Thank You for Letting Me Know I'm Not Wanted
Thank you for letting me know I'm a bitch.
Thank you for letting me know I'm just a bother.
November 4, 2009
October 31, 2009
Repeat It in Red
As you can guess from my title and if you ever watched the anime, played the game, read the manga, you'd know I've been exposing myself to too much Umineko no Naku Koro ni. It's a bit of an unhealthy obsession, but it amuses me. A little disappointed in the sudden change in Beatrice's behavior, but it was bound to happen.
For one thing, I find myself turning on the computer with so many things I want to do, and I'm not finishing them at all. Well, I'm only one behind on the current Umineko no Naku Koro ni episode, but I haven't worked on my two fanfictions and scanning in my paintings like I told myself I would. I'm trying to catch up on my Country Story and level up faster, update my blogs, and check my Facebook.
But I'm doing everything at the same time.
It's not making anything better.
October 20, 2009
Let it all be
It seems like this year hasn't been the least bit better than last. Sure, I'm closer to Midori than I ever was before, but I haven't made her, or anyone happier than they were. Everything is just like a continued story, but just another mistake for us to commit. What's going to be special this year? Nothing.
It's another year that will go by fast right? More friends. More load. More benefits. More burdens.
October 14, 2009
Here you are
I've realized two things today: 1) If the year goes on the way it is now, this school year will be just a blank memory to me. If people ask me about my sophomore year, I won't know what to say really. 2) I'm afraid of love. I'm afraid of a relationship. I don't want to be loved in a boy-girl way.
This school year has been so blank. It's school, doze a little, friends, homework, multitask, sleep late. It's pretty much similar everyday. I don't get to see my friends as much as I'd like, and I don't hang out with the same people every time. Tainted/Pure's the only reoccurence in my life, but sometimes it's him, sometimes it's her, and sometimes it's everyone. I'm glad I've been able to make more friends than last year, but in a total, it feels so empty. I don't know why.
October 4, 2009
Escape from reality
"What hurts the most is being so close...And never knowing what could have been"
Here I am, lying on the floor. I'm tired so easily lately. Once more, life begins to unfold as school begins. Everyone seems to be so together, but to me, what I realize is that we're speaking so less now. It feels like I get a little more closer to people, but I begin to feel more like...just myself. How to put it? Socializing feels more distant now. Friends are so-and-so, and I only approach them if I need to in class, at break, at lunch. Basically time I spend with friends is already scheduled by my school classes and their hours.
September 17, 2009
This World and its Randomness
Lunch two days ago I found the highlight of that day. I usually hate B days, but because of that incident, there's something on a B day that cracks me up.
While I was eating lunch that afternoon, I was sitting to the side of the Fitness Cafe, with my legs dangling over the cement edge. There were footsteps behind me and I turned around to see an upperclassmen comes over.
September 15, 2009
If highschool's a cake, I'm the knife.
Megumi, what are you doing? It's well over 12 AM already. Go to sleep and get your rest before those three tests tomorrow. (╯‵□′)╯︵ ┴─┴
Whoever thought that 10th grade would be easier than 9th grade is definitely going to get a bish bash....in the mind. And here, is where I am devastatingly prove that I am no genius, but the purest baka. Perhaps my only better grades in all my classes are in Visual Arts and in Japanese. Frankly speaking, my Spanish is undoubtly somewhere around a fail, my Geo and Chem are dismally shameful, and my English and Western Studies are embarrassing because of stupidity here and there. I have tests in every class tomorrow (sans english because it's an oral instead) and because you guys have told me 'ganbatte'.............i'll have to ganbatte ne.
September 10, 2009
When you're hit with a bat, what would you do?
Life can be so sudden at times...
My sister's grade is a little morbid. Last year, two students were
injured heavily. One was a boy who took part in assisting in a plastic
rocket launch. When one shot into the air and came falling down, he and
another boy rushed to catch it, their eyes skyward. Both didn't realize
the other was running also, and as they came just about to collide, the
other boy noticed but didn't manage to move out of the way. His
forehead struck the chin of the first boy and the latter had to undergo
jaw surgery. A few days later, a girl was playing sports with her
friends. When one of the boy's leaped into the air to kick the ball,
another person unintentionally rammed into him, causing him to flip and
smack the girl in the head. She fell with a seizure and slight amnesia
from the impact. Just yesterday, my sister's friend's PE class had
softball. And unaware that another girl was too close, she swung the
plastic softball bat and it struck the girl in the temple. According to
my sister's source, blood spattered from the side of her head. My
sister really did find blood spattered shoes in the locker rooms, and
those were the shoes of her friend's.
September 9, 2009
Art is BANG
It's been about a three weeks
since school's started. When I should be updating music on the
Bakablog, I find myself too busy doing others to even upload music...
By the way, I'm the same author
on the Bakablog under the name of Whitesimplicity. New music, so be
sure to check two new ones. (totally contradicting previous words) And
if you can't hear the music on the site, I'm guessing you're using
Firefox like me :clueless:
September 9, 2009
Xanga
I guess I'll confess that I made another blog (￣▽￣@)
But I'll be updating on both.
Follow this link to find my Xanga!
August 20, 2009
What's behind the life we live?
After reading Tainted's post, it really hit me in a way. What's the real life? What is the real deal behind this mask we're hidden from? Or rather, we're not hidden from it. We're just not looking in the right direction are we? Or say that we are. Maybe we just don't want to admit it.
There's only one thing I would really disagree with in her blog (which is located also in the comment I made on it). The poor are not poor because they are lazy, though that is true in several cases, however it's linked to the reason behind the luxury of the rich. The rich are not always rich because they are hard working. There's no drama that really exists in this world. We lie. We cheat. We do anything to get to what we want. Because we're humans right?
August 15, 2009
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June 27, 2009
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