Just forget about my bro.He keeps poking his nose into my business all the time.His name is Josh.I always get a sound scolding because of him.Let's just cut the topic.
I go to Beverly Hills middle school.You know what,I love my school as school is the only place where I enjoy a lot,Hang out with my friends,make jokes on teachers and just have lots of fun.I hated holidays as I missed school.
I met my BFF Jessica.Nobody called her Jessica.Everyone called her Jessie.I called her Jess.She was the most populair girl in the school.No,she was not a very brilliant student,orator of singer.She was populair because she and our school principal shared the same name,even the same surname.She was the most famous but I was INFAMOUS.
"Hi there" she called me.
"Hi Jess,What's up" I said.
"Did u complete the biology assignment which Mrs Thomas had gegeven us when we went to the museum that day?"
"Nope,I didn't even know that she had gegeven any Homework.I was too busy texting behind a dinosaur." I replied
Ofcourse,cellphones were not allowed to the museum we had gone on a trip last sunday but I LOVED BREAKING RULES.
"Who were u texting? Was it your Boyfriend?" She asked teasingly
"Jess,You know that I don't have Bf's and u know that I never will have one.You know how much I hate love" I replied defiantly
I was the only single girl in the school.
"My dear Liana,When are u going to understand the importance of love in life?"
"Never.I know that I will never ever fall in love.I hate that stupid thing called love.Its not important to me.Being single is my attitude and I'm happy about it." I zei stubbornly.
Little did I know at that moment that how desperately I was going to fall in love with someone
Sorry,this part is a bit long but not boring.I have decided that I will continue only if I get enough commentaren as I don't wanna waste my time writing this If u all have no interest.
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I go to Beverly Hills middle school.You know what,I love my school as school is the only place where I enjoy a lot,Hang out with my friends,make jokes on teachers and just have lots of fun.I hated holidays as I missed school.
I met my BFF Jessica.Nobody called her Jessica.Everyone called her Jessie.I called her Jess.She was the most populair girl in the school.No,she was not a very brilliant student,orator of singer.She was populair because she and our school principal shared the same name,even the same surname.She was the most famous but I was INFAMOUS.
"Hi there" she called me.
"Hi Jess,What's up" I said.
"Did u complete the biology assignment which Mrs Thomas had gegeven us when we went to the museum that day?"
"Nope,I didn't even know that she had gegeven any Homework.I was too busy texting behind a dinosaur." I replied
Ofcourse,cellphones were not allowed to the museum we had gone on a trip last sunday but I LOVED BREAKING RULES.
"Who were u texting? Was it your Boyfriend?" She asked teasingly
"Jess,You know that I don't have Bf's and u know that I never will have one.You know how much I hate love" I replied defiantly
I was the only single girl in the school.
"My dear Liana,When are u going to understand the importance of love in life?"
"Never.I know that I will never ever fall in love.I hate that stupid thing called love.Its not important to me.Being single is my attitude and I'm happy about it." I zei stubbornly.
Little did I know at that moment that how desperately I was going to fall in love with someone
Sorry,this part is a bit long but not boring.I have decided that I will continue only if I get enough commentaren as I don't wanna waste my time writing this If u all have no interest.
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We met
Two strangers.
Knowing of pain.
And hart-, hart ach.
We met
Two people.
That crave love.
Affection.
We met.
Not inderstanding the feelings.
That are invading our souls.
The feeling that makes us smile.
We met.
We talked.
We laughed.
We understood eachother.
We met.
We fall in love.
Now a love is found.
From two strangers.
I might not say it enough.
But I love you.
We met.
I need you.
I crave your touch.
Your kiss.
Your arms.
I know I might never feel them.
We met.
But I dream of you.
I will be witth u in my dreams.
I do not know if u feel the same love as me.
I hope so.
We met.
It doesnt matter.
How long it lasts.
For the hours.
We have spent.
On here.
We have Loved.
A life time.
Ok, this is a poem (not mine) that I found on Someone's uithangbord that muhammadadil had posted:
Girls are like
apples on trees.The best
ones are at the top, boven of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt.Instead, they
get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good.So the apples
at the top, boven think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.
Girls are like
apples on trees.The best
ones are at the top, boven of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt.Instead, they
get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren't as good.So the apples
at the top, boven think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they're amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who's brave enough
to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree.
Of what,
of who?
Could it hurt,
could the pain
return again?
There's me
holding that
cold glass of wine,
staring at her,
trying to forget...
And there he is,
sad and distant
like usual.
Oh why,
oh why?
And me again,
but this time
I was happy.
So happy for
all those
sweet kisses
he gave me...
And again he,
looking at me
and wondering...
Oh I should have known!
Inside my fantasy
I seek
for his kisses
that poisoned
my body,
i zoek for
the reason,
trying to see...
There he is
again,
oh
his kisses,
what did he do to me,
oh
he fooled me again...
Nothing was real,
he was wondering,
oh
he was trying
to see
her in my eyes,
oh...
He gave me all
that sweetness,
but he belongs to her.
Oh,
he's so sad
because of her.
He's so distant
because of her.
Oh,
he disrupt my dreams
because of her.
Because of her...
hes too shy to tell her he loves her
