So many things had happened these days. Couples in school everywhere. I'd always feel lonely in class, now, again. My girl best friend found her Mr.Right now. Happy for her. But there's one bad thing, our friendship seemed like walking to the end. Well, I understand sometimes people just need their time for their boyfriend/girlfriend, so well, I'll just leave her with her boyfriend.
Like usual, I went to her blog. I read something that really hurts. Well.. I don't need to explain much if you really understand me. If you don't understand me, there's no point explaining.
I don't know if you're reading this, but just wanna let you know I really wish that I can help you back sometimes since you helped me a lots in my studies for example biology, chemistry or physics. The thing that I can help is only yr BM and Maths (for some chapter), and I'm not trying to show off or giving instructions or whatever..
You can feel the changes and so am I. Sometimes I just try to give you some spaces with your boyfriend, I seriously have no idea why would you think that way -- about the girlier or whatever thingy.
Ya Imma just ranting like you do, yes I am.
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Like you said, we really should be quiet sometimes. I know you don't like to involve in any drama, and yes, maybe you'll think that I'm those kind of 'unrespective' people, as I always talked about people's stuffs. I don't mind if you think that way, but please, I just wanna say it all out that people wouldn't get in any misunderstanding, like D and ZY&CY's case.
And for the 'respect' and 'privacy' thingy, I not sure whether you're saying I showed others yr blog, okay I'm sorry about that, but one thing I have to let you know is, you have Jack to tell about what you're thinking, but my boyfriend wouldn't listen to me about all these. He's not in the same school with me, I can't expect him to listen to me about all these. I also have my own problem, own thing, and own stories to tell. Since you've been taken so I'd just find D to talk about it. It's not because I found a new or 'better' friend (in a way) so I seldom talk to you nowadays, do you know that? And when I tell him about my thoughts or whatever stuffs, sometimes I'd just show him what you've wrote. Because I wanna let him understand clearer, because I care. I really didn't meant to unrespect you and show others yr PERSONAL blog, well I'm sorry. Really sorry about that. You can change your blog address if you want, it's okay..
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Maybe we have the different thinking and all that, and that's why we became like this.
I've been crying for few days because of this.
Because of my past, I could hardly believe in friendship. But the moment when I chose to trust it again, what happened?
Well, I can be the quiet one, I can.
Sorry, anyway. (sincerely.)
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Best joke everrr! d:
Saw this on Miriam's status! ;DDD
It was so funny xDD
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Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans. He loved them, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat lively reaction on him.
One day, he met a girl and fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry, he thought to himself, “She’ll never go through with the marriage with me carrying on like this,” so he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.
Shortly after that they were married.
A few months later, on the way home from work, his car broke down and since they lived in the country, he called his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk. On his way home, he passed a small cafe and the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him.
Since he still had several miles to walk, he figured he could walk off any ill effects before he got home. So he went in and ordered, and before leaving, had three extra large helpings of baked beans. All the way home he farted. By the time he arrived home, he felt reasonably safe.
His wife met him at the door and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, “Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!”
She put a blindfold on him, and led him to his chair at the head of the table and made him promise not to peek.
At this point, he was beginning to feel another one coming on. Just as his wife was about to remove the blindfold, the telephone rang. She again made him promise not to peek until she returned, and away she went to answer the phone. While she was gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg and let go. It was not only loud, but as stinky as a rotten egg. He had a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air about him.
He had just started to feel better, when another urge came on. He raised his leg and RRIIIPPPP! It sounded like a diesel engine revving, and smelled worse. To keep from gagging, he tried fanning his arms a while, hoping the smell would dissipate. He got another urge. This was a real blue ribbon winner-the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled, and a minute later, the flowers on the table were dead.
While keeping an ear tuned in on the conversation in the hallway, and keeping his promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the next 10 minutes, farting and fanning each time with his napkin. When he heard the phone farewells, he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it. Smiling contentedly, he was the picture of innocence when his wife walked in.
Apologizing for taking so long, she asked if he had peeked at the dinner table. After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and yelled, “SURPRISE!”
To his shock and horror, there were 12 dinner guests seated around the table for his surprise birthday party.
It was so funny xDD
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Once upon a time, there lived a man who had a terrible passion for baked beans. He loved them, but they always had an embarrassing and somewhat lively reaction on him.
One day, he met a girl and fell in love. When it became apparent that they would marry, he thought to himself, “She’ll never go through with the marriage with me carrying on like this,” so he made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.
Shortly after that they were married.
A few months later, on the way home from work, his car broke down and since they lived in the country, he called his wife and told her that he would be late because he had to walk. On his way home, he passed a small cafe and the wonderful aroma of baked beans overwhelmed him.
Since he still had several miles to walk, he figured he could walk off any ill effects before he got home. So he went in and ordered, and before leaving, had three extra large helpings of baked beans. All the way home he farted. By the time he arrived home, he felt reasonably safe.
His wife met him at the door and seemed somewhat excited. She exclaimed, “Darling, I have the most wonderful surprise for you for dinner tonight!”
She put a blindfold on him, and led him to his chair at the head of the table and made him promise not to peek.
At this point, he was beginning to feel another one coming on. Just as his wife was about to remove the blindfold, the telephone rang. She again made him promise not to peek until she returned, and away she went to answer the phone. While she was gone, he seized the opportunity. He shifted his weight to one leg and let go. It was not only loud, but as stinky as a rotten egg. He had a hard time breathing, so he felt for his napkin and fanned the air about him.
He had just started to feel better, when another urge came on. He raised his leg and RRIIIPPPP! It sounded like a diesel engine revving, and smelled worse. To keep from gagging, he tried fanning his arms a while, hoping the smell would dissipate. He got another urge. This was a real blue ribbon winner-the windows shook, the dishes on the table rattled, and a minute later, the flowers on the table were dead.
While keeping an ear tuned in on the conversation in the hallway, and keeping his promise of staying blindfolded, he carried on like this for the next 10 minutes, farting and fanning each time with his napkin. When he heard the phone farewells, he neatly laid his napkin on his lap and folded his hands on top of it. Smiling contentedly, he was the picture of innocence when his wife walked in.
Apologizing for taking so long, she asked if he had peeked at the dinner table. After assuring her he had not peeked, she removed the blindfold and yelled, “SURPRISE!”
To his shock and horror, there were 12 dinner guests seated around the table for his surprise birthday party.
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