Nope. No thanks to a horror-scene-come-to-live.
Thanks to Urban Dictionary, made my day. I won't mind if it's mars away from reality. A little self-comfort never killed no one, last time I checked.
And no again, I'm not a narcissist. Well maybe just tad bit of a vain personality. ;)
Hour glass frame you say? *checks mirror* Oh how I rued almost instantaneously.
Blue eyes, I would kill to have it. Then again it probably wouldn't suit me. It's okay for a little split-second fantasy.
So anyway, last year of high school seems vague? I have this indefinite notion and half of me seems thrilled but the other has a heavy heart.
On the contrary, last year of high school = senior year. All there's left to deal with now are the classes on the same floor. Juniors ain't got nothing on me.
Still I wonder how will I do once I get out. We all have dreams to chase, but some run faster than others.
Well I was told to go with the flow, cuz the flow keeps flowing. *lame pun*
Let's just say that I'll make the best out of the year. Wishing for the goody goody days to come.
Fingers crossed, C.
