Hello, my name is paper and I am a piece of paper.
My purpose is to have people write on me and to be printed by printers.
I like the smell of wood because it smells like my parents.
My ambition is to be thrown away and recycled.
(lmao i don't know what to put in here, so thanks Claire for the message.)
back fr church.. i muz b reali veri veri tired today.. i kept dozin off durin th sermon.. :\ so today didn't reali get wat th pastor was sayin.. bt hey.. my mind wasn't reali concentratin on th sermon.. i was tinkin bout wat results did my church frens gt for their chi o's.. and u noe wat.. i find it so pathetic.. is lyk we've been frens since we were born into this world and en i dun even haf th courage u may say to even ask wat their results are.. i dunno wat's so wrong bout sayin ur results.. if is gd.. ppl can congratulate u and if u did badly.. at least u noe ppl wil encourage u.. no1 wil b so idiiotic to make fun or criticize ur results or tink dat u're boastin off or sth.. i dunno y do we al hafta act so discreet wid our results.. haix.. was feelin kinda lost in my tots tinkin bout this dumb thing.. bt seriously.. i stil tink is veri veri pathetic dat we've been frens for sososo many yrs and i haft wait for em to ask me b4 i can tel em.. if nt accordin to my dad, they'll tink u're boastin?! bt in th end they didn't even ask me lurhs.. bt it seems as if they already noe wat i've gotten oso.. oh well.. even my dad hafta lyk say dun go ard askin em since they owax so discreet owax wanna noe others dun wanna tel theirs and en gd en say bad dun wanna say.. :\
PATHETIC! and wat's mor hellooo! we are christians for goodness sake y do we hafta get so petty wid al these kind of things.. i'm sori for whinin non stop bt i reali can't stand th way ppl c th tellin of reults lyk leakin a heaven's secret lyk dat.. oh well.. mayb i'm th onli 1 complainin and tink dat ther's seriously a problem wid this attitude.. bt i dun care.. cuz i reali can't help it anymor ok.. no1 said nethin bout th results. as if every1's tryin to avoid dat "how u did for ur chi o lvl" qn.. zzz.. i feel so fake tokin to em and kept on tryin to suppress th urge to ask em how they did.. arrrgh.. so much for bein gd frens in church oso.. well.. i reali dunno wat to say.. *roll eyes..
anw.. ytd was kinda fun.. did studyin.. bballin.. playin arcade.. (: guess time reali passes veri fast when u're happy.. ytd i felt abit of dat kind of feelin wher we were al playin bbal and tokin and laughin together last time.. seriously, how i wish everythin wld b able to go bak th same.. bt is reali mission impossible lurhs.. th kind of gap btwn th 29o4 gals and guys.. y dun they al try to forgive.. mayb they shld read th 5ppl u meet in heaven..
FORGIVE.. shall quote a part fr th bk..
* holdin anger is a poison. it eats u fr inside. we tink dat hatin is a weapon dat attacks th person hu harmed us. bt hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves. forgive ppl.. no1 is born wid anger.. *actuali yes.. in th beginnin i was oso reali veri veri angry and disappointed etcetc.. bt every1 do make mistakes even u and i.. iszit reali so diff to clarify things up? bein angry at a person is reali veri veri tirin isn't it? so y dun ual try to accept each other instead of harbourin th anger inside.. forgive and forget? oh well.. i dunno wat's wrong wid me today.. i kept tokin bout relationships wid ppl.. my brain's veri analytical today.. ahahs.. =P bt yepp.. i stil look forward th day wher we al were lyk last time.. bt things haf reali changed.. *shrugs.. :
kaes.. i tink i'm endin here and mayb i'm nt gonna go change th blogskin for now or wat cuz i'm feelin kinda sian.. nt in th mood i guess.. :\