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ා Journal of a Dreamer ා
by Miss Dreamer

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Tempers, Trouble And A Super Long Entry

12/15/2012

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SATURDAY
15th December 2012, 6.44 PM.

Remember me? YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT IT'S THAT PESKY DREAMSIGNATURE, OH YEAH!! I'm writing again 'cause I left a couple of things out in the previous entry. *Derpface*

Well, umm...*blink* AUGH! I FORGOT AGAIN! Wait, I just need a moment, umm...oh, yeah! Well, sometimes, I just-MERDE. I have to eat my dinner. I'll be back later. -_-

15th December 2012, 6.57 PM.

I'M BACK! I'll have to hurry before my parents call me to bath. Anyway, remember I mentioned that I like to write Journals with notebooks and pens in my first entry? Well, they're (of course) private. But I sometimes badly want someone to read them. I used to, though, with rules. They have to read it ONLY when I'm there and they can only read one page at a time. I don't show my Journals anymore, though, 'cause there was this incident when I wrote something bad about my best friend when we were having an argument. The next day, she accidentally saw it. And we had a class pet at that time. It was her hamster. She wouldn't allow me to touch the hamster. I have a umm...huge temper. I cried but I wasn't feeling sad. I WAS FEELING ANGRY!! Sometimes, when I seriously do not feel like crying, I start crying then I can't stop. That's when I'm angry. Usually, I just manage to hold them in my eyes, then too much water is balanced in my lower eyelid and the tear spills. I, um, sort of turned her table over in anger. Then, she told our form teacher and the form teacher called us to the computer lab. When I arrived, she was already there. When the teacher asked my side of the story, I told her the truth. I found out that my best friend exagarrated (I hope I spelled that correctly) two facts. One, she said that I wrote in my Journal that she was a dumb-ass cry-baby. I wrote that she was a dumb-ass troublemaker (sorry for the vulgarity 3: ). And then she said that I THREW her table. I was like, what??? Her table was so heavy I don't even know what she put in there. Anyway, my form teacher read my Journal. And she saw the entry I had written (when I was crying) after the entry I had written about my best friend. This time, I wrote an actual bad word (but not the F word!!!!).

Now, I don't write bad words anymore but I still think them. Do you think you could give me advice on how to, I don't know, shut out this words or something? I hate thinking bad words. The only thing that restrains me is my other self (I argue with her a lot X3).

The second thing, is, I like feedback. And comments. That's 'cause well, you know I like reading, right? I like reading stuff like feedback or comments or whatever too. Like at YouTube, while waiting for a video to load, I read the comments. Not all, though, I'm more interested in watching the video. :3

I remember that there was another thing I wanted to say but I forgot it (man, I have such a forgettery). Also, anyway, I'm using the iPad to write this entire entry 'cause my parents told me to stop using the computer. Oh yeah! The third thing is that I'm having my school end-of-year holidays.

Well, that's a-OH MY GOD! THIS ENTRY IS SO LONG!!! I hope people actually bother to read it... ^^"

P.S. I hope I didn't make any spelling mistakes, the iPad doesn't underline any spelling mistake.
This is my Journal, where I will pour out my views, opinions, and thoughts. If you don't agree with any of those, well, I cannot tell you what to do but I ask you to please be polite when commenting. Thank you and have a nice day. :3

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