I wonder what it'd be like... to tell the whole world what I'm feeling. Maybe there's a way to describe it using songs lyrics. Something like that would be nice.
If I could just type out all the verses, choruses, and bridges. It would be the key to my life. I suppose I could just type on, but what's the fune of that? At least give them something interesting to read.
Haha, I'm trying my best not to sound too silly. I mean, one day I'll force myself to look back and reflect up how silly I was. All those moments of non-altruistic spasms and obsessing. They make up the veins of my heart. The sadness, happiness of each day reflect upon my dreams
Leaving you was something I deeply had regret. It's such a shame we had to part. Why this year? Why that day? Why you? Congratulations, now I've left you all alone. Though it shouldn't matter to you... it does to me, unfortunately. It can be such an one-sided thing. In this case, it's me.
Let's face it. Somethings we won't catch again... it's best if we, left it as it was.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Rest in Peace.
I always saw him in the hallways. He made the class fun when he was called on by the teacher.
He was was good kid.
Now, he's gone. Yesterday, at an unknown time, he had passed away. Leukemia took his life and crushed our English class and our student population. It was absolutely devastating. He had a high chance of surviving, but an infection to his already-weak immune-system killed him.
It's honestly, the saddest thing I've experienced. I cried when the announcement was made. I never really talked to him, but he was always there - in the halls, in English. I can't believe it's just been a week in 2011, and something like this had to happen. Why does Cancer take away our loved ones? He's a boy I barely knew, yet I found myself crying for him, his family, his brother, and friends,who were crying as well.
Rest in peace, Alistair.
He was was good kid.
Now, he's gone. Yesterday, at an unknown time, he had passed away. Leukemia took his life and crushed our English class and our student population. It was absolutely devastating. He had a high chance of surviving, but an infection to his already-weak immune-system killed him.
It's honestly, the saddest thing I've experienced. I cried when the announcement was made. I never really talked to him, but he was always there - in the halls, in English. I can't believe it's just been a week in 2011, and something like this had to happen. Why does Cancer take away our loved ones? He's a boy I barely knew, yet I found myself crying for him, his family, his brother, and friends,who were crying as well.
Rest in peace, Alistair.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Got You!
So far, I don't believe anyone's seen this, but, nonetheless, I will continue posting.
I have a "friend." Well, she was a friend before High School completely changed. Not that it changes everyone, but she's been trying to make people notice her, thus, she's become quite mean - sometimes. By sometimes, I mean when we're with people, she's all sugary and bubbly. And then bam, we're alone and she lashes out a snarky comment.
Ha, and she always brags if she gets a higher mark.
But not this time, because I just got a 100, and what didshe get? A 90. Her face was priceless, it was amazing. It was like scrunched up and she whispered, "damn." Then she started talking about people who she got higher than.
So, get this. Today, I was getting ready for school (it was snowing!) and I turned the TV on. I was looking at what was on, and I switched to TLC, which as airing '19 Kids and Counting.' It was astonishing - 19 kids, and they were all hers! I only plan to have 2 kids. But 19? That's a little... heh, I would never have the guts to do it.
On the other hand, I'm going to have to work on my Geography Summative - it's due on the 7th.
I have a "friend." Well, she was a friend before High School completely changed. Not that it changes everyone, but she's been trying to make people notice her, thus, she's become quite mean - sometimes. By sometimes, I mean when we're with people, she's all sugary and bubbly. And then bam, we're alone and she lashes out a snarky comment.
Ha, and she always brags if she gets a higher mark.
But not this time, because I just got a 100, and what didshe get? A 90. Her face was priceless, it was amazing. It was like scrunched up and she whispered, "damn." Then she started talking about people who she got higher than.
So, get this. Today, I was getting ready for school (it was snowing!) and I turned the TV on. I was looking at what was on, and I switched to TLC, which as airing '19 Kids and Counting.' It was astonishing - 19 kids, and they were all hers! I only plan to have 2 kids. But 19? That's a little... heh, I would never have the guts to do it.
On the other hand, I'm going to have to work on my Geography Summative - it's due on the 7th.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Twenty-Eleven.
2011.
So happy for a new year. But is it just me or is time going by a little bit too fast for our liking? The Holidays are over as well, and school - unfortunately - starts tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to March break already.
While I whine about how the break is over, I'd also like to tell you a little about myself - starting with my favourite bands, in no order.
Metric and The Killers.
Love them.
And other various artists like Muse, Lady Gaga, and etc... can't think of anymore at the moment. Currently, I'm listening to Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard, makes me kind of nostalgic. :'-)
So happy for a new year. But is it just me or is time going by a little bit too fast for our liking? The Holidays are over as well, and school - unfortunately - starts tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to March break already.
While I whine about how the break is over, I'd also like to tell you a little about myself - starting with my favourite bands, in no order.
Metric and The Killers.
Love them.
And other various artists like Muse, Lady Gaga, and etc... can't think of anymore at the moment. Currently, I'm listening to Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard, makes me kind of nostalgic. :'-)
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