It hurts when you remeber
about your failures.
Failures, not regerets.
The days pass by like a summer's dream. The wonderful, marvellous days when I'm not doing what I am supposed to do, these days. The rest of them are just a waste of time. If it think about it, will that mean that my whole life is a waste of time? I wonder...
It's been a while since I wrote in english. I just feel like it [i'm at school, duuh], maybe it's because I never wanted people to know something about me before I tell them. Isn't it like this for everyone?
Classes are a pain in the ass. School is unbearable. It's just confirming me that this whole place is filled with brainless idiots. At the begging of the year I thought that somehow I'll just bear with it, but it's impossible. I don't feel like I learned anything new and I can't stop thinking that some of my teachers are also idiots. When I'm here I realise how awesome I am. Narcissit moment. Or just melancholy.
Everyone here is...wasting their time on facebook. I don't log in anymore, so today I thoght I should just check my profile to see what other people have been doing all this time. My old, beautiful and perfect life slipped trough my fingers I knew that it would happen but it still makes me...not sad, I guess I'm just feeling lonley.
I love life, just because I can choose how to live it. It's mine.
Happiness >.<
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