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Yeah... such a hectic month this month was. Fighting, break-ups, make-ups, more fighting, and one final break-up.

Jorge and I had several fights this month. Only to break up twice and - thank the gods - make up twice. Then mother and I got into fights. But I guess it turned out alright. Some regulations have been set but I still get to see my love. But bleh... Leah and David broke up. But they haven't gotten back together. For some reason, I always thought they would never ever break up. They looked so happy and perfect in my eyes. It really got me to think about things when Jorge brought me the news. But I've got hope sooner or later they'll get back together. Who knows? Maybe they'll even get married later on in life. I hope they do.

So...it's Thanksgiving Break. THANK THE STARS! No school! Hell yeah, man! Only one thing would make this the most welcome part of the year so far: that Jorge would be with me right now. Yeah, he went back home for the break to be with his family. It's good though, I love it that he cares so much about his family. Besides, it'll make us want to see eachother more by the time the break's over hehe.

I feel lost without him. Whenever I want to talk to him, I remember he's out of the country. Damned phone bills. Damn them to the last level of Hell. They'll be nice feed to the devil's fireplace.

But just then, a phonecall comes in. It's him. Oh gods, it's him! And even after only a couple minutes on the phone, I feel new and refreshed and just bursting with energy! Even if we were away from one another for years and only a letter a month were recieved, I'd still believe our love will forever exist!

I don't know what I would've done if we had stayed apart. I don't want to think about it. Because all I've been thinking about all these days...is about him. Every single thought that crosses me, involves him.

Whatever happens, I want him to always be part of my life and I of his. Ah...I love him.

always,
Sofi

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Blarg. I'm bored. My boyfriend is playing FF11 right now so we can't talk online. BASTARD! lol...that game is so fuggin awesome hehe. It's so awesome that my name ("Michiko") wasn't taken bwuahaha. I'm gonna go over on the weekend and play some hehe ^^. Update later when I'm bored again or something. Bai!

New icon! I stole it from www.zug.com freakin funny and awesome website...there, I gave it credit ^^ ha ha you can't sue me!!!

First off:


lol... Believe me, I'm not an architect. The world exists not only to be understood, but to be explored and awed at its wonders. I may be like an architect. But my soul's like a painter, given only a small brush and a world for a canvas. The paints are feelings.

Hell, I'm no abstract artist - I'm a musician but you get my meaning hehe.

Oh! On other news, I was talking to my friend in French II (goddamn, that woman teaches us nothing!) and she was talking to me about her singing classes. Then I mentioned that I'm in a band and we're looking for a singer but she refused lol. But she told me that I'd make a good singer if I learn how to sing and play my guitar/bass at the same time. I know how to do that....er...except the singing part lol. So I think I'm gonna start taking lessons. Hopefully my band will get somewhere this time.

Wish me luck!

xoxo,
bunny, t3h ninja

It was but ten minutes. But those ten minutes were the worst ten minutes of my life. In those ten minutes, it seemed like it was a life-time.

Barely past the ten months and then, the night of homecoming, he breaks up with me. He's got every reason to do so. The gods know he's right about me. But I swear on anyone, anything...that I do try to better myself as to not hurt him. I do try to change my paranoid behavior. I try. But I guess sometimes trying is just not good enough.

Sometimes...when I'm overwhelmed by his love, I secretly think I'm not good enough for him. Usually I'd think this every second of my life with him but he doesn't let me hehe.

I keep wondering, however, how it is that he can love me. I hurt him so badly. I never knew how much I really do hurt him...but now I know. Now I know. And it hurts me two fold for the reason that I hurt him so badly.

Yet, ten minutes after he breaks up with me, we're back together again. He says that he can't live without me and I feel the same way. But then I run over the words that he said in the last ten minutes... "I can't take this shit anymore"..."I'm fucking tiered of this"..."Do you want to go home? I thought I'd spend the rest of the night making you happy one last time"..."After tonight, it's over"...and worst of all... "I think we'd both be happier if we broke up. I wouldn't have to deal with this shit anymore and you could go back to being with your 'friends'".

All his arguments seem so reasonable except for three things: I love him and I will not let him go unless he tells me straight out that he wants to leave me...and...he said he loved me. I'd break my own heart in order for him to be happy.

I love him...and those ten minutes seemed like a life-time in a nightmare...telling him, but mostly myself that this was not happening...that we shouldn't break up. It felt like I was just litterally and emotionally falling apart...breaking into tiny pieces and then burning coldly in the face of oblivion. But he caught me, and held me together when I was about to fall apart. And right now, I'm the happiest girl in the world...thankful for his love and cherishing it like nothing else I've loved before.

You know...they say you never realize what you've lost until it's gone. But those ten minutes made me look again at what I had already realized: The man that I love is even greater than the man he was yesterday. I love him. He is my hero, my role-model, my heart, and my soul mate.

Heh...no witty quote to type last today. Only love spread in the form of language.

Always,
Sofi

I layed there, snug in his bed, watching tv while he played Planetside. I looked at the midday light coming through the window, slightly dimmed by the blinds. And then I looked at him. I closed my eyes and listened to the whirring of the fan above me.

And everything just felt so right. Everything feels so right.

Just like going to a rock show. Everyone's so packed, everyone's sweaty. But everyone jumping up and down in unison, every single soul is feeling the music, everyone just thriving on the energy, the music. The band gives all its energy to the crowd and the crowd returns it and it just goes on forever! Such a wonderful feeling!

It feels -so- right.

When I'm on his bed, this is the same feeling I get. I feel so loved, so ... so much like I'm a little part of something really big, but nonetheless essential. It brings tears to my eyes. When I'm with him, without him, on his bed, in a show, in my room, in my sleep... it always feels right.

It feels like love.

i love him...and it tares me to pieces when he doesn't believe a word out of my mouth. it shreds me...there i am hopelessly trying to get him to believe. i might be a liar...but not to him. i don't lie to him. as rediculous as my excuses are...they're the truth. i don't know why they all have to be so stupid...but that's my luck right there.

...and then, as sweet which he is, he tells me he loves me...just out of nowhere with a happy tone from the other side of the telephone. he can't stay mad at me, he says...and god knows i can't either. that he believes me. and at last i am greatful for whatever that made him change his mind. but the sudden change of heart confuses me. i have been around people who hold grudges my whole life...me included.

and i evny him...if not for having such a light heart, then for being so pure

i've never met a man like that in my 15 years of life. i know i am young but everything inside me stirs when i see him and when he touches me, oh heavens let me hold time still! if i'm not thinking of him when i'm awake, then i'm dreaming of him in my sleep. and if i'm not with him in person, then i just have to be with him on the phone or internet. gods who made him, you grant me a gift which i am unworthy of! how can he love me when all i seem to do is hurt him? how can he put up with me...fight after fight?

and the instant i'm in his arms, he tells me it'll all be better. and when he's done reading this, he'll call me, tell me that he loves me and i'll revel in his love. he gave me the courage to look in the mirror when all i could see was a piece of trash. and when i'm scared or can't sleep or on the verge of tears, he's always there to hold me and to chase the fears away...to kiss my tears away.

just my luck. i get all the worst occurings...but it's a small price to pay for having the best luck of all: the most perfect man in the world...and all the love that comes with him.

i hope everyone in this world finds their soul mate. i already have. as different as we might be (the gods know we are!). if anyone out there who is reading this and hasn't found their true love yet...don't give up and have hope that you will some day. and if you find yourself not believing me, then it's ok...i'll believe for all of you. there -is- love out there, people...just gotta get out and look for it.

love,
sofi

So yeah! Today's Monday, eh? It feels more like a Friday to me lol. Today was one of the most ultra super mega giga fun Mondays of foreverness!
Jorge came over right after school and we ate burritos that my fantasticular mum made for us. He fell asleep for like two hours afterwards hehe. I don't mind one bit! I was done with homework within half an hour and then played Animal Crossing for the GC for like the remainder of the 2 hours. Then my bro came into my room and brought his rented copy of Resident Evil: Zero and so we played with the room all dark and stuff until 9 and it got really scary. Good thing I was sitting right next to Jorge...I pretended to be very scared (eventhough I really was just a tad bit scared lol) and I clung close to him hehe *ebil smirk*. So that was fun. Then after we (bro and I) took Jorge home, we played some SSB...which I p0wned at ^^
*yawns* ok well I think I'll update a bit later if I get bored and/or can't sleep. Ah...I think I'm starting to get really really really addicted to that box of 128-bit goodness. Oh well...it's probably just like the time I began to dream DDR arrows in my sleep...heh hehe...

You represent... hope.
You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopeless
romantic. You enjoy being creative and don't
mind being alone at times. You have goals, and
know what you want in life... even if they are
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Erm...yes well that kinda nails it O.o; And about my goals being far fetched...woo....these guys are good -.-

hiyo! well, i just transfered from live journal and i must say this is cooler ^^; otay wish me luck!