so many assignments 3 due this week one test and one journal
RESULT???!!!!!
i fail...
in response to JZZZZ she cant be herself other wise there wouldnt be a story..
all this story writing is reminding me of yr 12 english and its FAILLLLS
but nonetheless i will continue to write cause its better than virtual and my fails in virtual
the trees were spinning, she couldnt stand straight, nor could she concentrate. everything around her became a blur. everything she once knew was not there anymore. things were predicted to change and things had. her eyes hurt. she couldnt take it anymore. maybe it was just a phase? maybe it was a small period of time where everything was to change, change to test and annoy her. she hated it. she hated change, she felt as if everything was against her. a burden filled her heart. she felt a deep sinking feeling from within. a sharp pain caused her to jolt unexpectedly. the pain lingered, slowly bringing her to the hard ground on which she stood. she looked down at herself, her pathetic self. the hem of her dress was tattered from constant contact with sharp branches. her pale white skin was scarred with deep red gashes, where her clothes could not protect. blood oozed out of the multiple long marks that covered her body. the scarlet red against her porcelain white. her bear feet were a deep grey-brown, a bruise had formed from when she tripped over a sharp solid rock, on her endless run to nowhere. she observed the blood spreading across her skin. her hands trembled as she slowly touched the swollen marks that scarred her body. she needed to leave the past, the wants and the wishes behind. she couldnt keep running, hoping things were going to be the same, cause it wasnt and would never be. she knew what she had to do. there was no point holding on to the past, the past was moving forward in a different direction to her future. she had to let it go.
---------last "story"----------
i should really do virtual but like RAWR stuffy gaynessssssssss
HATE
i wish uni could be fun. what happened? to the imagery of a delightful uni? one where everything is suited to us and we r suited it?
ARENT WE MEANT TO BE DOING THINGS WE LIKE??
ive figured that no matter if i was doing science or environments i would still hate uni and its GRRRRRRR-nesss
ok hw time-----hopefully
hearts, li-ming
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