-Dante Alighieri
Saturday, May 28, 2011
BBF.
I want a boy best friend who will call me beautiful, and like my photos on facebook, commenting them saying things such as the fact he’s proud to have me as a bestfriend. One that I can call up, crying about other boys, and him saying he’ll beat the shit out of them for me. A boy bestfriend who will drive me around like he’s my big brother, and kiss me on my cheek/forehead when he knows I’m upset. One who becomes friends with my boyfriend and one who calls me up to see what I’m doing. I want a boy best friend who will tell me when I’m wrong, and force me into fixing things and apologizing because he knows that it will make things better for me. I just want a perfect boy best friend, who will love me and protect me from all the other boys.Source: Tumblr Post
Friday Fun?
April 01, 2011
1:49 PM
I went to Taft late as the usual. Nothing's changed. Always came to school a little late. I let Rex join me in my class today because he said he's going to wait for a while 'till the accounting office opens again.
My DESCON class was so boring! We didn't do shit! Pur quiz was a total brain damaging moment -- I didn't get to pass it. Crap. So my professor discussed to us The 4 P's of uh, I forgot. Anyway, after his/her discussion s/he played a video about social marketing through teenagers. Sex and liberatism were the bull's eye shit to get the teen's attention. Well, while I was watching I get to realize that my surrounding (that includes my professor and my classmates) were not even paying attention to the video. They were like doing card magic tricks at the back so I was like: WTF?! Why don't s/he dismiss us already? It's killing me plus my stomach were angry because I haven't eaten a thing since I woke up. Whatever, I went outside my class to talk to Kai. And voila! My prof dismissed us finally!
We had lunch at Tattles. I ordered Fish Fillet. Ugh. Foooood!
I went back to SDA for my second class, to find out that half of the class were missing. Yeah man. Boring. Again. :|
After that, I went to chill at Yakitori with Kai, Neil and Nico.
Guess what?! I saw the ex babe of mine lurking around Marivic's. I was really surprised to see him there. Ugh. Expect the unexpected.
I drove home, well I dropped Justin at MOA. So, while I was driving, cars irritated me. Traffic as hell! From Pasay to Alabang. Geez. It's killing me. I was mad while I was driving because those motorcycle drivers were making singit to me and some guy kicked my bumper. Fuck! To my surprise, my Dad were at the back of my lane. Just a car away. At first he denied it was him but because of my powers he eventually admitted t'was him. LOL.
I really hated the traffic today. My legs are stressed now and I think I must rest them now.
And oh, we watched Sucker Punch pala at ATC. I liked it. Well, for me it was amazing. I don't know. Maybe because of the ladies in the movie. LOLWHUT.
K. I must sleep now. Good night!
Monday, May 23, 2011
Nostalgia? I hope not.
Facebook is one of my online accounts lingering around the internet. I go online every day and every night, checking for a new message or notification. Usually, I add only the persons whom I had a real connection with. Some are my brothers' friends and people I usually meet from a mutual friend.
One day, normal day of course. I was checking my profile and found out that my batch mate,Patricia Cruz have had tagged me a photo. I've enlarged the picture and I was surprised how old it was:
I found this on her photo album on Facebook entitled: Woodridge College Campus Crush SY '07-'08. LOL. I found it hilarious after I have read the entire title. I have forgotten this moment, this scene, this purpose why they took this shot. I forgot who's the photographer. I don't know.
I FORGOT MY WHOLE SENIOR YEAR. I didn't know why, or how. The moments were blurry and some things are missing. Well, I admit that my high school life was a waste, nothing but a complete life of the bullied, mistreated, new student. I didn't have any stable school ever since I came home from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. It's hard really - transfer school from time to time. Having no stable friends, education and stuff. You wouldn't understand.
I see all my batch mates missing their high school life while I sit here missing nothing from it. Nostalgia for them, nothing for me. It's the only part of my life which I would like to throw away. It didn't do me any good, people keeps on insulting and judging and giving a fuck about the crap I like, what I do, the way I wear my long hair, how thin I was back then, how friendly I was, how it was a big deal for me having lots of friends from the opposite sex and how they didn't understand that I grew up abroad with only boys as my playmates, how they could not understand my humor, how they could not understand my smile, how I offer my friendship. They didn't understand anything from it. It's too easy for them to make me feel like I'm an outcast. They are just heartless, immature, youth who thinks fame is everything. Well, that's my rant there. HURTFUL ain't it?
Saturday, May 14, 2011
My Ideal Guy ♥
Someone I can call my best friend.
Comforts me when I`m upset.
Surprises me with flowers during ordinary days.
Holds my hand and makes sure everything will be alright.
Dances with me even without music.
Surprises me with kisses.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
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