I don't know whether it was a good thing to tell you or not.
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I'm not ready for tomorrow.
I feel as if I'm not ready for anything right now.
I'm just so tired and pissed off.
It never mattered, anyway...
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I shall dub November as nostalgia month. I shall watch an episode of some old show I used to watch every day because, why not.
I've finished school.
And then after I've finished some work and my exams which are happening during the next couple of weeks, I will have officially finished.
I knew I'd cry a little after I got home. I knew I wouldn't cry at school because what was happening hadn't really sunk in.
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Sigh.
I'm sorry, I just don't feel comfortable with this. I appreciate the kindness, but I think you're getting TOO comfortable with me right now. As much as I appreciate kindness, I'd appreciate it even more if you'd give me space and not rush me on this.
Mom, I don't think telling me that I'll never be successful in life and that I'll end up in an institution will ever motivate me or encourage me to do anything.
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Happiness comes from pain. If you do not get through the pain, you do not get the happiness in the long run.
Aww yeah, I made her laugh. Seems she thinks positively of me now.
One step closer to having a new friend! Just a few more walls and it'll be giggles from there on!
Uh oh.
-:-
So much for making the nights shorter.
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why must i procrastinate
it's not much to do
i could have finished it by now
****
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One more night and one more day to go.
So it happened about right after school. I was walking together with some friends, there were about four of us (three of them were my friends, the other was a girl I knew from school).
As we were walking, we passed a darkish-brown house, and then I noticed a tall, dark man, who was in standing in his front yard, staring at us, like we would be 'perfect' for his new collection of young, innocent children.
He was Caucasian, dark-blonde; presumably in his mid-20s, and few inches more bigger than me.
So, as we walked past his house, he started to wave at us. Just a simple, old, casual wave.
I smiled back, then continued to walk down the street, pacing a tad bit faster this time. Just when I was hoping he wouldn't say anything (I'm an extremely awkward person), I heard a voice ask us if we would like to eat some candy.
I turned, and I saw the same man who was standing in his front yard; tall, dark, caucasian, wearing sunglasses.
I didn't seem to really understand his question at first; and I was beginning to feel intimidated. He was starting to give me the impression that he was a pedophile.
I didn't how to reply to his question at all, so I continued to walk past the street, hurriedly this time. But he didn't stop there; He started to chase us down the lane--we ran for our lives.
We eventually made a it a few kilometres, and so we finally turned around to see if he was still chasing us. He was gone.
As we continued to walk down the street, I noticed something strange in the corner of my eye. It had appeared to be a black car, with one of those shaded windows where you can't see inside. I had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, the car brakes where slammed beside us, and I saw the same man who chased us down the street. He was holding what looked like one of those large garbage bin bags.
The man grabbed the girl who was walking with us (who I only recently found out her name), shoving the bin-bag over her head. The rest of us; completely HORRIFIED at the scene, ran, while we still could.
I didn't even bother to turn my face until we reached the end of the street. I have no idea what happened to the girl after that; all I heard was a small fade of screaming in the distance before I left the street.
So it happened about right after school. I was walking together with some friends, there were about four of us (three of them were my friends, the other was a girl I knew from school).
As we were walking, we passed a darkish-brown house, and then I noticed a tall, dark man, who was in standing in his front yard, staring at us, like we would be 'perfect' for his new collection of young, innocent children.
He was Caucasian, dark-blonde; presumably in his mid-20s, and few inches more bigger than me.
So, as we walked past his house, he started to wave at us. Just a simple, old, casual wave.
I smiled back, then continued to walk down the street, pacing a tad bit faster this time. Just when I was hoping he wouldn't say anything (I'm an extremely awkward person), I heard a voice ask us if we would like to eat some candy.
I turned, and I saw the same man who was standing in his front yard; tall, dark, caucasian, wearing sunglasses.
I didn't seem to really understand his question at first; and I was beginning to feel intimidated. He was starting to give me the impression that he was a pedophile.
I didn't how to reply to his question at all, so I continued to walk past the street, hurriedly this time. But he didn't stop there; He started to chase us down the lane--we ran for our lives.
We eventually made a it a few kilometres, and so we finally turned around to see if he was still chasing us. He was gone.
As we continued to walk down the street, I noticed something strange in the corner of my eye. It had appeared to be a black car, with one of those shaded windows where you can't see inside. I had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, the car brakes where slammed beside us, and I saw the same man who chased us down the street. He was holding what looked like one of those large garbage bin bags.
The man grabbed the girl who was walking with us (who I only recently found out her name), shoving the bin-bag over her head. The rest of us; completely HORRIFIED at the scene, ran, while we still could.
I didn't even bother to turn my face until we reached the end of the street. I have no idea what happened to the girl after that; all I heard was a small fade of screaming in the distance before I left the street.
NOTE: The authorities HAVE been notified.
OH MY GOD JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE HELL THATS HORRIFYING
Things that happened this morning
-got called a dumbass by my brother because he didn't agree with me
-listened to sibling argue
-got self conscious about my weight
-looked at pretty jewelry.
Can you all just ****ing leave? If you're gonna go, then fricken ass go.
So it happened about right after school. I was walking together with some friends, there were about four of us (three of them were my friends, the other was a girl I knew from school).
As we were walking, we passed a darkish-brown house, and then I noticed a tall, dark man, who was in standing in his front yard, staring at us, like we would be 'perfect' for his new collection of young, innocent children.
He was Caucasian, dark-blonde; presumably in his mid-20s, and few inches more bigger than me.
So, as we walked past his house, he started to wave at us. Just a simple, old, casual wave.
I smiled back, then continued to walk down the street, pacing a tad bit faster this time. Just when I was hoping he wouldn't say anything (I'm an extremely awkward person), I heard a voice ask us if we would like to eat some candy.
I turned, and I saw the same man who was standing in his front yard; tall, dark, caucasian, wearing sunglasses.
I didn't seem to really understand his question at first; and I was beginning to feel intimidated. He was starting to give me the impression that he was a pedophile.
I didn't how to reply to his question at all, so I continued to walk past the street, hurriedly this time. But he didn't stop there; He started to chase us down the lane--we ran for our lives.
We eventually made a it a few kilometres, and so we finally turned around to see if he was still chasing us. He was gone.
As we continued to walk down the street, I noticed something strange in the corner of my eye. It had appeared to be a black car, with one of those shaded windows where you can't see inside. I had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, the car brakes where slammed beside us, and I saw the same man who chased us down the street. He was holding what looked like one of those large garbage bin bags.
The man grabbed the girl who was walking with us (who I only recently found out her name), shoving the bin-bag over her head. The rest of us; completely HORRIFIED at the scene, ran, while we still could.
I didn't even bother to turn my face until we reached the end of the street. I have no idea what happened to the girl after that; all I heard was a small fade of screaming in the distance before I left the street.
So it happened about right after school. I was walking together with some friends, there were about four of us (three of them were my friends, the other was a girl I knew from school).
As we were walking, we passed a darkish-brown house, and then I noticed a tall, dark man, who was in standing in his front yard, staring at us, like we would be 'perfect' for his new collection of young, innocent children.
He was Caucasian, dark-blonde; presumably in his mid-20s, and few inches more bigger than me.
So, as we walked past his house, he started to wave at us. Just a simple, old, casual wave.
I smiled back, then continued to walk down the street, pacing a tad bit faster this time. Just when I was hoping he wouldn't say anything (I'm an extremely awkward person), I heard a voice ask us if we would like to eat some candy.
I turned, and I saw the same man who was standing in his front yard; tall, dark, caucasian, wearing sunglasses.
I didn't seem to really understand his question at first; and I was beginning to feel intimidated. He was starting to give me the impression that he was a pedophile.
I didn't how to reply to his question at all, so I continued to walk past the street, hurriedly this time. But he didn't stop there; He started to chase us down the lane--we ran for our lives.
We eventually made a it a few kilometres, and so we finally turned around to see if he was still chasing us. He was gone.
As we continued to walk down the street, I noticed something strange in the corner of my eye. It had appeared to be a black car, with one of those shaded windows where you can't see inside. I had a bad feeling about it.
Suddenly, the car brakes where slammed beside us, and I saw the same man who chased us down the street. He was holding what looked like one of those large garbage bin bags.
The man grabbed the girl who was walking with us (who I only recently found out her name), shoving the bin-bag over her head. The rest of us; completely HORRIFIED at the scene, ran, while we still could.
I didn't even bother to turn my face until we reached the end of the street. I have no idea what happened to the girl after that; all I heard was a small fade of screaming in the distance before I left the street.
NOTE: The authorities HAVE been notified.
Dude. If I was there with you guys, I'd freakin' kick his sorry butt.
Take note that I may be a purple belt in tae kwon do and that I am small and petite, but if I was there with you, I'd fight to save her. I wouldn't care if I got hurt. I'd take on that guy for you.
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I'm not sure what to think.
It's been so long since we've talked... I'm guessing 2 or 3 years?
I want to talk to you again and just be friends, but I don't know what my family's going to think.
I myself don't even know what to think. When we were in a relationship years ago, you lied to me numerous times. You even went so far as to manipulating my feelings so much that I ended up in the hospital.
People have been saying that you've changed now. Which I can believe, but I'd like to know if you've stopped lying to others, too.
My mind is in so many places right now... I really don't know what to think. ;n;
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Happiness comes from pain. If you do not get through the pain, you do not get the happiness in the long run.
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