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    JC.



    posted by JosieQuin;
    on February 21, 2011
    at 10:07 PM.
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    Isn't this so very true to people who matter to you.

    I'm young, but people have come and gone in my life. Yes I'm sad but I just don't express it. Because why. If people were to walk out of your life, let them go. If they really wanted to be in your life, they would come back in without even you asking them to. They had left on their own accord, and you know you'll always welcome them back into your life, it's just whether they want to or not. There's no hatred in you, and you're just letting things be.
    Some people you wish didn't leave, some people you are glad they left.

    But I just hope the people I have now are here to stay forever, because they are enough, and I'm contented.




    Just 4 words


    posted by JosieQuin;
    on February 05, 2011
    at 10:40 PM.
    I
    love
    my boyfriend.




    Attributes


    posted by JosieQuin;
    on
    at 12:50 AM.
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    I'm screwed up.

    Because I'm not smart enough.
    I can't get good grades in school.
    I can't understand a thing the teacher says.
    I do badly for tests.
    I get less than 35 rank points all the time.
    I flunked Year 1.
    I'm labelled 'retainee' forever.

    Because I'm not pretty enough.
    I don't have big shiny eyes.
    I don't have a symmetrical face.
    I don't have a sharp nose.
    I don't have small peachy lips.
    I don't have nice hair.
    I have a big face.

    Because I'm not skinny enough.
    I suck at sports.
    I'm not toned.
    I have fats.
    I don't have long beautiful legs.
    I don't have thin perfect arms.

    Because I'm not talented enough.
    I can't play the piano well.
    I can't do my paintings well.
    I can't swim as fast as I could.
    I can't come up with pretty handiwork.
    I can't dance.
    I can't sing.

    Because I'm a failure.
    I can't get to school on time.
    I can't organise my things nicely.
    I can't plan my time.
    I am impatient.
    I am stubborn.
    I am everything parents do not want in their children.


    Nothing but just like a piece of garbage.




    CNY again.


    posted by JosieQuin;
    on February 03, 2011
    at 11:56 PM.
    The cycle repeats every year.