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serisouly, who gets a pimple on their chin?! someone must really hate me right now. i blame the devil! and mario badesco doesn’t even seem to be working on me anymore. leche. putang ina!!

just a few more hours til i’m in manila and omg, i am soooo excited. i’m excited to the point where i couldn’t sleep. it’s 4 am and here i am, blogging. nice one, is.

don’t ask me why but i have a feeling that i won’t enjoy this vacay as much as i should. you know, considering that my mom has PMS and Tita Tina’ll be there, it could get rowdy. or not.

see, the whole point of thinking this is so that everything turns around and things’ll be awesome. :]

i wanna get a picture of manila from the plane, i know that would be so awesome. weeeh. sige is, hambug pa.

man, i knew i should’ve strectched before playing volleyball. these shoulder pains are killing me. KILLING ME!

i want a nice top now .god, i want too much </3

last night, me and francis we’re texting and ranting about “love”. i told him how guys only want “those” girls, the sexy, pretty, flirty ones that they can get something out of and i told him how i’d rather not sell myself short if that’s what or who i have to be to get one. and now, yeah, i think it was pretty smart to say that. yeah,i don’t need anyone right now. i’ll be 16 soon. isn’t that exciting? i’ve lived 16 years single why would i wanna change that now? and of all the times.

so, i’ll see you guys soon. :*

ground zero

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serisouly, who gets a pimple on their chin?! someone must really hate me right now. i blame the devil! and mario badesco doesn’t even seem to be working on me anymore. leche. putang ina!!

just a few more hours til i’m in manila and omg, i am soooo excited. i’m excited to the point where i couldn’t sleep. it’s 4 am and here i am, blogging. nice one, is.

don’t ask me why but i have a feeling that i won’t enjoy this vacay as much as i should. you know, considering that my mom has PMS and Tita Tina’ll be there, it could get rowdy. or not.

see, the whole point of thinking this is so that everything turns around and things’ll be awesome. :]

i wanna get a picture of manila from the plane, i know that would be so awesome. weeeh. sige is, hambug pa.

man, i knew i should’ve strectched before playing volleyball. these shoulder pains are killing me. KILLING ME!

i want a nice top now .god, i want too much </3

last night, me and francis we’re texting and ranting about “love”. i told him how guys only want “those” girls, the sexy, pretty, flirty ones that they can get something out of and i told him how i’d rather not sell myself short if that’s what or who i have to be to get one. and now, yeah, i think it was pretty smart to say that. yeah,i don’t need anyone right now. i’ll be 16 soon. isn’t that exciting? i’ve lived 16 years single why would i wanna change that now? and of all the times.

so, i’ll see you guys soon. :*

in your world, i am nothing

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flights at around 8 o clock tomorrow. i’ll be there for 5 days.  i don’t know if i’llbe able to update while i’m there but manila is full of fancy shmancy internet cafes, i doubt i wouldn’t end up  in one. considering my total need to blog. lmao.

turns out, i can’t go out with kate this saturday or liz liz since i have to help out sa dog shows. but i don’t really mind. i kinda want a trucker cap. a blue, red and white one.i unno,i saw someone in one and i thought that was pretty tight. lmao.

so, ok. :]

i have to pack. mwah.mwah.

i’ll miss you ❤

you are such a man to me

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i love it when i see boys cry. in my eyes, they instantly turn from stupid boys who crave for nothing but porn and slutty looking girls to real men with real dreams who know what they want. Not just that, but they become living examples that no one can have everything in life and that yes, somethings just can’t last forever. or simply, they  make me remember that animals like them have feelings to. lmao.

tonight, i saw a crazy boy who i love terribly transform from my stupido playmate-o to a man. in front of my very eyes, i saw right through him and how desperately he wanted to be loved the way he shows love to that one special girl he would run to the end of the world and back again for. i could think of a thousand lines to make him feel better like, “it’s ok, i love you.” and etc. etc. but i know that that wouldn’t be as convincing as to how valid it is. i know that those aren’t the words he wants to hear and it makes me pity him soo much because he deserves better. not from someone else but from that very person he’s expecting.

“she just doesn’t know how lucky she is to have you…”

i want someone like him, no doubt about that. god, give me someone like that. i want to be lucky to have him and i want him to be lucky to have me because i am worthless. yes, that’s what i am.

i don’t look at myself and think that i’m the kind of girl that deserves a sweet guy. the kind that’ll come over to bring me choc’s or a dvd i’ve been craving. i’ve become the one that no one wants to take seriously. i have become the joke

about the dry sex thing which, btw i would NEVER do until i’m mrs. someday… in more pleasant words, i look at myself and i can imagine being taken complete advantage of and i don’t know how that happened. i blame the media.

no, seriously. maybe i’m in it for the fun. but common, dogs are fun.

i’ve drifted off in my own thoughts.. let’s go back.

argh,i can’t think anymore. oh yeah, so listening to him talk like that, hearing his thoughts out loud made me want to cry so bad because, there he was, being emotional, being a man and she didn’t even know it. </3

if all guys were like him and if girls didn’t play around either. i swear, i wouldn’t be writing this. lol.

hahai. i wanna break down. PMS again. watery eyes and a sober heart that speaks the truth. this is humiliating.

hot is superficial to me now. i just want to be loved. loved the way he loves her.

if one day i don’t talk to him or treat him like he’s invisible, i want him to think that i’ve ruined him. and when i find out that that’s how he feels, i’ll say…”i didn’t say anything to you but you were on my mind the whole time.” ❤

boys, boys, who are you and where do you come from? </3

i’m DUNZO. i quit. </3

are you sure those tears are worth it?

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sweet sixteen anyone?

yes, call it desperation, me being spoiled or a shoegasm…just get these shoes for me. or keds. and i swear, i’ll sleep better.<3 i’m going shoe hunting in manila, yo. i need those shoes. [as seen above] lmao.

anyways, so finally, end of p.t.’s na gyud. yey. i practically butchered my Chemistry test. bad move. sos. 2nd grading. pfft. lmao.

anyways, so today was jet’s party. that was FUN. [true na gyud ni!] yeah,it was. theonly thing that sucked about the whole thing was that i didn’t bring my suit. PANCIT!!!

sorry to whoever i stole this from, i need it ❤

yum, check this out. we can manage to do this with just 3 girls. I bet this shit would be really easy to pull off. i wanna try it. at least 3 people at the end and we could do some cheers then ending na or explosions or in the middle then hataw OR beginning kay cheers para bongga. i’m just saying… :]

are you sure those tears are worth it?

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sweet sixteen anyone?

yes, call it desperation, me being spoiled or a shoegasm…just get these shoes for me. or keds. and i swear, i’ll sleep better.<3 i’m going shoe hunting in manila, yo. i need those shoes. [as seen above] lmao.

anyways, so finally, end of p.t.’s na gyud. yey. i practically butchered my Chemistry test. bad move. sos. 2nd grading. pfft. lmao.

anyways, so today was jet’s party. that was FUN. [true na gyud ni!] yeah,it was. theonly thing that sucked about the whole thing was that i didn’t bring my suit. PANCIT!!!

sorry to whoever i stole this from, i need it ❤

yum, check this out. we can manage to do this with just 3 girls. I bet this shit would be really easy to pull off. i wanna try it. at least 3 people at the end and we could do some cheers then ending na or explosions or in the middle then hataw OR beginning kay cheers para bongga. i’m just saying… :]