A great dayy... maybee.. idtss...

i can't imagine how my life would be if i will stay like before i was changed.. before it was the holidays.. the way my hands go softly like a balerina's hand waving towards each step of her choreography.. I made a sudden somehow.. by simply acting as nothing did happen.. i sort of acted like there was no one to care about me in school.. no one to recognize my face.. which is now cured from the pimples i've gotten from the guy i were before i changed.. i really appriciated all my friends' suggestion to change myself to the old me again.. the old me who is recently always soft talking.. loud voicee... over-acting (thiss.. i am not sure but some said soo..) confident.. always proud ( thiss.. alsoo..) and always being very.. veryy.. sensitive.. now, i am really energized always being who i wanted to be.. and always being whom i should really be.. i was always hoping to get a very delightful day on the next day as the sun risses and wakens up all the clouds around the sky which danced as the day was going through.. my life was never like this.. before i've changed.. i always can't wait for school to see all the childrens, the nurserys and the teens to start their day at school which was quite enjoyable to me to see all of them talking with each others' friends and talking about the latest news flash they've just knew.. some were just nagging to his other friend.. saying that he does'nt even get to get his deep sleep.. i guess if there is a person saying this.. he or she must know that one day.. we will sleep and rest forever.. i entered the classroom this morning carrying my three best friends as the daylight shines at my dry face.. my bagpack, my green metal bottle and my recycling bag which i just used a couple of days.. as i went inside.. the class was filled with no one except mizan, joshua and emelia b. .. they are the early comers which i had realized everytime i went inside the class everyday.. i had just got a great time listening to mizan's chitchattering voice as he spoke to joshua about something even a maniac would'nt even be able to hear.. as i opened my twillight notebook.. everything was silent as i concentrated on the words printed on every page of the delicant novel... today i had a great time.. maybe.. i don't think this word will satisfy me.. infact.. my life would just be just even more delivant of everyone would just stop saying to me i am not happy.. i would say i am loving the attitude and will permenantize it for the futuree..