Tuesday, February 28, 2006 

i so do not want to find out what it feels like.

not all people like me, but i can confidently say that not all people hate me, either.

people shouldn't even try to fit in because we all do, naturally. but that's the beauty of it, see...Fitting In doesn't mean that you have to ride with your friends all the time. it doesn't mean that you always have to do the same things that they do, wear the things they wear, say the things they say or think the things they think. it means being comfortable with your place. if you're nice enough to make up for your faults, they won't try to drive you away.

it doesn't mean you have to (unsucessfully) try to use big words or astound them with intellect to impress them. not only does it make you sound cocky, it makes people notice how pretentious you are. especially when you start using BIG words the wrong way (and by the wrong way, i mean with the wrong definition. i mean, hello, you could at least use the friggin' dictionary. that's what it's there for.).

you don't have to try hard to distinguish yourself from them, either. as any effing IDIOT would know, we all possess unique qualities that will effortlessly distinguish us from our peers. no need to constantly try to speak in a language you obviously don't understand or even have the tongue to properly pronounce (this is especially annoying when a Certain Someone gets so friggin' cocky about it).

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cocky-->word of the day

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wala lang. asar.

tanong ko nga, ha...why are there people who do not have anything better to do? yung mga people na sa sobrang desperation eh nag-tutunog-stalker na...yung types of people na nagche-check ng blog ng ibang tao hindi dahil friends sila at curious siya kung anong pinaggagagawa ng kaibigan niya sa buhay, pero dahil, yun nga, parang may pagka-stalker na yung reasons...basta.

nakakainis.

hindi ba super annoying na bigla na lang i-qquote sa kalagitnaan ng class yung something na pinapabasa mo lang sa friends mo? at yung ikkukwento pa sa teachers at sa ibang friends mo...na parang kunyari patay-malisya pa xa, pero kitang kita yung mad gleam in his (ugly) eyes...

WHAT A FRIGGIN' LOSER.

naiisip ko lang ha...hindi mo ba pansin na lahat na ng tao, galit sa'yo? sa totoo lang ha. pati kanina sa computer café, naririnig ko yung mga ibang seniors na nag-rarant tungkol sa'yo.

kasi naman, ganito lang yun eh:
1. stop talking to yourself.
2. stop singing to yourself.
3. stop looking at broadcasting other people's faults. take a good hard look at yours. would it amuse you if i constantly commented on your pimples or your eyebrows?
4. stop raising your mcdo-ish eyebrows. it's soo annoying.
5. stop speaking in english. you might think you're good, but really, you're not. trust us. they laugh not because you amuse them, they laugh out of spite. because they hate you and like seeing you get embarassed.
6. stop being so plastic. yung type na kakausapin mo ka at mag-ssmile ka pa ng fake (trust me, you are soo not a good actor) tapos pagtalikod mo eh ikkwento ka pa sa ibang tao. o kaya, kung hindi mo mapigilan, at least make sure na hindi makakarating sakin. kasi sa totoo lang, lagi saking nabalik eh. it's funny really, seeing how desperate you are.
6. stop being so cocky.

dude, wake up.

if you weren't so obnoxious, disrespectful and cocky, we wouldn't hate you this much.

and besides, hindi lang ako ang galit.

KAYA WAG LANG AKO ANG PUNTERYAHIN MO.

parang hello, dude, get a friggin' life.

if you can't fix yours, don't FUCKING try to mess up MINE.

we're not starting your problems, you are.

so don't pin the blame on us.

you soo brought this upon youself.

now live with it.

and please, for the love of all that is HOLY, stop picking on me.

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p.s.
SERYOSO KAMI PAG SINABI NAMING DUDE, MAGPATINGIN KA NA.

 

kung kaya ko lang lokohin ang sarili ko...

being with you here makes me sane/i fear i'll go crazy if you leave my side...

kung kaya ko lang lokohin ang sarili ko...matagal ko na sanang ginawa.

kasi madalas ko ring isipin...ano ba talagang meron siya na nagustuhan ko? kasi, tulad nga ng sinasabi ko madalas...i f-ing hate him (or like him, depending on the day). parang weird lang kasi minsan talaga hindi ko maisip kung bakit ko xa gusto. pero minsan naman, well, opposite nun.

ano ba, nasanay lang ba ko? na xa yung lagi kong pinagbabalingan ng attention?

siguro.

pero...ano ba naman yan...so far, this has been the hardest letting go i've gone through. naisip ko, baka nasasabi ko lang yun dahil eto yung pinaka-recent...at baka nga. ang iba kasi sa sitch na 'to eh he considers me his best friend. i mean, hello, OUCH.

but now that i think of it, okay lang naman sakin. hindi ko nga lang matanggal sa system ko yung selos part, saka yung fake knowledge na he has eyes only for me (alam kong hindi, pero may part pa rin ng sarili ko na ayaw maniwala no matter how many friggin times i tell it). actually, i've never ever had someone tell me flat out that i'm his/her best friend, so in a weird way, it's kinda flattering.

kasi dati, whenever asked kung sino yung best friend ko, "sarili ko." ang lagi kong sinasagot. now i know i have someone who i can be totally honest with. buti na lang. i did something really risky pa nga this weekend eh...i told him that The Other Girl was making me jealous. at first i thought it was a really really really stupid thing to do, but now that i think of it, okay naman pala. kasi i never intended to send the message...i just accidentally pushed the 'send' button. buti na lang pala napindot ko. malaking bawas rin yun sa mga problema ko. tapos ayun nga...sarap pala maging honest!

that freakish accident has been a real blessing in disguise. kasi now, i have full knowledge na whatever happens, friends pa rin kami. nasabi ko na ang isa sa mga pinakamalupit na puede mong sabihin sa isang lalaki. at hindi pa lumayo. naging mas close pa nga kami. ngayon, naisip ko na siguro nga it's stuff like these that forge a strong bond between friends.

pero honestly, SINONG NILOKO KO?

i'm still not over him, pero malapit na siguro. time is what i need. i still don't want him going off and flirting with other girls, though. it drives me MAD!!!

i think the best solution for this is for me to get an actual boyfriend. two words though:

FAT CHANCE.


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[EDIT: Naloloka na ko. Hahaha!!!]

 

ANONG PETSA NA???!!!

It's Tuesday Morning, officially the last day of February, and still no UP results.

Gawd, we aren't gonna wait forever, you know. We've gotta enroll sometime.

EDIT: I meant the online results, of course. Not that I live that far...But I haven't got the time, permission or geographical knowledge to actually go to any UP campus. I don't even know where the hell Katipunan is, besides the fact that it's in Manila. (Yes, I'm a friggin' idiot. I accept it. -_- ) Plus, asa na lang na papayagan ako. Haaay...

Monday, February 27, 2006 

Okay. I feel sooo guilty. I know I should be sleeping, but I really couldn't resist...

Virgo

The Bottom Line

There are no new projects on the horizon for a while. Enjoy a break in the action.

In Detail

After one last day of teasing you with lingering glances that last just a tad too long to be socially acceptable, as of late this evening, a certain person will finally be ready to say what's on their mind. If you're unattached and interested, stare back. In fact, stare back for even longer than they do. Think of it as a contest. Resolve to win, and see how long you can make it last. Got eye drops, though?

How I wish it were true.

I wish he'd say something tonight. Because I practically poured my heart out to him. Plus, the staring thing? I am so not sure if it's me he keeps on staring at, but really, it sure as hell ain't Pam or Erika or Lingi.

And I resolve to win. No room for losers. Self pity, shmelf pity.

Sunday, February 26, 2006 

I just want to clear something up (it just occurred to me that it might be confusing):

The Guy is the guy I like (or hate, depending on the day).

Diego is, well, DIEGO.
Like DIE with a GO. LOL
Or, if you live in my world, it would seem more appropriate to say GO DIE.
But since you don't, it's Diego to you.
Hehehe.

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D's boyfriend has been so blatant about liking *-*-*-*-* lately. I wonder if she's noticed?

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The navy's gone against the government and quite honestly, I don't give much of a damn. I just wish they'd cancel classes tomorrow.

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So I finally told The Guy that it was him who's hurting me. He's been trying to make me feel better since, but really, all he's succeeded in doing is making me feel even worse. Gack. How I hate him (or like him, depending on the day).

 

Now I have definitive proof that Demonica really isn't that smart.

I mean, what I got from perusing her boyfriend's friendster profile for a few seconds, she hasn't even had an inkling after HALF A FRIGGIN' YEAR. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out.

Really, it's a scientific wonder she can even tie her own shoelaces. LOL

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Demonica's boyfriend (name not to be disclosed) loves *-*-*-*-*. God. How...weird.

The girl might be nice, I guess...but she annoys me. Even though I don't like Demonica all too much, I would definitely pick her over the other girl (even though sometimes D might seem too needy, she's not as malandi as the other girl naman). Quite honestly, in the Face Department, D is waaay up there, whereas the other girl...well, let's not say she's at the bottom, but really, she hasn't got half the face that D does.

Okay, maybe I judge on looks waay too much. And to say that I think guys base their decisions on girls' looks all the friggin' time would be totally stupid, but I do. So call me stupid.

Saturday, February 25, 2006 

"Can you tell me who hurt you? Whoever that person is must be helplessly insensitive and childish. It must be him again, I suppose? I want to help you or make you feel better...But I don't seem to know how."

Do you still not know that it's YOU who's making me hurt?

How the hell am I supposed to tell you, after this extremely touching statement, that YOU are the one who's making me feel this way? That YOU are the one hurting me? That YOU are killing me?

Tell me, how the hell am I supposed to tell you???

 

I have no idea how to change the post dates, so I'll just put a link to my other blog. (Why the hell did they remo.....................

(basically the same)

Oh, wait. Now I know. But I'm not cross-posting, though. Too lazy to do it.