..kyle was unstoppable......
gym was fun-ISH (at least we didn't need to run or do some tiring/boring stuffs) . .
and.. she almost fell on me..haha. ms. gauthier was like "that was scary!"
"Oh my gosh. i badly want to beat you. i know some could. i know i could."
A teenage girl's first crush is . . . well, crushing.
Her body isn't hers, nor is her mind.
She finds herself shivering, shaking, blushing,
Weak, tormented, sick, and going blind.
And why? Because some guy might look her way,
Then cast his eyes as quickly to the ground;
Some special one, for reasons she can't say,
Whose voice makes her feel faint when he's around.
But now my crush on you has been returned,
And so the two of us stand on some brink:
It can't be love so young, and yet we've learned
Love does its will, no matter what we think.
Slowly, slowly now--we mustn't rush:
Let's enjoy this first sweet teenage crush.