colgate collegiate

whateever with my status, i don’t care.

today was the first day of COLLEGE for me as a NURSING student and let me just tell you, i rock. HAHAHAH. jp. nah, it was ayt NO it was TIRING. i don’t think i’ve ever been soo tired from climbing flights of stairs. well, WHO WOULDN’T BE, THERE WERE 6 OF THEM?! AND I HAD TO CLIMB THEM OVER 6 TIMES! hahay.

it was crazy. when i got there, the whole place was swamped with freshmen. like, you could tell that they were freshmen cuz everyone was in casual wear while the higher levels were in their uniforms. i was so scared cuz nina wasnt there yet nor was james but i found some people to hang out with while they weren’t there yet. a bunch of theresians so it was ayt. at like 8 we had mass with all the other courses and then orientation. orientation was hellah boring and we were starving and i conclude that i rock because i cut my first class. except it wasn’t really a big deal but it was funny cuz we just walked out of the gymnasium in front of everyone. HAHA.

and then i spend most of my lunc break waiting to get my picture taken for my ID which i DIDN’T GET! ugh. i hate it soo much. i have t line up and do it again TOMORROW.  pisti. haha. while i was lining up, the BSN orientation was going on and by the time i got tired of waiting for my id, the orientation finished. so i basically climbed those 6 flights of stairs for nothing. raar.

after that we had our classes and then yeah, Christian Living and blah2. i’m class treasurer and that’s a good thing for me cuz now i get to keep the money. YEAH BOIII. hahah.

we’re 49 in class.

and college is sucking out all the energy in me.

good night.

omg. OMWG

w means wonderful because i’m holy now.

i am lame because me and james got back together. because he promised me so many things and i just really want to know how it feels like to be on the receiving end.

my dad talked to me and james this afternoon after we got back for our awesome famiy trip and all was good and college is starting tomorrow and i am scared as hell but still very excited. college. wow. it’s such a big word. college.

i’ll blog soon

let the good times roll

an ode to our 13 months

13 months.sure it wasn’t perfect. we were always fighting but i was happy. i always complaining but when i wasn’t, you couldn’t even tell that there was something wrong. i did so much for you and i don’t want to say that it wasn’t worth it because it was. i got to experience the best 13 months a girl my age ever could.

god james, i love you and everyone knows that. everyone knows how i always put you above myself and everyone else but there were so many times when you hurt me and you made me feel like a piece of shit. it’s ironic though because when you weren’t putting me down, you always made me feel more than i was. but that doesn’t matter now.

i know i really hurt you. i know i wasn’t there to make you feel better when you really needed me. and i know that i could vey easily take those words back but somehow, i don’t want to. only because i’m scared. i’m scared that if i do, you’ll hate me more because i promised us that we would never ever break up.and is was the one who ended things with us. i’m scared that if we do get back together, i’ll screw up even more and it’ll just seem like we never broke up.

because at 5:49 of june 7, 2008, we officially ended things. but that doesn’t mean that i don’t picture out my life without you because i know what i want in life and that’s you. and this doesn’t mean that just because we aren’t together right now means we can’t still be together in the future. right?

but i want this break up to mean something to the two of us. because it means everything to me.

i’m very in love with you james. but i don’t deserve you
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lifestyles of the feeling rich and very famous [on my own terms, of course. HAHA]

i thank god first and foremost for saving me from my constant nagging and cursing about how bored i am with life because it’s finally the weekend and guess what? i have plans! well, it’s saturday and i went out yesterday so i’m happy.

see, it doesn’t take much to make me a happy camper šŸ˜€

yesterday was a good day. james came over while i was at grany’s place and he gave me a cheeseburger meal from mcdonalds which made me happy and his notes that i volunteered to write for him cuz i felt bad for the little booger. and then we talked for a while and fixed whatever it is we were fighting about the night before while he was at poker. lmao. just so you know, i started the fight cuz, idk, i don’t even rem. what it is we were fighting about. lmao.

then at night we went to get pizza and coffe and we just hung out and i don’t mean to be goofybut it was magical. haha. it felt like a real date and i haven’t actually been on one of those with him cuz i’m not allowed to by myold fashioned parents. lmao.

i’m in a hurry. but anyways, tonight me and james are watching boxing, vip style with my uncle who owns the boxing gym [ALA] and i guess it’ll be really swanky cuz ALA’s booming and whatever. i don’t care. ringside, baby. we’ll be close enough to feel the boxers sweat. lol.

it’s reasons like this that make me feel really lucky that my aunt married a rich guy. haha. a rich guy who i really love [as an uncle] cuz he spoils me and he draws really bad and it used to make me cry alot. lmao.

tonight i’m going to live a little. and i love it.

and i love james. šŸ˜€

still very much bored with life

i’m at grany’s house right now and again, i’m doing that thing that i usually do when i’m here.. blog. it’s pretty boring right now cuz eveyone’s already asleep or at least trying to sleep so i’m more bored than i usually am when i’m here. i’m just here cuz i have nothing else to do and nowhere else to be.

i feel like i wasted another day today which is how i usually feel about every single day which makes it suck more. right now i wish i had a better life. something else other than this. i wish i slept at night look forward to waking up the next day but i don’t see that happening for me very soon. even though college is coming up. now lang. ambot. right now i just feel like college isn’t going to be as fun as i keep thinking it will be. i just feel like either i won’t get to hang out enough with james or that he’ll be breathing down my neck 24/7. and i feel that the latter is more likely to happen.

i wish i would fall asleep on him tonight because quite frankly, i do not want to talk to him right now. i don’t want to talk to anybody right now.

right now i just feel really empty or walai gana. i think i need someone to teach me how to handle disappointments because lately, that’s how i’ve been feeling a lot and it just really sucks.

i can’t help but feel bad or feel like i don’t care but still feel like wanting to cry at the same time. damn woman hormones.

i’m trying to remember what me and james did for our anniversary but somehow i can’t cuz fuck, we didn’t do ANYTHING. i want to remember the last time i really felt in love with him without having to have a big fight before that. but honestly, lately, idk. i’m just forgetting how it is to actually be in love with the guy.

don’t get me wrong, i do. i really do. but ambot. sometimes i feel like all this lying to see him or spend a few minutes with him isn’t worth it cuz it never happens. honestly, i don’t want to see him tomorrow and i mean it this time. i don’t know what’s wrong with me but i know that it’s about him. i know it has something to do with me not wanting to see him or talk to him or be around him.

i always go out of the way for him. but he wouldn’t even let me catch up to him at sm ganina. i wonder why. but i won’t question him. i don’t want another fight.

god, what would i do without this blog…

college college college

i’m getting my load tomorrow and i am soooo excited!!! haha. in like, 2 weeks from now i’ll be out of the house in the morning and i’ll be home hopefully late. hehe. i love it!!!!!!!!

i can’t stop thinking about it. i’m more excited than i am scared and i think  that’s a good thing. i mean, it really is gyud, right? yey. i love it.

i’ll update tomo. mwaaah

the thing bout my mother…

my mom thinks that she is the most idealistic person in the whole world. she thinks that i should be like, act like her, think like her and blah2 [even if she doesn’t directly say it.] and if being exactly like her means regualrly cutting school , getting kicked out of it cuz of skipping school and getting drunk at a local cheap ass grocery store, getting pregnant at 16, having an abortion, getting married again, not grad. college, being a TNT in the states, cheating on her husband, working a $5 an hour job before reaching what is not even slightly CLOSE to success is her idea of an ideal person then i guess that’s what she expects from me. stupid bitch. sorry, but i can’t help.

i suppose i’ve always found comfort in back lashing her because she is most often, aside from my dad and raissa and yen yan, one of the people i hate the most.

she says we’re broke but most of the time esp. when james is around, the only thing she talks about is money. how much she spent on this and that and shit. and it’s embarassing because she talks about it as if she’s the only person in the world who pays the bills. seriously.

and she’s such a two faced hypocrite! she likes to exagerate things ESPECIALLY when other people are around. i’m sick of it.

she can never just say no without telling a 2 hour story of how you don’t deserve what you want because.. “you’re not responsible like ME. you never had to commute like ME. you never had to save for your own school shoes like ME. you never had to eat oil and salt with rice like ME.” and hello, stupid ass. the only reason why we’ve never done that is because you’ve never trained us to live a life like that because you worrked hard [and we appreciate it] so we wouldn’t have to live a life that you once lived! which totally defeats the point of your useless YAPPING!!

my mother always makes a way to make herself look stupid and the butt of all arguments. which i never point out to her face only because of the reason that she is PHYSICALLY ABUSIVE!

and i SWEAR that by the time i’m out of the house and she needs help… I’M PUTTING HER IN A FUCKING RETIREMENT HOME!

issa is…

* addicted to gold miner and text twist on grab.com
* addicted to spider solitairre
* pissed cuz she doesn’t have a laptop yet
* pissed cuz her mom’s being an irrational bitch again
* pissed cuz she can’t go to the beach tomorrow and she really really wants to
* pissed cuz her own mother doesn’t trust her.
[it’s not like i give her any reasons to anyways, right?]
* pissed cuz her life basically sucks
[i don’t have a car so i have to commute and blah2]
*in a hurry cuz her mom needs her.

i hate this.
i can’t wait for fucking college