
Rahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Okay, lemme tell you something.
My gpa is
2.2 ):
Many thoughts were in my mind last night, and BAM, I thought of something.
Searching for the right guy, is like searching for a ring from a pool of ring.
To choose a ring, you got to try them on one by one.
Its so hard to find the perfect one, some have missing blings,
while some are too small to fit, when put them on and take them off,
there will be friction, thats the part where you'll get hurt.
And, for every ring you get, there's always a price to pay(:
Okayyy, this is crap.
I can't believe it, I'm counting down to the start of school, goshh.
I need a makeover luh, any willing party to makeover me? Heeheeez.
I'm so sick of how I look like, I need to change my hairstyle,
which is probably impossible. Changing back to brown lenses, they make me feel better about myself, somehow. I don't wanna wear heels to school, they hurts.BOOHOOS. Off to watch teevee naossssssssssssssssssss.
yourtruly,
Chloe<3