SUUUCH a drama queen.

Sometimes I feel like I am chained up to a post.

And that you don't want to give me the keys to be set free.

Smile like you used to when we first met. I miss that smile.

I feel like I can't pull myself together anymore. Everything will slowly start breaking down and disappearing. Life will change.

And I'm scared of that change.

I love how I can be so obnoxious about everything but when it comes to asking things that I care about I chicken out.

I don't get boys

One day they tell you to cover up and then the next day you waste your money for something to flash more skin.

really?

A nice picture with a nice label.

Nothing left to say or do.

You will do great in university

^Thanks mates. Now, if I fail in the coming 10 months your words will be wandering in my mind forever. They expect you to do well, despite falling at first. However, there is no example to follow, no relative who can be your role model other than a brother who couldn't stand his first year. Sheesh. I'm not even that smart.

In fact, looking at some of my course syllabi is already starting to freak me out. And I haven't even paid for first year. Bollocks.

So many things to do, so little time.

I think that because I'm shy and quiet around people I don't talk to very often makes it seem that I hate them. I always thought that would happen; however, I cannot find a way to avoid it. Fuck you german school classmates for bullying.

I remember you said it could only get better, but lately i haven't seen that effort. Especially from your part.

In a world where we want to give and receive, I only request this from some but not everyone. Telling you about this would be like dropping an atomic bomb. It's not getting better or worse, it's being taken away.

I guess

I guess I suppress my emotions too much. Like for example, I left things undone four years ago because I was too afraid to let him know how I felt, and about two summers ago I confessed and my heart hurt like a fucking biznatch. Unfortunately, although feelings were met, the distance was far too... far. And he was going to a club after, which leaves me thinking that he was probably pre-drinking or some crap like that.
But anyways, emotions are a weird thing to me. I either don't care, or care to the extreme where I cannot physically control it; it takes over my body.

Right now, I feel like I do not care. Life is deteriorating slowly as my dad told me that he bought a wheelchair looking thing for my Opi (granddad), which made me realize that 18 years ago he could still laugh and walk without falling. And 18 years ago, I was born.

On a random side note, in German there are three articles (der, das, die), and back in the old days I had to learn which article belonged to the words. My trick was to see which one sounded prettier with the word, and I usually was right. Hellz yeah, I have good taste in languages.

Oh, and speaking of German, I saw my Pre-Kinder and Kindergarten report cards. It says I needed psychological help when I was little. Well, I would love to buy a 1000 dollar ticket and going back to Chile just to show my pre-school teacher that I do NOT need a psychologist; in fact, I am on my way to becoming a teacher -and I was the top in my class when I went to my school, honour roll all through high school in Canada, and I was offered scholarships from the universities I applied, which I sadly declined to pursue my dream closer to home.

...

Maybe I do need a psychologist. Oh well, there are too many expenses and dreams that have to be taken care of before I think of my mental health.

Cheers.

This might sound confusing

But I don't know if I know what I want to do with my life, or if what I know makes me think I don't know what I want.

I love how

a veces te comportai como un pendejo ql

I wanna travel next summer, cuz this one sucks even more than last year.

Yeah, I hate summer. Two fucking summers in a row "having the time of my life"

School, come faster please so I can drown myself into readings and forget the stupid shit that happens around here.

PLEASE

Speechless

And I know that it’s complicated
But I’m a loser in love
So baby raise a glass to mend
All the broken hearts
Of all my wrecked up friends

Gaga, you've done it again

We agree to disagree

That's honestly one of the best lines I've heard this summer. Too bad it came from a movie and not a person's mouth.

I really feel that I am losing touch with everyone. Living so far from what I used to know as my "new home" is really getting me. Seriously, stop moving. I want to stay... because of moving so much and being a shy girl, I can say that I have no real (exclude cousins) childhood friends left. I'm sorry but if you ever dreamed of me growing up alongside a neighbour's child, then you killed your own imagination.

I am seriously not moving out of my house until I get married. I don't want to move anymore. I want to be stable.

It's not that I don't care.

I'm just too shy to say it

I am back

Why yes, I started writing again and I gotta say that my fanfic has less than 10 chapters left! I have it all planned out in my mind, and written on Word Document :)

I love how my fanfic is written in Spanish so no one other than my "fans" could read it. It's pretty embarrassing, but if I ever have enough courage, I'll translate it :$

THE OFFICE TIME

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Do I really look this stupid?

Please tell me so I can stop worrying as to why you treat me like a dumb person

I don't want to sound arrogant, but you don't really deserve being my friend.

You're NOT welcome for finding you a boyfriend, for making that boyfriend less desperate, for trying to hang out with you, coping with your stupidity, the awkwardness, the weird boring comments, your plagiarism.

Yeah, everyone says shit about others; however your toilet is clogged with your crap.

Sorry, but not really.

Sometimes I wonder what keeps us together

I don't know

I'd rather not know

Yet I can't let go

Don't let go either, please

Post #95

Hi person who likes me writing things on blogspot and tumblr :)

I hope you like this post, I dedicate it to you!

Every little thing is gonna be all right(8)!

time

Mom asked me if I was sad about ending high school. I just shrugged my shoulders, without an answer. Then she said that as time passes, I'll realize those years were the best in life. I think otherwise.

I don't want high school to be my best years. I'm only 18, there's so much to discover. Life cannot end after grade 12, I don't want it to.

I don't want university to be the best four, five, or six years of my life. There's still a lot to learn.

I want my whole life to be my favourite years. Every single year, month, week, day. There is no way I can learn everything I need to know in just one time of my life. I should be continuously learning until I die. Learning never stops.

So no, Mom, my childhood and adolescence should not be my best years.

~Peace