tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64619085830021948092011-04-21T11:02:35.617-07:00jEulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011841914787606403noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461908583002194809.post-51116125858109920992008-11-20T23:27:00.001-08:002008-11-20T23:29:49.147-08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">so you think that im the stupidest girl in the world? i dont care anymore. you know i used to make these things a big deal for me. i feel pain when these people</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">stare at me, laugh at me. mak fun of me. i cried for a couple of tims i guess.. have you heard of the phrase stage fright? i dont </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">really believe in that kind of thing.. but when im out if my mind, having my brain fly while staring at the prof[like i listen to her] and suddenly calls my name to answer some extraordinarily easy question, i cant answer a </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">thing. i cant answer right. and those eyes, thoes eyes that kills me, when i talk aloud. when something really crappy comes out of my mouth, i </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">know that deep inside you, you wanted to tell me, 'what a dumbas</span>s!', because once again i made fool of myself. i am not suppose to be like this ya know? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">back when i was in 3rd year highschool, there was this guy i've been crushing. i was inspired. i even tried studying really really hard just to impress him. we became good friends even for just </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">a year. i even cry at night because i hear rumors that he is crushing a girl classmate. but when summer came, i just found out that he was crushing on me too![ya think?] i thought it was love. my heart was broken. is it beacause of too </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">much expectation? or is it because i just wasn't ready? i broke his heart. i broke mine. my world was crushed. i had no reason to live[just kidding!]. but i really felt bad. that i even forget what the date was. thats where it started.. </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461908583002194809-5111612585810992099?l=jeuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jEulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011841914787606403noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461908583002194809.post-41854565610549129222008-11-12T01:01:00.000-08:002008-11-12T01:12:42.124-08:00good day to you! to my friEnds and foEs, and to you my readeR! first of all, i would likE to say sorry for thE wrong usagE of thE capital lEttERs as you can see. it's bEcausE of a virus. vERy wEll, this is my first post..<br /><br />eNtERing college lifE ain't Easy. i nEvEr rEalized it until i rEached my sEcond yEar. i rEally look up to this univERsity wheRe i Enrolled. but nEvER in my ENtire life i feLt unEasy, like you don't belong. the class that i havE ENteREd.. is it becausE of thEm? thE not so looking friEndly classmates that i have? or is this what thE call, compEtition? i havE my oldER brotheR who graduatEd in thE same school. hE lookEd happy and having fun EvERytime he studiEs. this sucks somEtimEs.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461908583002194809-4185456561054912922?l=jeuli.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jEulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15011841914787606403noreply@blogger.com0