Not-so-dear blogger reader,
Right now, I'm doing the third phase (Gold and Silver Application Phase) of my Illuminated Manuscript. I 've no idea why the word plasticity is always on my mind. Yeah, I've written a lot of blogs about that. And it was usually about a person or two. I've no idea why my social life seems to be a synthetic mishap right now. Sure, I've got friends. Lots and lots of them. I've got those who are academically inclined; those who are socially inclined. Some think they're highly-respected; others think they're social perverts. I have a diversified plethora of humans whom I have a social connection with (in other words, we're linked by friendship). How come I think that they're just befriending me to survive in class? Yeah, I know I'm not the type of person whom you'd hang out with just to get noticed or to get positive comments. I don't like getting noticed much. Nah. I guess I'm still looking for a Homo sapien who can hang out, chill and just have fun. Someone who won't desert for some pathetic, I-have-someone-else-to-hang-out-with reason. I think I just really lack trust and confidence to share with my friends. I've put a large share of my trust and confidence stocks unto myself. That results to pride. Yeah. I know it's bad but nobody can really survive High School without it. So yeah, anyway....
Well, whatever their reason is, how do I sort out the materialistic liars? I guess that's a question yet to be answered by my mind and yet to be helped on by God.
So yeah.
I'll sign off from writing... For now.
-suezo94-
P.S.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is so unsatisfying;the first time that the phenomenal, usually suspense-inducing spell Avada Kedavra didn't make me curse. Dammit.
