Good Bye May

I've been busy with trying to find and make a life for myself this whole month of May. Although it hasn't actually ended yet, let's see what I've (not) accomplished this month:

1. Finished summer courses, but failed to achieve a grade over 5.0.
2. Gardening? Nope, dad did everything. I'm such a bum.
3. Catching up with friends (was fun but is the reason why I'm broke and partially why I didn't achieve the grade I wanted)
4. Save money? ARGH!
5. Get bicycle fixed: yes. I thank you daddy for being such a great guy!


So yeah. GPA... I'll focus more brain power on it. I'm also thinking about abandoning my cellphone for the next 2 years so that no one will ever bother me with my happy study time. I don't want to though, because my cellphone is also my MP3 player. Music will have to be a sacrifice I'll have to make! I'll sing instead.

How to Spot a Magical Boy/Girl

Magical Boys and Girls in their transformed appearance often have:

1. A cute outfit that makes them look either cool or cute. A mini skirt is a common article of clothing in a magical girl's outfit and a pair of shorts in a magical boy's outfit.

2. Sparkles on or around the being. There are rare cases where they have no sparkles and have an aura around them instead.

3. Colorful and/or cute hair. Their hairstyle are often abnormal (example: very long ponytails) and may involve hair accessories.

4. Some magical beings carry weapons around with them. Weapons include swords, staffs, and oddly shaped accessories in various sizes.

May 2010

Ar!

I don't want to think of the future
because I know
it will be grim.
I know there will be nothing bright waiting for me
so I deperately search for things
that would make it brighter.
I make plans
but the agenda of others always change them.
I hate it!
I hate how I always have to change my plans!
I always make back-up plans
and more plans to back-up the back-ups
but it ticks me off
how I can easily be pressured
into what people want!
I hate it.

When I say what I feel,
I always end up feeling guilty.
When I ask about things I wonder,
I always feel stupid.
People laugh at me,
I know,
because I can hear them
and I can see them.
I have to say things that I don't actually feel
and things that I don't actually wonder
just to feel better.
Stupid.

I can never be me
unless I am with myself.
I do wonder often though,
maybe this me that I don't think is me
is actually me.


To the future me,
I hope you found happiness and yourself.