K so, I think it’s pretty appropriate to blog about the first month back in Toronto. There were many great stuff that has happened to me, and some not so much…
I returned back to town so happy to be able to see all of my friends again, but i drifted away from one. I couldn’t help it, nothing couldn’t have prevented it, I guess things really do happen for a reason. I was thinking what if we didn’t drift apart, maybe i wouldn’t have met him. I’m beyond happy talking to him. He’s fun, great hearted and everything. I promised myself i wouldn’t rush things, and I will try my best not to. I want this one to last quite a while. He’s usually not my type, but something just clicked. Today, I was talking to one of my friends, and he’s like “Why don’t you and him just go out?” My response? I want to take things slow. I’ve learned that by rushing things, it just makes things worse. You think you know the person, but you’re just infatuated by them. By rushing things, you don’t know the person at a deeper level, you only know and see what’s on the outside, not what’s on the inside ; and that’s what really matters.
With me & him, we may not see eachother often, but when we are together, it just feels right. I don’t need a guy to be with me twentyfourseven. Like I want sometime away from you so I can miss you, you know?
Another thing that kinda like caught me off guard was that Anonymous person who submitted : Joshua Lo? ;)
^ like really? I haven’t even heard of that name in so long. I haven’t even talked to the guy in like two years.
In conclusion, this was a pretty year changing month. It’s a pretty nice way to end it. I’m happy, and I’m glad I’m not grieving or depressed or anything like that. I am simply happy. Isn’t that what matters most? Making yourself happy? I don’t need drama over my ex, it’s just stupid. So Anonymous’ you should know better than to ask me if i’m over him. If you’re at trudeau, do you see me hanging around him? Tagging along him? Or even talking to him like I used to? No. It’s true he broke up with me, but i chose not to go back when he asked me if I wanted to. That, was my choice, and it stays the same t’ill this day. Plus, i’ve already got someone else on my mind. ;)
AHAHA, anywho, i welcome you December with a big smile. :D
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap. When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice. When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back. When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row. When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house. When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste. When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter. When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked. When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night. When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn. When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends. When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deep he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country. When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children. And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART. If you love your dad, reblog.
It’s Saturday night. Most of my friends are out having fun, hanging out with other friends and where am I? At home, watching tv, and on tumblr. My parents are so protective of me, they would probably never ever let me out this late. I wanna be with him right now. He’s out with his friends, and i really wanna hang out with him since i barely do at school. But like i just said, my parents would never ever let me. That’s why sometimes i had some freedom, to just go out whenever i want and hang out with my friends, and especially him.
I find that very disrespectful . Treat your girl with respect , cause you wouldn’t like if they were flirting with other guys and then going back to you like they did nothing wrong . Treat her special , and make sure she knows that you care for her . .
Don’t leave the one you love for the one you like, cause the one you like will leave you for the one they love . .
Everyone has breakups and eventually everyone gets over it. The best advice is that when your still young, it's not worth worrying about. Overall i think having a relationship is wonderful, but when it ends don't freak out, just move on.
Your eyes, your smile, your everything. I see you, my heart just kinda skips a beat. When you hug me, no one else is there. Just you and me. It's like all my troubles are gone, and all that matters is that you're here with me.