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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:05kimmy05.blog.co.uk,2009-11-10:/</id><title>Kimmayz Life</title><link rel="self" href="http://05kimmy05.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://05kimmy05.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T19:50:47+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:05kimmy05.blog.co.uk,2006-10-28:/2006/10/28/email_forward~1270903/</id><title>Email forward</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://05kimmy05.blog.co.uk/2006/10/28/email_forward~1270903/"/><author><name>05kimmy05</name></author><published>2006-10-28T14:52:06+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T14:52:06+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Read This...It has gotta to be one of the saddest things I have read &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7th grade&lt;br&gt;
Stared at the guy next to me.&lt;br&gt;
He was my so called "best friend".&lt;br&gt;
I stared at his short, silky hair, and wished he was mine.&lt;br&gt;
But he didnt notice me like that, I knew it.&lt;br&gt;
After class he walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before and&lt;br&gt;
handed them to him.&lt;br&gt;
He said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna Be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and I don`t why...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;11th Grade&lt;br&gt;
The phone rang.&lt;br&gt;
On the other end it was him.&lt;br&gt;
He was in tears, mumbling on and on about how his love had broke his heart.&lt;br&gt;
He asked me to come over because He didn't want to be alone, so I did.&lt;br&gt;
As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his soft eyes, wishing he was mine.&lt;br&gt;
After 2 hours, a drew barrymore movie, &amp; 3 bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep.&lt;br&gt;
He looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love him but&lt;br&gt;
I'm just too shy, and i ask why &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Senior Year&lt;br&gt;
The day before prom he walked to my locker. "My date is Sick" he said; she's not gonna&lt;br&gt;
go.&lt;br&gt;
Well I didnt have a dAte and in 7th qrade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together just as "best friends".&lt;br&gt;
So we did.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Prom niqht&lt;br&gt;
After everything was over I was standing, at his front door step.&lt;br&gt;
I stared at him, he smiled at me I want him to be mine, but he doesn`t think of me like that and I kno it.&lt;br&gt;
Then he said "I Had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;
I wanna tell him, I want him to kno that I don`t want to be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and I don`t kNow why&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Graduation Day&lt;br&gt;
A day passed, then a week, then a month.&lt;br&gt;
Before I could blink, it was graduation day.&lt;br&gt;
I watched as his perfect body floated like an anqel up on stage to qet his diploma.&lt;br&gt;
I wanted him to be mine, but he didnt notice me like that, and I knew it.&lt;br&gt;
Before everyone went home, he came to me in his smock and hat, and cried as I hugged him.&lt;br&gt;
Then he lifted his head from my shoulder and said, you`re my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the Cheek.&lt;br&gt;
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and I don`t know why &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A Few Years Later&lt;br&gt;
Now I sit in the pews of the church.&lt;br&gt;
That guy is gettinq married now.&lt;br&gt;
I watched him say "i do" and drive off to his new life, married to another woman.&lt;br&gt;
I wanted him to be mine, but he didn`t see me like that and I knew it.&lt;br&gt;
But before he Drove away, he came to me n said you came!" he said. "thanks!" and kissed me&lt;br&gt;
on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;
I wanna tell him, I want him to know that i dont wanna be just friends, I love him but I`m just too shy, and i don`t know why.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Years passed,&lt;br&gt;
I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my "best friend".&lt;br&gt;
At the service they read a journal entry he had wrote in his high school years.&lt;br&gt;
This is what it read:&lt;br&gt;
I stare at her wishing she was mine, but she doesn`t notice me like that, and I know it. I wanna tell her, i want her to kno that I don`t wanna be just friends, I love her but I'm&lt;br&gt;
just too shy, and I don`t know why.&lt;br&gt;
I wish she would tell me she loved me...&lt;br&gt;
I wish I did too.&lt;br&gt;
I thought to myself, and I cried &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dont u wish they would love u and not hesitate to tell u... that forward made me sad.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://05kimmy05.blog.co.uk/2006/10/28/email_forward~1270903/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:05kimmy05.blog.co.uk,2006-10-26:/2006/10/26/~1263066/</id><title>...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://05kimmy05.blog.co.uk/2006/10/26/~1263066/"/><author><name>05kimmy05</name></author><published>2006-10-26T11:05:41+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T11:05:41+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Alkeda is awesomeness &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":p" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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