December 2011
25 posts
365 days of not summer.
**I’m jotting this down so I would remember how (WISELY) I spent my youth. haha.**
Too much memories, so little words.
2011 has been a bittersweet year. I could barely remember the events that occurred until I browsed through the photos. It brought back the smiles I was wearing when the photos were taken. The memories, I will forever cherish… most importantly the people I shared...
No hate, just asking.
No offense, but with the existence of smart phones, what good is your starbucks planner?
I don’t get the fascination.
Oh well.
Simple things that make people happy… and spend. haha. Just for that, “Yay! Finally got my planner!” or “Two more stickers to go!” or.. blahblah bragging rights. haha. Chill, man! It’s just a planner! It’s not a gold medal...
The only choochoo I want to kiss right now.
Will save for next Christmas! :)
When your friends are all out and you're at home...
laughandclick:
Get the Best Medicine here :)
It's not that I love you less, I just love myself...
“I think it’s slightly appalling how cheap that label has become. Best friend. A...”
– Boys, Girls & The Non-Answer to A Question, Everyday Isa
(My thoughts on whether guys and girls can stay BFFs for, well, ever.)
It's December, for goodness' sake!
I have just posted 2 consecutive emotional/private/unstable entries about my break up, and quite abnormally publishing it to the world wide web.
what the f*ck.
Oh man, this can’t be good. But being the outlet, this account would pretty much be updated… until now. :P
From this minute on, I shall stop. :) I should, maybe, divert my attention into someone else’s life other topics...
July 7, 2010.
I could be bitter. I could hate you. I could discredit every single thing you said to me. I could believe that your love…our love was a lie. I could convince myself that you were just an asshole who just wanted to break my heart and could care less. But I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t forget all the good times we had together. and I couldn’t forget how you made me feel. and I do believe that at...
See the good in every bad. :)
Andito na rin lang ako, lulubus lubusin ko na! :) hahaha. I know it sounds immature, weak, and… really pathetic, but that’s me- immature, weak, and pathetic. What else can I do? Should I just curl up on my bed and feel miserable all the time? Should I just walk the streets with my head down and overthink everything? Should I just sit alone in the park and cry? Should I lie to my mom...
Life's Irony
For sure it is always easier to tell others what to do specially when you haven’t been in their situation. You will have all the rational ideas on what tos and how tos, all the blahblah’s on how to respond in every situation. But, when it’s your turn to go through the motions, even your smartest self can’t seem to follow the “pieces of advice” you give to other...
