Wednesday, July 20, 2011

smelly foot.

smelly foot i got here! but not the reason im putting this blog i just think the "smelly foot" is cool for a title. :p

...i actuallydon't know what to write or how and what to begin? im just bored.. like ya'know? just wanna excersice my fingers? (lame) so i maybe the senseless/lamest person ever to manage a blog or as a blogger and likes to pretend one.(w/c im not <:) so at this time i wanna say/type everything that goes in my mind regarding about that and all.. so i can start at being a transferee?


as being a transferee: ..being like that is not new to me, been a transferee 4 times?!(beat that) im pretty grown on what the do's and dont's and u know like to be "polite" and be an "approachable"? things like that? well.. done that!! but it only last for days.. i dont like to stay like that the whole year or forever. the school i got in now has some great facilities and most important great canteen! hehe infairness to them! i thought this school is cheap for they have lots of branches! but it was just the shallow part of the school and im still in verge of knowing the real Holy Cross in the best way as being their student, BITCH.



i miss being 17: so random, i wasnt thingking about this! :) now i miss being 17! im 18 and turning 19 next month.. 17nnnnn.. ohww 17nnnnnnn! so 17? haha it was the busiest and stressful year. the 17 going 18 moments were the moments i learn so much, BITCH.
as what i feel now, im somewhat proud of my self (just dont think the fact, no one will be proud of you rather than ur self? or.. ur mom?)like i know some people who cant stand transfering there.. from there.. to here.. + cases left to right! then problems, mix problems! then theres WOOOORSE problems. and since im not just physically big, but also big in mind.. i just swept it ooone byyyy ooone.*pahid ilong* and now things were fine. thank God! BITCH.



to all the boys i love before : echoss lang! hahaha










(im tired bye! next time again when i have the mood.)

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