K is one big fat mess up.

K, is one of my store's manager. He's one heck of a nice guy. But I don't believe in nice guys, I don't believe guys are ever good. Inside outside, they're just lies. And, K has proved my theory right. Believe it or not, my trust in guys, was never there. I don't even know why I decided to in half confide in him about my work issues, I didn't tell him everything and thank god I didn't. It's like to FREAKING HELL with him, so I asked him how much notice I had to give b4 I quit work, and it escalated into Miss Elaine over hearing him telling others I wanted to resign. And she pep talked me into saying, I'LL NEVER LEAVE. So I hate him so much at this moment in time.

Someone

I need someone for me, for me to tell my everything. How stupid is it, that i have 'best friends' and I can't confide in them worst still I'm keeping things from them. I feel crappy all the time, maybe the biggest mistake was working. but, I know it's not. I feel happy, no matter how tiring it is I am enjoying work and though I complain (lot, my image la ha-has) I'm crazy in love with working, with being with my co workers, being there to service customers. But, my 'friends' weren't and still aren't supportive of me. They tell me to quit, resign, and retire any chance they can. As a teenager why wouldn't I rather be with the crowd? I have a family to help support, I'm not them! it's depressing sia

Something got me into blogging again, or rather someone. So I'll blog, I'll blog my heart out :) And, I'll tell you my story.

A guy and a girl were speeding at over 100mph on a deserted road on a motorcycle.

Girl: Slow down, you're going too fast. I'm scared!

Boy: C'mon, don't worry. I know what i'm doing! You're having fun right?
...
Girl: No..please stop, i'm really scared.

Boy: Tell me you love me.

Girl: I LOVE YOU! Now please slow down!

Boy: Give me a hug.

*Girl hugs him*

Boy: Can you help me out here? Take my helmet off and put it on you? It's bugging me.

In the paper the next day...

A motorcycle has crashed into a building due to brake failure. 2 people found, but only 1 survived.

Truth..Half way down the road, the guy realized that his brake broke. But he didn't want the girl to know...Instead, he make her say she loved him, and felt her hug for one last time. Then make her wear his helmet so that she would live, even though he know he would die. If you would do this for someone, that's true love.

#I would.

I don't have a guy that would do this for me.

I have looked through my blog briefly...there are alot of posts of course! I used to be so loyal to writing in faithfully day after day...

I'm going to re-make this blog to live again...since my real diary(book) has gone missing and I have alot of thoughts in my head right now...its not such a bad idea after all^^ lets me practice my english too...its pretty useful to be able to type so quickly also...so its a win win win situation...

Things hav'nt been going too well thats why i have'nt logged in for a long time,so well er...yeah my relationship with my mom is painful as ever and school is painful as ever so er..yea