August 7, Daily Thoughts

7:30 am: Who the fuck would call me at this time??

Oh.. It’s a client. what the fuck are you doing calling me at this time? Bitch, not answering!

8:00 am: please stop trying to wake me up, little children. I am trying to SLEEP!!

8:30 am: did i seriously wake up to someone bitch about a swollen gum? SEE A DOCTOR FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!

9:00 am onward: ohh.. i hate the sound of telephones

I REALLY HATE TELEPHONES!!!

<on social media sites>

… Ellen Adarna is no way related to you, mag ate jud ka niya?

cliche statuses/ captions. maypa di nalang ka mag caption kung pa cool kaayo ka.

DI GYUD NA BINUHATAN SA LALAKI, BAYOT GYUD KA! ANGKUN NA, PLEASE!

skinny bitch, i hate her -.- 

there’s too much stupid shit on the internet.

TURNS OF PC

THERE’S TOO MUCH STUPID SHIT IN REAL LIFE, TOO!

I Am Not The Girl You Marry

I kind of hate myself for that emotional warfare I put myself, and everybody else, through for an entire year. I am utterly disgusted at the thought of how much I wanted to get married last year, with what?! with who?! Ugh, I am so sorry for that, internet and real life friends.

That ship has already sailed and thank God it did! I think for a while I forgot that I was still 23 years old and that I had so much time to figure out what I wanted and who I wanted to be- and that in the real world, people don’t get married right after college anymore!

Maybe for a while I forgot that I had so many dreams in life and that this was the only time I had to fulfill them. Maybe I fell in so much love that I forgot to love the things I used to love just as much. There are a million maybe’s to these babies but at least I can live my life without the fear of “not getting a proposal today”. This is all very real, my semi psychotic friends.

Yes, I still wanna get married at 25. Maybe get a proposal at 25, get hitched at 26, decide to have babies a couple of years later. I want the whole shebang! But who cares want I want in the future, I can hardly have the things I want now. So I might as well work on these things now.

Besides, I’m not the type of girl you marry.

I saw your pictures today and it made me feel so sad. I had to sit in my tiny corner of the room and try to pull myself together because the sight of you weakened me.

I was sad because it made me realize the things that I regret doing. I regret not being a better friend and for not being there when you needed to know who your true friends were. I regret putting my feelings first and thinking how awkward it was for me and how I kept saying “me” when I should’ve been thinking of you.

I am sorry and i will always be sorry and hopefully one day my sorries will be strong enough to lift you up and make things a little bit better.

Get well, Pao abd happy birthday!