wise thinking

i am 19 years and 17 days old. probably 17 days wiser, heh? okay maybe not. college seems to play easy with me. thank you. but reality seems a little cruel. i hate you. but of course i have my pals who sticks.

four days ago, around 5pm i was told that my great grandmother has passed away. well, its fate. can't blame em can we? journey back seems so long. didnt really want to talk about this. maybe later.

here's the thing, i have two friends who are still in high school. just two, not more and not less. two people who i constantly listens to. those two, which i dont have to mention names because well, most people has already know. other than these two, theres this one in particular. people hate her, and so do i. i dont need some lifeless school girl telling me that i dont have a life. i know, shocking. well, here what you can do. you can tell all your classmates how cruel i am, or maybe how lifeless i could get. sure, its your time. and here's my advice, you come and talk to me when you left school, earn your own money and perhaps a car. there there, its a long way to go dont you think. i can brag too you know. like bragging on how you're chasing after my ex and my beloved brother. think about it, now you're satisfied because you have my ex by your side. how does that affect me? none. see, wise thinking little girl. shooh, go get a life.

so?