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Friday, January 29, 2010
Friends are lovely.
It's pretty late right now, well earlier than usual but I'll be up most of the night doing my lovely exam reviews. Need to start drinking coffee, even though it stains your teeth! My god, it is expensive to clean your teeth. I finished my English exam yesterday, I'm not satisfied with what I have, but it's a lot better then nothing. I haven't even started studying for Bio, pre-cal is so so I guess; if you count rewriting all of your notes as reviewing.

About the title for today's post. We're all very complicated creatures, humans are quite complicated. Emotions are complicated, the world is pretty damn complicated. Thus, everything is complicated well probably not everything but you know what I mean. In High School right now, this is when things get very troublesome. When you enter High School your at the age of what? 13/14 and graduate at 17/18 depending on when is your birthday. In high school it's the time where you find yourself, it's at the time where a persons opinion can influence you. You don't know what the hell to think and what the hell you should do.

It's the time where you look for your so called real friends, how do you know that they are? Hah. Even I don't know, I'm still in goddamn high school. A teacher of mine told me, friends aren't going to be there for you 20 years from now. That's pretty damn true, y'know? As much as I'd love to be with my friends 20 years from now, it isn't realistic. They take up so much of your time during high school, but in the end they'll go away. Friends are lovely yeah?