it's been the same since Wednesday -- wake up at 8.30a, Morning Rush til 9a, very slow breakfast, Desperate Housewives at 10a, and then the rest of the day becomes a blur from 11. i haven't even studied for any of my exams. stalling's so inviting. here are different versions of my stalling :D *** You scored as English/Journalism/Comm, You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Communication, English, Film, Journalism, Literature, or Writing.
um, what exactly am i doing in BA? *** because one's never enough: |
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take that! :)
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the other night, i was laughing my head off reading from my red journal. it was a post from six months ago, and you can so tell i was just a shitty emotional mess. on a happy note, i thought there was wit in the midst of my turmoil, haha :D because things are over and done with, and i thought I'd bring more laughs to anyone who'd happen to come by this thing, here dig in :)
"... Now, getting back to real life, i have issues. Apparently, they did not disappear in the past year but lay dormant in the dark recesses of my brain. and now they're surfacing. I've been kinda okay about staying single and fuss-free. i was -- until recently.
i kinda miss having someone visit me in the house. i miss having someone travel all the way to here to see me. i miss surprises on my birthday, love letters and for calls for sweet nothings. i miss having to say i love you, fighting and making up (out, haha : P not) and thinking about that one who's thinking about you, too. i miss cuddling, i miss senseless kwento, company at the mall and a general bring-along-anywhere hottie :)
i miss not caring if friends don't want to go out with you. i miss only caring about just that one person who'll go out on v. short notice. i miss having someone to tell the senseless details o my life -- i don't even have to write them in a journal. i miss the constancy of that on person"
oyeh, i have more of this in the red journal, but i guess that's it for public consumption :D
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i was so shaking. like the ew kind of shaking -- i was tensed, embarrassed, flustered and helpless. and now that i think about it, i must've looked really funny. hay, Thursday what now. i still am thinking until now. how could that have happened when i am so fcuking sure that i check all the freakintime. and no, whoever came up with the idea (ooh, kat it's you, and mark, and mahal) that it was checking out the other way around, you are so wrong. think, thepartypooper is sucha "creative" name, something someone (i.e., stalker) wouldn't get to come up with. this is me acting out my "girl version" -- over analysis, rationalizing to no end, making a fuss out of everything :) you know how some things are irritating they're entertaining?
it's the rain -- it just does something to me :)
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