Dancing In The Dark

Hello.


Explanation of THIS post : 


I don't really get upset because I got twenty for my biology. I mean, like seriously, I am in my third year of junior high school, why am I supposed to be upset just because of THAT thing? I had even ever got zero. So, that's not big a deal. The thing is that everybody can't stop giving me THAT kind of stare which makes me think that I am actually an alien which has just landed on Earth. And you know what, that's not helping. That actually makes it worse. And please mind your own business and stop asking why that shitty teacher gave me twenty.


I might be a drama queen sometimes. Because I can hardly keep things to myself. But I keep things which um I think important for myself. Things like school stuff aren't really important right? So I kept blabbering about that thing and about the fucking teacher to everyone. Well, not literally everyone. But in five years, nobody will actually ask you about your biology mark, will they? -.-


Another thing that pissed me off was .... that driver who usually picks me up to and from school, said to my mom that I was scolding him. I was like why on earth would I scold you man? I've had enough trouble that day. Should I actually waste the rest of my energy scolding you? I was just simply told you to fetch me earlier the next day so I won't be late for my tuition. I wasn't scolding you. I was just simply telling you, well, in a sarcastic tone. Who will still be nice if he picked you up an hour after your school ended? I am a little, well not just a little, annoyed. Remember, I get annoyed easily. So I sort of using sarcastic tone. Still, that's not my fault. :p


Er so that's that. Anyway, got PE test tomorrow. I haven't even read the first page yet. So, I'd better be off.


ps: my earphone is broken. Does anyone want to volunteer to buy me a new one? hehe
pps: I love how my close friends call me VINA. hehehe

Knowing that someone loves me no matter what, that just makes my day.

Loving today *grin*,
Vina

Those Friends

Hi there. These are all sort of um.. Just don't read it if you don't feel like reading my rants.

I actually don't quit blogging. I just stop for a while because there's um tons of assignments and exams and stuffs waiting for me. -.-
And now I'm back with a LOT of things to blog.

No, I'm not gonna tell you the whole story because I know you'll be bored. So I summarized it to just one word : DISASTER. I don't know what's up with today but it's all like I'm running and I can't stop running even though I want to. And I'm so tired with everything. I'm so fed up with everybody's fake faces. I'm so fucked up. I'm so stupid. And I don't feel like living anymore.

I don't wanna be like this anymore. These all are just so tiring. So tiring till you think you're gonna die. The truth is that this has started since I-don't-know-when. Things suddenly gets hard and I have no one to hold on to. That's when I want somebody to hold my hand and tell me not to cry and stay strong. Because I can't stay like this any longer.

OK, I'm telling you. The thing is I've tried so hard - but not my best, I guess - to do all my assignments and homework on time. And today, is gonna be the last day I'm slacking off. I GOT 20 FOR MY BIOLOGY. There, I said it.

I know, this post is all messed up. Just so you know, I still have 50 questions of Math to do and also my Electronics test tomorrow. And also I'm not going home until 5 pm. Believe me, I am gonna die. But there are always that miracle which changes everything, aren't there?

Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time... And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.” 

Haruki Murakami - Kafka on The Shore

Because not everybody will cheer you up when you're sad or angry. Those we called "Friends" aren't really our friends. And those we called "Bestfriends" aren't our bestfriends either. Only those whom we called "Truefriends" will cheer us up, will try to calm you down, will tell us to be strong and will tell us not to cry when everything gets hard.


xx,
dying