“Life gets harder as you get older” my friend’s dad had said this when we were in his car. Then I had a little thought to myself, a realization that he was right. I was and still am waiting for something magical to happen and just change everything and make everything better. It feels like you know when you want to get the day over and done with because you are waiting for a better day to come, you are hoping that, that better day is tomorrow. But it’s not; it’s just like the one you’ve just been put through. Sometimes people make me so angry; sometimes it’s hard to believe whether the things that they do are real or not.

I’m starting to learn so much already, I have realized how precious some people are to me and that they will be treasured and kept forever. And I am so very grateful to have met such wonderful friends!
Even though I lack self-esteem and knowing the fact that I’m not them good looking girls you find around high streets, I still am myself around everyone no matter how weird my personality is. I have also learnt not to put in too much effort with people as I used to, not saying that I don’t put in the effort and just waiting around for people to come to me, it's just the fact that the harder you try the less you have to become yourself.

I grew a little closer to this friend of mine in my art class and I like her very much(not in the homosexual way,ofcourse) because she’s carefree, she’s fun and funny, and most importantly she has her own point of view to things and is not afraid to share them out. I can also have a good bitch with her.

I have been feeling quite emotional for the past few days, and I dont' like it one single bit.
Hrm, anyhoo so I shared a little poportion of my thoughts.
I need to head to bed now, too tired to function properly and have a long day tomorrow!