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Wednesday, October 13, 2004


   Poetry Semi-Finalist, All-boy private school Dance on Saturday
I got home and went to my computer, which I had left on since lunch time, to check if my poems were all printed out. I was surprised to see that a poem I had subscribed to an online worldwide contest for young poets under 18 years old got selected for publishing and to be judged in the final round... That doesn't change the fact that I suck and that I have no talents or qualities whatsoever. <_<

HISTORY TEST TOMORROW! HELP! S.O.S.! I'm so going to die, I hate history and I had a C+ in my French exam! I don't know what to do, I can't tell my mother!! She'll kill me! ;_; I have to study, but it's no use I suck at history!

Anyway, keep comments coming!

P.S.

There's this dance at the local all-boys private school on Saturday!! When Yuna told me, all I could think of was of myself crying at a corner for being lonely all night. But then, Yuna pointed out that I needed a boyfriend and that in an all-boys school I would probably find the kind of guy I'm looking for: a kind, polite, inteligent gentleman. *sigh* The problem is I'll almost definitely find him... but that doesn't mean he'll like me. I'm ugly, stupid, fat, I have no talents! What could a guy as perfect as that ideal see in me?

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