In the past one month;
I grew responsible, overnight.
I found out it was time to grow up.
The only thing on my mind now is school and extra school related work.
I have skipped 70% of recess and lunch.
I sat for my exams, had a one week break which consisted of a lot of school related work and I got back my results, which I’m pretty pleased with (:

I have also thought, really hard.
What am I going to do with this small but huge piece of my life here on the internet?

My server guy says I shouldn’t delete it.
A lot of people say I shouldn’t delete it.
The only thing stopping me from deleting it is my love for this blog.

I don’t want to be nationally renowned for my blog, or anything like that. I just want to. Be me. And keep my friends and family up to date with what’s going on with my life.

And winning awesome Tongue in Chic contests, of course (:

Form 5 is a new platform of this metamorphosis. From a happy, cheerful social butterfly..
I am now a monotonous, dull, walking zombie.

Save me.

“OLIVE JUICE” by Jessica Mullan

your mouth spells it out
i blurt,
“i love you too,”
but i spoke too soon
all you said was…
“olive juice.”

 

i have no idea why i am blogging :/
i need you to help me, please.

I know I said I’m going to quit blogging, but this is a hilarious photo!
(And I will get down to the process of deleting my blog soon :/ sorry to disappoint ya’ll. I basically blog now out of obligation rather than passion, sometimes boredome. I don’t want to be fake so it’s prolly for the best) Back to the photo! Haha! I think the driver got major p-o with us. But it was all fineee (: We won’t be 17 forever. So we can get away with this tonight.
-metro station, seventeen forever.

And I think there were one or two more people somewhere under the pile of other people…

 

Happy March everyone :)