Gyk. Mispronounced, always. 1989. Child of His. Good book + Good music. Queenseeker84. Cloud9.
Cleared post. Sometimes, everything you’ve poured your heart into—everything you have awfully written that were driven by bothersome, jealousy, there and that. You just gotta press the ctrl, “a” and delete keys on your keyboard and instead, type everything about what made you clear everything. It’s not like there will be consequential matters to deal with after posting it publicly to the walls of the WWW., it is just that the fine words (I had to use, fine) are better left kept.
Remember when your Aunt/Uncle/Whoever gives you this ostentatiously big speech on not telling lies (even the white ones, remember those?) and the whatabouts of “the truth will come out, anyway” line? Bullshit. First: They are right about the “telling lies”, they are mean, bad, stupid and immature so let’s leave it. Second, The truth will come out but who ca-aares? I shall take riskssss on keeping these sentiments. Third? I don’t think there’s a third one.
There. I’m finally sleepy. Thank God!
You have this habit of letting me watch funny youtube video clips in times of my depression strikes. On the first few seconds, I’m wearing my poker face but give me a few more moments, I’ll burst into laughters. Right then and there, you got that sweet and jolly girl back. You also have this habit on sending late night #bula texts that only two of us understands. And you send them after my busy day at work which is very timely. When we’re on a date, you first strike the question, “Musta?” I love it when you do this. I don’t know why, it’s weird and you know this. Ironically asking this question even though we texts/chat all day. Of all the bullies I know, I came into thinking that you are the master of this. I remember one date [that] we had when all you did was bullying. I thought of having my revenge but I’m too lazy. Too lazy so instead, I watched you enjoy being a bully. Don’t worry, I can get my revenge in other ways. :D
And there are a lot of things I’ve learned about you. Re-learning things about you. It’s true that we’re just on this “honeymoon stage”. Will this last? Who knows? All I know is to, as Katy Perry sang it, [have] “No regrets, just love.”
![I am not an avid fan of hers as well but this one bothers me. I think the best solution for this kind of “inhibition” is not attending the concert. Doing this adds another item on our “Shame List” that the world watches out for.
I am not saying we are the only country who has a long-listed shame list. I’m just too tipsy [L] to research. I’m just saying that the happenings/news in our country has gotten hopeless. The CJ Trial. Barreto/Santiago-Tulfo Clash at the Airport. (Can’t believe I had to include those, let them show up in my blog!) Now, this! So hopeless. Tipsy. Bye.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4afffMMhl1qzpbpwo1_400.jpg)
I am not an avid fan of hers as well but this one bothers me. I think the best solution for this kind of “inhibition” is not attending the concert. Doing this adds another item on our “Shame List” that the world watches out for.
I am not saying we are the only country who has a long-listed shame list. I’m just too tipsy [L] to research. I’m just saying that the happenings/news in our country has gotten hopeless. The CJ Trial. Barreto/Santiago-Tulfo Clash at the Airport. (Can’t believe I had to include those, let them show up in my blog!) Now, this! So hopeless. Tipsy. Bye.
Well. (1) I am in need of a new battery for my phone, it has been shutting down lately without even warning me. So now, I am required to bring my phone’s charger anywhere I go. Sucks.(2) My cashflow isn’t looking pretty well. I am still contemplating with the business I have in mind whether to pursue it or not. I am broke at 22. Not liking it. By the way, (3) I am turning 23 next week and I still have no idea what to do then. Boyfriend and I are planning for a swim but can’t find a nice beach resort anywhere near here. And I have to be one who’ll do the planning, which again, very new to me. Plus, (4) I am not beach-bod-ready but what the hell? (5) Talking about boyfriend, I am missing him badly as we speak. Wait, “as we speak” is not the right phrase to use in the internet. Blah blah. (6) Anyway, I find myself happy, in love (naks!) and peaceful lately. The man I have knows how to keep the PVCs constant. Skipping. Skipping. See? Cheesy. (7) I’ve been planning a lot on what I wanna do this year, next year and for the next 5 years and it’s nice to put up an image in my head and include him. No, I don’t share these plans with him yet. Not yet. It is good we are on the same page. In other news, (8) I am planning to give up my post as a Nurse next year. I just can’t endure more than two years of not being financially well compensated. (9) Because I need moolah for all the travels, stuff and books I’d like to have. (10) I’ve been finishing my reads, struggling though, for the past few weeks. And I am still half-hearted with Kindle. -.-
After eight years, we found “us” again.
Who would have thought?
Redundancy. n.
I was hesistant to buy this as I wait for you on our nth date. I think I already lost track how many dates we’ve had that night. Then, we went on our usual dates after I got out from the bookstore. I bought it, obviously. Bought it after a gazillion times asking myself If I have to.
So I found myself too much in love with this book. It’s not really the type of book I’d read, but it got me real hard. Big time. I have a hardcopy of it. I also have an ebook version of it.
Appreciating all of this more and more as I read the book again and again.
Oh, DRose. ;(
It’s when he tried to cheer me up when I was bummed for many many reasons. Like, our next trip got late and It’s my first day for my red day. And all the other reasons.
Then…
He let me watch Kuya Jobert’s funny video on Youtube, “Plurals”. I actually watched it before, didn’t tell him ‘til I finished it. Just got busy being so hooked. Next thing I know, I was laughing really hard at the terminal. Then, he introduced Recess shows which I missed on my childhood. He got my eyes glued on the screen.
Who’s lucky now?
I kept on buying a book even though I haven’t finished the one that I’m currently reading.
And the list just keep going on and on…
Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff.
The Secret. (Have to read you the second time)
The Power. (Have to read you the second time)
Juliet, Naked.
Rant.
Maya.
The Brief and Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao.
Never saw this coming. This one. This side, a new one. It’s better, maybe the best (we’ll see). I am trying to see things in a realist’s perspective, but I am just so happy right now, I think I could die anytime. I wanna die in too much happiness.
But of course, I’d rather not die anytime too soon. Maybe when I’m 60. :)
So yes. I’m on Cloud 9 and I am just so surprised with God’s better plans for me. And I’m glad you’re one of them.
