#124.
First off. I have an inkling it was you. I have an strong 'hunch' that you were the one to anonymously tried to tick me off. I bitch on my blog? Please. At least I don't have to go and hide behind a glowing screen to be able to have enough pride to insult people to their face, or rather their computer monitor. I'd rather not even tell them straight up, because why? Because I know other people have feelings, I know they feel hurt and insulted when someone insults them. Your lack of self esteem is amusing. That you would string words together to imply her and I are the bad guys? Wow. C was right. That's called time wasted.

Whatever. Words about you are words wasted. Lovely.
One more little note, even though I've said this before. I write here because I want to get things off my chest. I want to put it out there so I don't feel bottled up. I don't expect anyone to read it, whether it be friends or strangers. This is to just get it out there.

ANYWAY. Such a sour note, hahas. Today, we finished our film! *clapclap*
Long hours of slaving over T's Mac, just to put together the garbage 'horror' movie we planned in so much detail. Oh! I can't wait for the first day of school tomorrow, and the debut of our fantastic movie to our teachers. (By the way, that was sarcasm.)



I'm sorry. I just thought that was so me.

Hello, this is Tien. This blog is the remains of the unconventional cliches and angsty phrases of my teenage years. (Plus a new one every now and then)
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