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pretty rainbow expressions Um. Yeah. Waste of time. The tough-ass president cried. He's seriously a great guy, perhaps even a genius. He's those that cut lectures and still manage to ace his tests and exams and thinks mid-years are a joke. There're quite a few strange people in JJC. I had a great time with The New Kid. He took the bus home with me although he lives nowhere near me. And I leaned my head on his shoulder. (I was really, really sleepy...) It was nice. Like watching a rainbow arc over pretty blue clouds amidst a field of yellow daffodils and colourful, dancing butterflies. With him it's different. My perception of dating is severely skewed by my ex-boyfriend and sometimes I expect The New Kid to hold my hand but he never does. And somehow, I really like that. I don't get the deal about hand-holding and even kissing anyway. It's just not necessary. I did that a lot with the ex-boyfriend but I had next to nothing to say to him. And I can talk to The New Kid about everything, nothing, anything, for hours and hours, just letting time fly past while living in a world of our own. He's awfully sweet. And I'm sorry for blaming him for that... it was a severe case of misunderstanding. But how was I to know that he likes me as well? Jeez. Anyway, we went to this huge and irritatingly crowded mall near our school and we saw a couple of our classmates there. One walked past with a wave. The other, The Duck, was behind us while going up the escalator. I didn't know she was there. I heard someone coughing, so I turned, saw this head covered with long hair, and I thought, 'What the hell...' She looked up at us and gave us this really... sickeningly sweet smile. She was like, "Hi guys!" It was quite funny. I think she's going to tell pretty much everyone in class that she saw us together. Not that I give the slightest shit anyway. Mel asked me today what I want from The New Kid... and I realise that I have absolutely no idea. All I know is that I really like him. I don't know why I do... I just do. Wish I could see him tomorrow but if I go out again my folks will murder me and bury me six feet under. Monday is a long way off. Gotta do my History essay tonight. Arghhhhh. Just kill me already.
before sunrise // before sunset
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