There once was a girl 
                              A little girl with a silk blue headband 
                              with a matching teal and blue dress 
                              She skipped and hopped 
                              and jogged and walked
                              and everything instead
                              On a very very day
                              She met a tiger. 
                              A tiger like no other
                              He was sweet and malicious 
                              and everything indeed
                              He saw the little girl like no other
                              He saw a light as slippery as butter 
                              For it comes and goes
                              A very fast flight
                              The grass a side on the prairie creek 
                              It radiates with life
                              but it shone even more
                              as the little girl passed by 
                              And to this day...
                              Does her light still shine?
                              Or has it gone with the wind
                              the breeze from a very strong maw....
                              -Ji
                              Soooooooooo~ we had to write a story in class... mhm this is what it became.... *sigh* I'll do Truth #13 today in case I can't tomorrow.... I just failed another test today... (idk the grade but I'm pretty sure I failed)... I have a huge prep test tomorrow so I get to miss most of my classes ^^ and then another bunch of tests on the remainder of the week... TnT
                              ahh the eye in the media section?^ I got bored in that very same class we had to do the writing... so while everyone was focused on the book (the students took turn reading aloud) I was drawing with my pen... mhm 
                              such a good student XD
                              P.S. I have a problem with pictures too... I can't help but do different effects on them...
                                      
                                          
                                   
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serendipity 一 poems
Poetryshort poems by a teenage girl who changes her style multiple times throughout this book. 11/13/15 - #34
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  