hey guys its the weekend =] and we have monday off so im sooo happy about that too!!
tomorow i gotta pick up my uncle from the airportt so i gotta get dressed up ..ugh lol its gunna be cold!!
soo i promised dia i would tell her what i wrote in my school journal about a time i got jealous so here it goes....
As i was walking out of the store, jealousy was all i could feel. I would remember that girl everytime i wore that outfit, sure she didnt know what i was feeling but all i thought was lucky chick...her and her brown hair and piercing black eyes that are like knives stabbing at my eye lids. She had three bags full of jeans, shirts, shoes..everything you can imagine. While i had a small skimpy yellow bag filled with 3 shirts.
What can i do with three shirts that wont even last a week?? I thought. At that secend i hated my mom for not getting me more.
When the girl dropped her bag with a flopping sound it echoed in my ears. DId she do that on purpose? Is she trying to bragg it in my face?? It felt like my mom was taking a million light years to sign the little white script they call a "reciept". All i wanted to do was get out of the store and away from the brown haired girls piercing black eyes.
lol thats my paragraph. How do u like it??
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never know something there till itsz gone ;;
never respect the envious ;;
;] Live life to the fullest, no hesitation, give life a chance. <3
never respect the envious ;;
;] Live life to the fullest, no hesitation, give life a chance. <3
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