a month to go! :D

It’s just a month to go and it will be my debut. Surely, there wouldn’t be a party but I’m so excited I don’t know why. I guess I’m excited to receive all those birthday greetings. Wish greetings would be more this year than the previous years. Wish I would get greetings from people I truly love and who truly love and care for me. Wish this year would be more wonderful than ever. Please Lord. Even though things right now aren’t in the way I want them to be, I wish on my birthday, everything would be fixed and in peace. I don’t want chaos. I want everything on my day to be nice and great. I want only the TRUE people and REAL friends around me. I don’t want some “pakapins” and a traitor.

i LOVE the way you LIE.

“As long as the stars shine down from the heaven. Long as the rivers run to the sea. I’ll never get over you, getting over me.” It’s the song playing right now. Don’t get me misunderstood, okay?

Sometimes, it’s not about what you see with your naked eyes. Those people who laugh a lot are the ones who cry oceans of tears inside. And I’m one.

We met again. And by this time, it really had passed through my heart. It created a teardrop from my eye. It was a total eyesore to me. But I don’t think I should feel this way. I don’t have the right to get mad at him for whatever he does or whoever gets near him. We’re over, for a long time now. We’re just friends. We’re friends now, but we don’t talk to each other. We don’t ever let our eyes meet. I won’t ever let our eyes meet. I want to seek revenge. Revenge? What revenge? Why should I? Is there anything I should seek revenge for? He’s not doing anything bad. That’s what he wants to do, so let him! And this is what I want to do, so I’m living my life the way I want. But Chie (not her real name), she’s just a whore. She’s so flirt, trying to get his attention; and every guy’s attention; sitting next to him right when I arrived, I guess she did it on purpose. And Gee, trying to act like he’s making me jealous, I know. That’s what he always does because he knows what I would feel. He’s just so mean. And Chie, too! She’s too mean. That’s what she is, too! Flirt. Whore. Promiscuous.

It’s almost one, I have class. I gotta go.

“Just gonna stand there and hear me cry. But that’s alright because I love the way you lie. I love the way you lie.”

i'm ALWAYS good!

Today, I went out of the house 20 minutes past seven in the morning, when actually my major class is exactly seven. But it was okay, there was no teacher. During my physics, I was so glad to have been classmates with our last year’s squad leader, Abraham. It’s temporary yet. We are only eight enrollees in my section (E) so we were merged with the section D where Lydia, Jess and Denis belong to; as well as Abing. So by the time our section reaches at least 30 enrollees, we’ll be merged out with section D, but I know it’ll never happen anymore. There were only just a very few students enrolling this time, and not all of them are taking up Phys122. So I believe the merging of sections D & E is permanent. Great!

Sir Sami met us for our Elective II class at one in the afternoon. After so, Jimbert (my classmate in Phys112 last sem) gave me his tour shirt in Cebu that he (and the other MTs) got last year. I have always been asking for any MT shirt from him and finally, he had given me one. It’s too big for me, but still, thanks, gwapu! During my Econ class at 5-6PM, the teacher met us. Introduced herself, gave brief introduction about the subject and the class, especially “her” room rules and few more. Well, that ends today. I know it’s boring, it always is.

But anyways, he called me again. I joked who he was. He was just like “Ah! Don’t kid around. How are you?” WTH? Why do you keep on asking same question every time? I’m tired of answering “I’m GOOOD!” So then he bid goodbye, OK! I was upset with what he just did so I texted him.

“You keep on asking how I am. I’m ALWAYS GOOD! Don’t worry. If you really care about me, you have to do something. Not just call me, ask me, and then shout on me. Duh?!”

One word is enough for a wise man. I have said enough. I hope he gets what I mean.