OMG I just realized something.
I've been reading my past posts (from, like, a year back) and I've suddenly realized that for the past year or so, my life has practically revolved around Him.
I ate, slept, dreamt, breathed Him. (Well, practically.)
Makes me think what a big loser I am. Ack.
And the ironic thing is, now that I actually have him, I DONT THINK I WANT HIM ANYMORE. I want him back where he used to be. Away from me. Far far FAAAR away from me.
Like Albert said, "Um-oo-oo ka pa kasi eh."
Oo nga naman. Um-oo-oo pa kasi ako eh. Ack. How gaga of me.
***
Hindi siya nagparamdam all night.
Normally, he would've at least called. Or sent a measly text message saying how much he misses/missed me.
But he didn't even say good night.
Ack. Bahala xa.
***
I've been thinking (again).
Just as there's a reason for me hating him sometimes, there's also a reason for me liking him sometimes. Now I'm trying to remember what the friggin' reason is.
***
I said something smart, for once.
I was trying to make Albert feel better about the whole thing with his #2. So I told him, "If there's someone out there better than you, then there's someone out there better for you."
***
Been reading my past posts. It's making me wonder what happened to me back then, using such big words and all (aberrant? what the hell does *that* mean?!). Maybe my vocab just shrunk. I dunno.
***
aberrant: 1 : straying from the right or normal way ; 2 : deviating from the usual or natural type : ATYPICAL
I've been reading my past posts (from, like, a year back) and I've suddenly realized that for the past year or so, my life has practically revolved around Him.
I ate, slept, dreamt, breathed Him. (Well, practically.)
Makes me think what a big loser I am. Ack.
And the ironic thing is, now that I actually have him, I DONT THINK I WANT HIM ANYMORE. I want him back where he used to be. Away from me. Far far FAAAR away from me.
Like Albert said, "Um-oo-oo ka pa kasi eh."
Oo nga naman. Um-oo-oo pa kasi ako eh. Ack. How gaga of me.
***
Hindi siya nagparamdam all night.
Normally, he would've at least called. Or sent a measly text message saying how much he misses/missed me.
But he didn't even say good night.
Ack. Bahala xa.
***
I've been thinking (again).
Just as there's a reason for me hating him sometimes, there's also a reason for me liking him sometimes. Now I'm trying to remember what the friggin' reason is.
***
I said something smart, for once.
I was trying to make Albert feel better about the whole thing with his #2. So I told him, "If there's someone out there better than you, then there's someone out there better for you."
***
Been reading my past posts. It's making me wonder what happened to me back then, using such big words and all (aberrant? what the hell does *that* mean?!). Maybe my vocab just shrunk. I dunno.
***
aberrant: 1 : straying from the right or normal way ; 2 : deviating from the usual or natural type : ATYPICAL
