My LifeA Story by Frankie NguyenNot necessarily a story, but maybe an idea for a new book? I don't know. Let me know what you think. REDONE!So, yeah back at square numero uno...once again. You know I’m starting to get real tired of this game. It’s always the same you know. That whole boy meets girl or girl meets boy s**t is so not true. Things like that just don’t happen now-a-days. Then again maybe they just don’t happen to me. That could be it, maybe it’s just me. You’d think I would know, but I don’t. All I know is that every time I think I’ve got something good reality turns around and bites me in the a*s and reminds me that happy s**t like love just doesn’t happen to me. “True love” is such a f*****g lie. Sure people say I’m just bitter because, I’ve been fucked over so many times and that may be true, but seriously what’s wrong with me? I don’t see anything wrong about me. I don’t see what’s not to like. I’m the easiest person to please. I’m talented in many ways. I’m an athlete, an artist, I modeled, I’m smart, and a badass mom in my opinion. I like to play sports and watch sports on the television. I can dance to just about any genre of dance. I’m an active swimmer. I love to write and I’ve been published twice. I love to draw and paint. I did ceramics for a year. I used to model and I have the pictures to prove it. I’m going to be starting college as a sophomore and I’m only eighteen. I started college classes when I was a junior in high school. I’m a mother to an amazing little boy. Sure, I’m not the prettiest but, I’m not a Saint Bernard either. I’m half Filipino and half Caucasian. My eyes are a sparkling dark brown. My hair is silky brown and I have a forever olive tone to my skin. I’m five foot two and about one hundred and thirty five pounds. I go to the gym regularly and plan to reach a weight of one hundred and ten pounds. I don’t usually wear makeup and love to wear hats. I can play any video game you give me. I go fishing, hiking, and I love the outdoors. I’m a well rounded girl so seriously what’s not to like? I think that the little fat kid that makes people fall in love just needs archery lessons.... Anyway, I’ve learned the hard way that falling for people just isn’t my thing. Though I can do a lot of things love just isn’t one of them. Every time I decide to open up and give it my all they bounce. I’m to the point now where I won’t open up to anyone, because of the fear that they’re just going to up and leave one day. I can’t do that to my son. If someone wants to be with me then we’re going to have to work hard at it. It’ll be work sure, but it’s worth it. I’m truly a great girlfriend if they’d only give me the chance. Instead I wind up with a broken heart, oceans full of tears, and money wasted on Kleenex boxes instead of diapers. For the past four years my life is a horror story with trickles of sunlight. To fully understand what I mean by that we’ll have to start at the beginning. When we’re done we’ll end up here, where I am now. I worry about graduating in two weeks and final exams, about starting college this Fall, about raising my son and about him..... © 2013 Frankie NguyenAuthor's Note
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