Okay,new post! I know my English is bad and I'm terribly sorry for those who have read my blog..Plus,I created this thing for one purpose and only one,to let them know how much I miss them..That I will always love them for the rest of my life.. True,life here in my hometown isn't so bad cuz I have my family and some friends at school..But I still misses them because we used to live under one roof which is at the hostel,we woke up together,walked to school together,had recess together,even slept together and almost everything that we did in our everyday lives,we did it together.That what makes our friendship special and I know that we realized that our bond are tighter than we think..Besides,frankly speaking,I've never contacted any of my old friends after graduated from primary school unless they contacted me first.After I met Faqie,I thought that this relationship is just the same like the others,but when I moved back to my hometown,I realised that I began to call her every week and if I wasn't thinking of her conditions and mine,I would call her every single day right after school!She is special for me,because she was there when I needed someone by my side the most,sometimes I thought she was just like me when I was a kid.Most of my friends are easily predictable and had this sides of optimistic,happy-go-lucky,naughty,a little bit funny behaviour and all..But her,she doesn't have those sides,in fact,the more I know her,the more she looks like..me! not by face or physically but emotionally,through the way of thinking,psychologically and I think that's why we seem to understand each other more than anybody else..because we are the same..
A Semblance of Balance
Hi, guys. It's been a while. No worries, I have my reason, which entails two words. Mom, and the black sheep. Mom was pissed he wouldn't go to school 'cause he stayed up late surfin' the net, so she confiscated the wi-fi. It's connected now for the weekend 'cause my baby bro is home for the moment and he pleaded the case with Dad. Way to go, baby bro! x3 That said, I'll only post a few stuff here and there for these two days. Now, regarding my last post, it was the first night after many many months of self-recovery a relapse of that degree. As I stated, it used to happen frequently during my high school days, usually when I am alone because of course I would never have them when I am with my sis or my baby bro since those voices have no place in my head when I am happy and content. I locked the door, and spent the night retching in the toilet bowl. I had records, but they were all gone with the flood. So that's that. Funnily, the urge had grown...
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