That is the after-effect of retardism.– Venus Shih
Sometimes, I wonder what it’s like to be a cloud. They’re so free up there in the sky… floating like there’s no tomorrow, which there is, of course. Sometimes, they become wisps of clouds, almost unseen in the blue sky, fading away, little by little. And sometimes, they become storm clouds, darkening the sky, threatening and menacing. What if I was a cloud? If I was happy,...
2 good + 2 be = 4 gotten
Wow. This year passed by so fast. I can still remember the first day of school like it was yesterday. Yesterday was the last day of school, and I’m going to miss every single one of you. There are no words to express how much I’m going to be missing you guys. Helen, there’s nothing that I can find to say that won’t make you cry, so instead, stop being so dead that you...
I’m so dead that I could die.– Helen