Love, hate, depression.

Sorry I didn't write Posts for so long - 5 days. For me it's such a long time. Sometimes I had all that negative energy around me that could be used in writing but instead I did my homework ( haha such nerd ). Anyways this post is about parents, my dislikes.



First of all, don't u hate when parent tell you that they are paying for living and you got to follow them? My dad was telling me same thing on Saturday. As always I didn't say anything, just cried while was eating. I'm so tiered of that. But later he came to my room and started telling me jokes about how he tries to make a better person of me and so on. Why don't parents understand that we are capable of things we do? Why keep bugging us about things we hate. They see it but still do same things. It's just so frustrating. Also I wish my parents (DAD) wasn't races.



Don't you hate when person doesn't respect himself? Letting be called (slut)? Letting yourself be lower than others. Just regular. Without any pride. It's one thing that makes me so grr... I would never let someone call me bad thing even joking. Fob is ok, because its nothing serious but (dick) as Jansen called me once, I was so mad that I could just curse him from head to toes. But I hate showing that I'm weak also sometimes ( I also hate cursing ). Anyways I have respect to myself, and I won't loose it.



Another love story that one of my friends asked me about.

Today I was looking at Seventeen and saw familiar face. It was Sho. Exact face, eyes, hairstyle. It all started last summer. Summer school. I met him thought my friend Yafet. He is Japanese, my first Japanese friend. Junior and goes to Marshall HS. So I did like him a lot in the begging, but I wasn't only one. Another girl also wanted him, I could see it. I just let her do what she wants, it's his choose to choose. So at the end of the summer school we all went to Tysoon. Me, Sho, Yafet and Christine. That time me and Show were holding hands while watching movie, but we didn't let others see it, like secret romance. He was first who grabbed my hand and hold it through the entire movie. After that we went to movies for at least 4 more times. And that last time he tried to kiss me, but I didn't. He was sad. Later he asked me out. I said no, sorry Sho. And them to prom. And I said no to that too. I don't even know why. Guess was too scared. Well that was my love story. P/S the guy to the right (with bangs) looks exactly as him.



I wrote it here because Anna gave me hint that I could read it 10 years later and cry remembering.