Been so long since I blogged :)
These few years had been hectic, many things has happened.
But what do you expect from RV anyway hahaha! I guess I'm glad it's fulfilling I guess(:
Drifted from some people, became close to some other people, drifted again and got close again I suppose? ;P
Haven't had some sort of 'love-life' since sec 1 hahaha! Is it because I'm old now?
HAHAHAHAH no la joking! the person doesn't like me back /: unrequited infatuation as usual!
It's okay, I will get over it very soon:)
But it's hard... when people around you have their (supposedly now) second half :(
sigh....
It's tough to continue on without stopping you know.
Every step you take, you feel like giving up.
But everyone should think positive and be positive ^~^
YEAHHHHHH (;
cheers, maybe one day I will come back and blog again hehe.
with love,
Joy
I don't know why, but isit wrong to be jealous of people who has a crush?
I guess i'm sucked out of all my love.
Happy National Day, SG :D thanks for giving us a short break from school ^^
seriously man, theres no way i can get frigging exemption now. i alr screwed up my maths and science.c :/
haizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. i wan cry ley :D
ahaha.
mr koh really uh, damn zai (Y) clapsclaps. (:
:D hahha. >:)
the art of sarcasm :D
another day for mugging, texting, and fb :P
im crazyyy. and retarded :/
aishh T_T
save me from myself :0 hahaha ^^
today, lets spazz bout KUNGFUPANDA <3!
wts man, ilovepottm <3
BABY PO IS SOOO FORKING ADORABLE >:)
mwarcks <3
lol :D
spazz done ;D
byeee.
this is retarded :000
Conference call with juniors and same batch X)
funfunfun ^^ lololol :D
studied and mugged with thecla<3 just nao. sort of :D
heehee. i really think i will die of homework man >.<
haizz. life sucks ttfm.
T_T
blahhhh.
/bye (:
WITH THECLA CHIA ! (:
HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE.
IM RETARDED.
BYE (:
I love this story ttm <3
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called “best friend”. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said “thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick” she said; he’s not going to go well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as “best friends”. So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, “you’re my best friend, thanks” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say “I do” and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said “you came!”. She said “thanks” and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my “best friend”. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too…` I thought to my self, and I cried.
♥
i wished you were mine ' .
