Lesbians...

Ok lol. Just yesterday i knew that my roommate is a lesbian, today she told me directly!!! Waahhh now i feel bad telling all my friends and my mum about it... She seemed really hurt from her past experiences... And the part she talk bad about me, i've resolve it after a good night of swimming. I remembered the hysteria that happenned in the drama Romance in the Rain just because a guy decided to read his girl's diary. A diary is something you write in the moment of anger, sadness, etc. It is often exaggerated and hurtful as that is what we are feeling when we write about it. Alright... I've really not thought that the world is so complicated, really. But after all this series of events, somehow i'm turning back to God. I feel that this is the way he prepares me for the world. After the big confession, we started talking about what we have experienced.

Ok this is going to be a long story. To make things simple, i'll just write the gist of it.
1. I admit i was weird when i first come to my new home stay.
2. By the time i realised i was weird, everyone hated me.
3. The next year, i tried to change myself, and i got a new roommate.
4. I saw a lesbian movie magazine on her shelves and that really cured me of my bad habit. I've read a story from 'chicken soup', about this guy who hug everyone to spread his love message. He even hugged someone really disgusting, but ended up saving that person. Since then, i always believe that hugging people is comforting to them. So i've turned into quite the hugger... And ended up scaring people...and ended up being hated and labeled weird. Anyway, the lesbian movie magazine totally cured me of my hugging habit.
5. My lesbian roommate, for some reason, fall in love with my housemate.
6. She told the roommate of the person she likes (my housemate) that she is lesbian and she likes her roommate.
7. The roommate of the person who my roommate likes was super freaked out, and hola! My roommate became an outcast.
8. Argh i can't take this roommate that roommate!!! Let's just give them a name. Ok my my roommate, the lesbian, is called ML. She likes my housemate, also her housemate, called V. V has a roommate called CC.
9. So one day CC told me that ML is a lesbian.
10. The next day ML told me she is lesbian.
11. Then we bitch a lot about CC and V. This is the best part; ML told me when she first came here, V and CC keep talking bad about me to her. They even said, 'we tried to bully her so that she can move out from the house. We tried all sorts of things but don't know why, she could take it all.' OH.MY.GOD. man, i'm so glad they said that. I've been thinking that i'm an over sensitive freak, but turns out my fears are true. I'm so glad i didn't move out. Now i know i'm a very strong girl. I'm so proud of myself...
12. Somehow CC was outside the door, suddenly knocked and ask me about which cookies i want.
13. So we thought she heard them all.

Ok whatever man. I don't really care anymore. I'm just going to take whatever life has given me. Anyways God will never put us through something he thought we won't be able to handle...