January 2011
tito: gusto mo zipline? sagot ko pero mauna ka
?: hi
reej: kilala ba kita?
?: hindi pa
aba, malakas ang loob ni kuya… tignan natin
First, sa pedestrian ako tumatawid talaga… Uhm, nahagip ang kamay ko kanina at konti ng kuko ng paa ko.. anyway side mrirro manlang ang tumama sakin nailiko niya.. chaka nagfold naman yung side mirror paloob kaya hindi masakit… ipanacheck up naman po.. gasgas lamang at wala man fractures of any kind…kaya Pray always dapat..
Binabawi ko na lahat ng pangaral ko tungkol sa katalinuhan ng mga nasasagasaan.. so thanks..
Ang issue ngayon ay pagpapaliwanag sa mga grabe magworring mga magulang
i already said a big no. and it seems “no” is hard to understand and i find it sad… i understand why they are doing this… but it bothers me…
and this thing wherein people are coming to me about love.. i really hope whatever i say helps.. and i do hope and pray to God that one day i wouldn’t end up hurt as much as they are feeling (or they think theya are feeling).. although, God may want to teach me a lesson.. but, i really hope i won’t end up like people i see.. i hope i won’t commit the same mistakes.. aw, it is becoming so scary.
oh, i’m sticking to the NO. but i promise, i will help if i can.
i get scared all the time.. but i always have to put on the brave part of me because they seem to need the confident me more than frightened one. . But, sometimes when i get scared of something, let me. let me atleast experience the feeling first before i pull out all the energy i need to put on the confident me again.
but funny thing, these people around me whenever they are there, i get this feeling of being less and less scared but more and more worried.they seem to give me the worry i need to forget being scared and worry more.. Thus, keeping me moving forward. this crazy people. i love ‘em.
sometimes, i don’t have to explain things. but when it’s them i feel compelled to. Also, they seem to think that they know better.. one of them says i need rest and enjoy life more, one says i should learn to commit unnecessary mistakes and not be bound by these rules i made up for myself and one tries his best to teach me to be angry… crazy people and i like em..
Well. thanks!i knew all of you wanted to support me.. and just the thought of it makes me happy… so thanks…
thanks you for being proud of me… i didn’t know if i do deserve it … but still,thanks
thanks for making me see that no matter what i do.. or how i did.. i will find you guys there. maybe not all your presence but your thoughts of me..
SO A WHOLE LOT OF THANK YOUSESESESESESESES!
I must start studying and use time productively..
i’ve been reading 2 books at the same time: one, entitled perks of being a wall flower (i borrowed from a friend i’m on the last chapter) and power play by penny jordan a very old book and i’m at the end of it.
at the same time i’m reading a manga entitled.. hana to akuma and mei-chan shitsuji.. since new chapters have been released…
at the same time i am playing cityville.. because me and my mom caught up with each other’s level… haha
and i really really must start studying now…
reminder not all good-looking guys are good and not all of them are bad… most of them are both… it’s just sad when girls forget this ancient fact… and also whenever they forget to leave something for themselves.. at any rate i hope when the time comes.. i will leave a lot for myself and family
BOTTOM LINE, I REALLY HAVE TO START STUDYING NOW..
haha ;P
it’s weird that now you are asking me why i do not ask help from you anymore.. well, the answer is simple.. because it feels like whenever i ask you for help or i ask you to listen, you seem burdened by it. so i have decided not to involve you.. i didn’t mean that in an offensive way.. it is my way of saying that i understand without you having to say it.. it may be crazy but hey, i understand. and it is okay. you didn’t even have to say it. i have known you for a very long time. and i guess just looking at you gives me an idea of what you think..
she felt so sad and needed somebody to listen to her… but am i really?
Sometimes, i wonder f i really am i good friend… am ireally?

