"How do you forget someone that had obviously meant a lot to you?",
I often find myself asking that precise question over and over again.
The rain is calm.
Melancholic, even.
Sadness.
Yet, it is confusing.
To be associated with negatives.
Because the rain is also joyful.
Growth.
To grow, you require water.
To have water, you need rain.
The rain is magical,
The rain, I love.
{d.r.}
Hi guys, so I guess I'm back to blogging again. Some of you may notice that this blog contains some posts from littleheart-ofmine.blogspot.co.uk but that's only because I've decided to delete my previous blog.
So yeah, welcome to my new blog! I don't want to blabber on about this being my new blog, so I do hope that you enjoy scrolling through these pages. Thanks and tataa for now!
So yeah, welcome to my new blog! I don't want to blabber on about this being my new blog, so I do hope that you enjoy scrolling through these pages. Thanks and tataa for now!
It doesn't matter. Friends are still friends. Even enemies. I don't like to regard anyone as my 'enemy'. I may dislike someone, but that doesn't mean that I won't talk to you or that you're my enemy.
An enemy of a friend might not necessarily turn out to be someone who I will dislike, and I will damn right make sure that they know this beforehand, so if they ever want to confide in me anything about their "enemy", they know that I might not share the same views as them.
"And that's the reason why I don't want to know anything that happened."
View in front of campsite - more on that later ;)
Yeah, so before I do my little post on my holiday (*coughs* too many pictures to put up, can't be bothered uploading them *coughs*), I want to tell you about the changes that has been happening in my life right now. I know it's boring, but you're welcome to press that little 'X' at the top of the screen if you want to. (I won't mind...but I'll be pretty sad and disappointed xD)
1. SCHOOL.
I'm a senior!
I was absent for 2 school days since I went on holiday, so I had missed the very first day of my 5th year (secondary 5). As soon as I was given my new timetable, oh-my-gosh I hated it! It was good that I was in all of the Higher classes that I wanted, but I wish I had gotten better teachers. I don't hate them, I just prefer other teachers. And most of the classes I was put into was full, and there were more 6th year pupils than 5th years. But I guess that's what happens when you start your senior year at school, stricter (that used to be fun) teachers , more homework, and more nagging.
#1 - I don't suck up to teachers. Seriously, I don't. I don't even talk to my teacher lol. All I do in class is read my book (or stare into space lol) and answer questions when it's directed to me. But other than that, I do absolutely nothing.
I'll be getting my exam results on the 7th of August, please pray for my success!
Oh and I was accepted as a senior prefect at my school, wohoo! New uniforms next year, blazers and a special prefect gold tie for me :)
But school's finished right now, summer is here!
2 - SUMMER!
SUN! SEA! SAND! - not.
Yeah, summer is here! No more school, homeworks, nagging teachers....until August. But it really doesn't feel like summer at all. But seriously, when has Glasgow ever felt like summer during summer? Not during the last 6 years that I've been here, nope. It's raining outside, even at this precise moment. Yeah, rain. It feels more like the Christmas holidays rather than summer holidays. I'm sitting here writing this while wearing a woolly jumper. Yes a woolly jumper. In summer. This is going to be one great sunshiny summer! not.
I'll probably end up sitting at home, or go and get a job doing something. Urgh. Fun.
//Being perfect isn't everything.//
I'm not looking for perfection...I don't want you to be perfect. You...with your flaws and weaknesses, you're perfect enough to me. I don't expect you to be happy all the time, to not cry, to be able to carry the weight of the world. Cause then...you won't need me. I'm here to take care of you, pick you up when you fall, wipe your tears, make you happy. I chose to love you and your problems, I chose to love your personality, not looks. I chose to put up with you for as long as I live, and I did all this not because I was forced, but I chose it. I'm the one that wants it. So don't be perfect, be you, be the person I love.
I'm not looking for perfection...I don't want you to be perfect. You...with your flaws and weaknesses, you're perfect enough to me. I don't expect you to be happy all the time, to not cry, to be able to carry the weight of the world. Cause then...you won't need me. I'm here to take care of you, pick you up when you fall, wipe your tears, make you happy. I chose to love you and your problems, I chose to love your personality, not looks. I chose to put up with you for as long as I live, and I did all this not because I was forced, but I chose it. I'm the one that wants it. So don't be perfect, be you, be the person I love.
