Introduction
Can we ever really know someone?
Can we ever really know someone?
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HELLO THERE. I'M A GIRL!
But I could also be lying. xD
Yum apple donuts yum.
I LOVE MCFLY AND DAVID AND THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO SAY IT.
Lately I've been rather content and positive (which is rare) and generally excited about life.
Sometimes I'm weird and retarded and I don't know what I'm saying/doing.
In the words of Harry (Judd, not Potter) - I want to kiss you all...
misc
The celebration of my birth is over. ):
"What do I want? Single spotlight."
xP.
- Gossip Girl Season 2
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- A huge stuffed lion.
- Glee Official Soundtrack!
- McFly - Room on the Third Floor
- McFly - Wonderland
- McFly - Motion in the Ocean
- My Best Friend's Girl by Dorothy Koomson
- The Chocolate Run by Dorothy Koomson
- To write many, many books and be successful.
- To fly to England and
1) Attend a McFly concert in the mosh pit.
2) Watch a Man Utd match at Old Trafford.
3) Meet J.K Rowling!
That is all. :D
Tagboard
with love.
Saturday, June 28, 2008 @ 7:06 PM
I know I really shouldn't be blogging at this time, what with so many tests coming up, and doing all the band admin stuff and all. But I read ZB's blog today, after, like, 3.5 million years of not visiting it, and his latest post just says it all. One word:
Filters.
One word to explain it all. Just.. think about it. Stop and ponder.
We never really say what we mean. We're all hypocrites, really.
But today, I really meant what I said during that fateful conversation we had. No holds barred. Except the excuses. I stopped myself from attempting to feed you excuses which I knew you wouldn't believe, anyway. Excuses that wouldn't explain my stupid behaviour.
You know, I've never really had anyone say anything so direct and frank with me. Well, actually, yes, She has done that before. Wait, see! That's what I'm talking about! Filters! Anyway, yeah, someone's been frank with me before, but what she was being frank about was something that I expected. But today, when my best friend (well, if she doesn't still hate me, anyway) told me that she was pissed with me, I guess I was shocked by how truthful she was. Even though I know she's pretty frank person all the time, I didn't think she'd really tell me that I was that awful. I admit, it was kind of a punch in the gut. I'd seen the punch coming from a mile away, but I'd brushed it away, hoping it wouldn't actually reach me, and chosen not to believe that it would still come anyway.
So I dedicate this post to Jac, who knew how to make me feel awful in a good way. She made me realise the error of my ways (truly). The first friend I told my good news to was Jac. It's not like I've been completely free of guilt all this time, either. Every time I read your posts I feel bad and miserable because I wasn't there. Hongy Weny was, though. So thanks, Hongy, for being there for her all those times I wasn't.
I really am sorry. Really really really sorry.
But sorry's just another five-letter word.