The most difficult thing
I feel like the most difficult thing for me to do is help y'alls problems.
Like it's hard to comment how to help because I'm suffering through that problem right now
I have Spring Break, and the last ten weeks of school is probably going to be either less hard or more stressful.
But I've suffered that kind of situation before, but it's through family situations. I can rant out a few stuff
I hate being compared to my brother. My mom complains I'm too loud. She complains that I laugh obnoxiously. She complains I'm not ladylike. She complains that I hate jewelry. She complains that I have to sit ladylike. She complains if I don't put lotion more often on my face boys won't like me.
I only hate my mom for comparing me to my "goody-two" brother.
I can even list out some factors that i learned before he was supposed to learn in his childhood years
1. Learn how to use the damn chopsticks
Seriously. I learned how to use chopsticks since I was six, and he learned how to use it when he was fourteen.
2. Know how to pronounce Vietnamese words in a certain way
The way how we pronounce Vietnamese words is critical, because one slip makes a words mean something else. My brother speaks in a monotone voice, while I can actually pronounce words the right way
3. I'm not socially awkward.
My brother almost texted to his somewhat-girlfriend "Hey, do you want to go to the movies with me? My mom is asking you to." I'm dead serious. I facepalmed when my mom ask him what he wrote before he sent he message. He had to exclude the last sentence.
Those are the major ones, but I'm not gonna let them in my head.
I can tell my mom is still accepting my personality, I can still wait.
It's probably gonna be until college
But I'm also here because I'm thinking about writing a FrUk on Wattpad
Because most FrUk fanfictions here are bad and the good ones are only at Fanfiction
Here's the short summary I was working on at 1:30 in the morning
"Why do we have a such strong connection with each other?"
After a brutal argument, there is separation. During a separation, major accidents occur. After those major accidents, all past memories are gone. With those memories blank, searching for them is top priority.
Arthur Kirkland and Francis Bonnefoy. Men with amnesia who are digging for their memories. When date brings them back together again, they can't help wonder why the other seems quite significant in their lives.
"It's because deep in our memories, they are telling our hearts that we belong to each other."
What do ya think?
I'm taking title suggestions as well. It's fine if you don't answer ☺️
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