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Friday, November 20, 2009


ahahaha. i was reading everyone else's blogs just then. and i've realised how much we've all changed. from the little year sevens we were, walking into PHS the first time, crapping our pants//skirts probably, to year eighters going on year niners, with blogs and watching new moon and all that gossip. and all these things happening so fast that sometimes you gotta catch a breath, sit down, and have maccas. :)


sharing secrets is a part of life i guess, every book you read, it all starts with a secret, and sooner or later, the secret gets out. i'd rather be the type of person that just lets everything out. it feels better than way. but some secrets are just better left alone. shared with someone else. but thats it. rather than sitting in a circle and explaining to a person what the group feels about them, i guess we've all grown up. not OLD. but like, we'd rather not say anything, because we'd feel like a bitch, they'll feel like a bitch. and everyone feels like a bitch in the end. i don't know whether thats a better plan that sitting in a circle. but after this year, nearly the end, i've sorta realised something.

no matter how much you tell a person. they can't change. because that's who they are. the best you can do is to accept them, and try to "pair" up with them. if you get what i mean. :L

i think theres always gonna be a person thats "friends'' with you, but you knwo they'll always bitch about you. no matter how hard you try. they'll always want to do it THEIR way. and won't listen to ANYTHING you ever say. i don't know what to do then.

accept it or fight back?


i've just realised that i've written really deeply. but i think that's what a blog is about. it doesn't matter if anyone reads it. its just a memory, some place where you can just. type. think. and my arm hurts D:
we might look for a job this summer, louisa, anna, monique, sarah and anne. we'll see what we come up with!

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