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Now that you're here . . .

How come every school year starts and ends the same ? It starts with everyone coming on the first day, trying to have others forget who they were last year. And at the end of it all, you end up being another person, you want to change ?You start the year claiming it will be drama free, you'll make honor roll and no one will see you cry. In reality there's a new problem everyday, you get a few C's and your GPA drops to 2.5 and when things really get hard, you end up breaking down in the hallway. How come we all try so hard to impress one another when we are more concerned with how we look, and we're too insecure to notice ? Doesn't anyone think everyone else is too busy to look at him or her because they are constanly pulling out their compacts looking at their thick eyeliner ?

People

Why do people always drive 10 mph slower than the posted speed when you're in a hurry?

Why do the slower drivers always drive in the "fast lane?"
 
Why don't people smile anymore? Your life is what you decide to make it. We all have bad days but it's a matter of seeing the glass as half full rather than half empty.
Posted by Poornima on 5/16/2011 05:06:00 pm 0 comments

a little something. . . .

Now all I do is

Lay there on my bed,
crying over everything that I misread
I tried, but I couldn't get you out my head
and everything that you said

I can't go on living like nothings wrong
I keep hoping you'd come before long
and realise where you belong

and everynight before I fall asleep
I sit and write in my diary
a couple of sorry


Copyright © 2011 i heart ?
Posted by Poornima on 5/16/2011 05:04:00 pm 0 comments

All Work and No Play makes Jack a dull boy

Posted by Poornima on 5/16/2011 04:39:00 pm 0 comments
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