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![]() john, kim and lucy's blog. currently dead. but enjoy it anyways |
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![]() ![]() today has been the most uneventful day of my holidays. i've been bored to the core. the result ? look below. boredom really does things to you
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![]() ![]() You had me worried! I'm so glad you're back with us <3 lucy
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sefton high school, tenth grade in the year twenty ten. let's just say, a lot has happened. from the, 'omg, i wish this day could go on forever' moments to the 'JDSHFJSDKLFHSLK' moments. i've decided (though it may not happen) that in the following year, i will try to see things in a different perspective. sitting around and thinking to myself all these depressing thoughts. it's been tiring. why should i waste my time slowly screwing my head when i could be letting it go and enjoying the better? basically, next year i wnr start fresh and though this might not happen i wnr start bothering again. maybe, reconnect with old friends and the current ones cause i feel like we're all drifting & i can't really say it's not my fault... you know what i hate? I hate it when i say things, making it seem like it's possible but really i never seem to try. AHAH. though some weren't the best. i wnr keep all the memories of this year. look back and think about how stupid i once was cause that's what always happens. when you really think about it, though crappy at times this year was quite fun (: hopefully next year will be good if not better. hope you guys enjoy your holidays (before entering the gates of hell again)! i'm gonna miss you all D: i wanted to add more pictures but i can't find half of them D: ahwelps, that's good enough (: love you kim (: |
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![]() ![]() Don't say goodbye Cause I don't wanna hear those words tonight Cause maybe it's not the end for you and I And although we knew This time would come for me and you Don't say anything tonight If you're gonna say goodbye Say Goodbye - Skillet
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![]() ![]() Love J.
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![]() ![]() End of year 10. OH JOY. Wishing everyone a fun, fulfilled and enjoyable summer holiday! Hopefully I'll still recognise your beautiful faces when we come back in 42 days lookin' a little less blue. I will miss you all dearly. I already am. TEXT or CALL me people <3 love lucy :D |
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![]() ![]() Graphics. I won't miss you ms pitton. History. I love ms steele. I want her for ancient history. I BETTER get her for ancient history. She gave us apples and cupcakes today. Hehe. Lunch. Handball brings back so many memories. After school. Locked out for the 50th time this year. No keys. No phone. No nothing. Waited. Waited. Hot. Walked around. Sang. Ran half a lap. Hot. Waited. Read an article. Killed a fly (it was pissing me off). I fed its corpse to the ants (shush). The alarm went off (how? I was wondering the same thing). Neighbours lent me their phone. Alarm stopped. Waited. Alarm went off again. Mum home. 4:40PM. Lucy is very very very heck annoyed. At home. TUMBLR IS BACK. After freakin HOURS being under maintenance. <3 |
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![]() ![]() I can't... Not while I'm still emotionally attached to you Not without having to suffer.
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![]() ![]() One thing I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme To explain in due time All I know Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down to the end of the day The clock ticks life away It's so unreal Didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on, but didn't even know Or wasted it all just to watch you go I kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you try Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme To remind myself how I tried so hard In spite of the way you were mocking me Acting like I was part of your property Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised It got so far Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you knew me back then But it all comes back to me in the end You kept everything inside And even though I tried, it all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually be A memory of a time when I tried so hard and got so far But in the end it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all But in the end it doesn't even matter |
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![]() ![]() My day - Got to school at 9:10 [shit forgot to get my note signed...] - Games/Music in IST - Games/Music in Math - Simpsons/RoundtheTwist in English - Terry got a hugeass eye-less monkey as a farewell gift! at lunch - And science was just so awesome I rather not mention anything :D lucy
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![]() ![]() - Lynda Tuyet Tran. ;) WHEN'S IT GONNA STOP RAINING? Stupid rain. OMG. I SAW KIM FIRST THING THIS MORNING. Totally made my day. Even if it was for like 2 seconds and I had to carry 3 textbooks to school but whatevers, WORTH IT ;D I swear ms steele is such a nosy woman teacher. Creepy at times. She knows too much. (From asking too much.) Yellow Yoshi was at school today agains <3 This time it's gonna go home more ripped than before. I didn't manage to get myself sick. You know what that means? I'll still have to go school for the next TWO days. And since it's formal, so many people are gonna be absent. Horrible. Oh plus does anyone else find Jono's blog posts difficult to comphrehend? I need to read them and reread them like 6 times... Anyway people a.k.a John and Kim, BLOG!!! |
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![]() ![]() a Portuguese or Galician word for a feeling of nostaligic longing for something or someone that was one was fond of and which has been lost. It often comes with a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might not really return. It was once described as 'the love that remains' or 'the love that stays' after someone is gone. |
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