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OMG. OMG. OMG!! GUESS WHO’S GOING TO MANILA!!!!! I AM. I AM. I AM. WOOOHOOO!!

october 11- 16. shit. i love. i love

nothing ever is enough for you. there’s always something extra. something you want, expect or secretly want and drop hints for until you get it. maybe one day, there won’t even be a you and me. no more duo’s. no more teams.

no, i don’t know what that means. i just think it sounds cool. so, ok. i’ll live with that

issa doesn’t care. issa likes to forget. issa likes to feel things that don’t really exist – she likes to live in her own little world where she’s proclaimed herself queen.

issa likes to create her own feelings, her own problems, her own diseases. issa likes to play with things that she doesn’t like and then dump then when she’s tired with em. well, it depends. issa likes to be weird. she thinks she’s normal like that.

she thinks about the future too much and what her children might be and what they might turn into. she likes to draw outfits that she plans to wear. she likes money. not other people’s money but hers. money that she’s earned fair and square. she wants to be a corporate something one day. she works for no one. no one.

she doesn’t like being alone all the time but enjoys her own presence. nowadays, she thinks that single is the only way to go. maybe she’ll never get married. poor her. poor dreams.

issa’s crazy but she loves referring to herself as the third person. she thinks she’s “cool” like that. hey, the world’s too big and superficial to categorize cool.

if she could, she’s spell his and her with those letter noodles. she thinks that would be fun. if she could, she’d keep him. although she doesn’t really know who “he” is right now.

she’s learned to much about the world in her 15 years of living. she’s aware and scared.

save her tonight. but make sure she wants you to. mahirap na ang kalaban.

pms. be afraid. be very afraid.

the thing i’ve realized with me is that, i’ll like you for a second and 3 seconds after that, i’ll completely forget whatever it is i was supposed to be feeling or whatever it is wanted from you. i’m not sorry for that. it’s makes everything more thrilling.

my heart will only start to remember who you are or what i want from you when i know that i can’t have you/ it or when i’m really into you. now isn’t that sad? i call this lust. and it sounds sexy. haha.

today, i want something new brought to the table. i want something i know for sure that i cannot have. i don’t know from who but i know that after today, i don’t want it bad. i have respect for patience again.

babe is a pig and i am a princess.

26 days til my birthday. i want keds and a fighting fish and a coloring book with jumbo crayons. a good book. a boyfriend. no, not that. not anymore.

i’m weird again. but this is fun, really. HAHA.

i wanna talk about it. yeah, i do. but like, i don’t see the point. i just want to see what happens. 1, 2 and 3. wow, that’s a big number, even for me. haha.

the thing i’ve realized with me is that, i’ll like you for a second and 3 seconds after that, i’ll completely forget whatever it is i was supposed to be feeling or whatever it is wanted from you. i’m not sorry for that. it’s makes everything more thrilling.

my heart will only start to remember who you are or what i want from you when i know that i can’t have you/ it or when i’m really into you. now isn’t that sad? i call this lust. and it sounds sexy. haha.

today, i want something new brought to the table. i want something i know for sure that i cannot have. i don’t know from who but i know that after today, i don’t want it bad. i have respect for patience again.

babe is a pig and i am a princess.

26 days til my birthday. i want keds and a fighting fish and a coloring book with jumbo crayons. a good book. a boyfriend. no, not that. not anymore.

i’m weird again. but this is fun, really. HAHA.

i wanna talk about it. yeah, i do. but like, i don’t see the point. i just want to see what happens. 1, 2 and 3. wow, that’s a big number, even for me. haha.

yeah, today. i think i’ll live not remembering it.lmao. except for some part, of course.

so skip skip all the unnecessary, i’ll forget about it,i know stuff. let’s get to the good.

i went to the mall and saw my stc friends. ❤ i am whole again.

i ate candy. [even if i’m off limits to it.]

i went on a food trip with with mommy ❤ [tacos. mcjoy]

james came over. ❤

and i spent some good quality time with papa.

i love too many people today. it’s crazy.

well, i feel like going emo right now but like, i unno. i’m not into it. i don’t wanna be emo. i think  the world’s too beautiful for that.

but then again, i don’t wanna be a hippie chick.

oh pish posh. i don’t care

“look here! look here!”

“look at me!”
“can you do this? that?

argh, seriously. why do kids have to be so.. innocent? lmao. i don’t know what i’m saying really but ok.

well, people were getting drunk yesterday but i couldn’t drink that much because i’d end up getting dizy and tha’s not fun. i’m sick. someone heal me =))

anyways, we’re going out today

“look here! look here!”

“look at me!”
“can you do this? that?

argh, seriously. why do kids have to be so.. innocent? lmao. i don’t know what i’m saying really but ok.

well, people were getting drunk yesterday but i couldn’t drink that much because i’d end up getting dizy and tha’s not fun. i’m sick. someone heal me =))

anyways, we’re going out today

so, the field trip wasn’t bad at all. except maybe for the fact that i didn’t bring lunch or that i cut my foot which isn’t pretty. lmao.

i still love the fact that mommy went cuz it was fun. yeah, talking about random people in front of their faces is cool. and not only that, it’s in our genes. lmao.

ohh. i’m feeling dizzy again. damn this.

well, pictures on multiply.

issaplease.multiply.com

hey, kevin’s backin cebu! so that’s what  he meant b y messages. wtf. stupid stupid me. lmao.
well anyways, welcome back, kev. 🙂

school’s been hell again. i’ve been having those oh so common migranes in class again. [i have them again right now] and well, they ain’t pretty. i got a decent grade in my filipino project. i’m proud to tell the world that. *bow*

this friday we have a field trip to Consulacion to plant mangroves. how exciting. well, i’m not really up to it. first of all cuz i don’t think my body is capable of going and second cuz, well, i don’t like the thought of being packed in a bus again. but last time wasn’t soo bad. but i won’t keep my hopes up. lmao. i already told teacher jo that i wasn’t into the field trip, that i don’t think i was physically capable of going but does the bitch listen to me? NOOO.

but at least he’s letting me bring mommy along. that should help. i hate you, jojo.

well, i’m done. bye