I really think that LISTENING to BBC do us more good than stupidly WRITING them down on our books you dummy
I reckon I’m gonna spend the whole afternoon trying to get all those news into my book, which I could have listened for once and know it as well. DAMN IT
To you I’m someone but to me you are almost the controller.
…Haven’t posted for quite a long time.
Already sixteen now but I suppose I should try to get a sense of time and plan anyhow. Never too late isn’t it? And eventually my life will be in my own hands and it will be a huge mayhem if I can’t control it or let it slip away.
Who knows? Now I frequently look forward to adult life, or at least collage life, and a couple of weeks ago I was so tired of my family that I simply want to walk out of the door and never come back. Who knows if I’ll regret all these when I actually grow up and be an adult? I presume that there is a possibility of my being reminiscent about all these at that time, when I can’t come back and everything. So anyway I’m trying to keep a record of my thoughts. Teenage adolescence is always so confusing and things are changing so rapidly. I might have swear I hate someone forever and then take to him a few months later, and the one I thought I could spent my whole life with ditched me exactly three months after our first date and would never see or hear from me again. These days things are happening so quickly and so many of them that this rate exceeds those of any of my previous days. There aren’t many intervals.
Well but I accept what it is like. Better than sitting around and nothing happens to you, like some of those in their 70th or 80th. It’ll be ok, everything will turns out all right, bless me.
Strange that my mum will leave wifi available now
I know this is over and I’m only too used to his methods of ignoring me and talking to some one else like I don’t even exsist materially. I was naive to think that we could still be friends. Damn it why are people so crazy when they get involved in love. Easy come easy go this is indeed a universally acknowledged truth. God it still hurts when I think of the contract of his behaviours when we were going out together and when we were not. I can only look forward so maybe I should clean these out of my mind. It’s positively OVER.