boo, school tomorrow :( lately, my main concern is school. anyways, one thing bugs me about my tumblr is that there’s always a black border around some pictures that have ” high resolution ” and i think it’s kind of ugly :X supposely, today i was going to study for mando and start on my term paper, study a bit for upcoming history test, and cut my bangs. but that term paper turns out to be due tomorrow and i was panicking cause my outline sucked and i got a bad grade on it so how do i fix this ? but i threw together something and even though it’s pretty bad, i did it. i didn’t even finish writing in vincent’s yearbook :X so i’m on break :) i was invisible on aim the whole day because i didn’t want to be distracted. but still, distraction managed to get to me. still listening to this song on repeat .. i really like it : D and i want to watch this korean drama .. but no, school first. fourteen more days of school left.
i feel awfully lazy today. my goal for yesterday was to finish writing in vincent’s yearbook and bs my essay. and then work on english term paper. but considering none of that is done .. that’s not too good. good thing there’s no school tomorrow thanks to memorial day :) maybe tuesday to friday will pass by like a blur. there are fourteen days of school left ? :0 i remember by this time in freshman year everything was so chill ! :X even finals were like whatever. this year is so different. i hate this year. it’s not too bad but the academic part is. after coming home yesterday, i spent majority of my evening playing wii tennis ! : D now my arms are so sore. but i reached pro :) i had lunch already and poured myself a glass of delicious apple juice. and for two or three days straight, i still have that minor headache. boo. i love the recent weather though it’s quite hot in the afternoon :0 i think imma go out and get mochi ice cream later ! just cause i am craving it :)
i can be stubborn and obnoxious. i'll have my mood-swings, especially if people are pissing me off. i can be a sarcastic asshole at times and if you don't like me, i probably won't like you. but at the same time, i am caring and understanding. when the environment and people around me are treating me right, i'll probably be in the best mood ever. i could be a great person to get to know. but if you can't handle me at my worst, you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
In kindergarten, your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.
In second grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn’t have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade, your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade, your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you so that if they said no, you wouldn’t have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade, your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball cards so that your room would be a “high schooler’s” room but didn’t laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who went to that “cool” party thrown by a senior so you wouldn’t wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedules so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn’t be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college, assured you that you would get into that college, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation, your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.
The summer after twelfth grade, your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn’t deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for college and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to come over and send you off with a hug, a lot of memories, reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you’re scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!