I'm a bit sentimental right now. Got nothing to do. I dunno how to fill in the needs of my happiness, I'm just a bit obscure at this very moment. Confused like an idiot stuck in a city full of the unknown.
Whatever people say, I do accept. I'm a happy-go-lucky chic, well at te same time, a bit problematic (on second thought, you call that happy-go-lucky?). You might get confused with my personality, well me too.
This morning I was stuck at home. Nothing to do but dream the day away. I wasn't pretty sure about what I wanted in the future. Too much dreaming consumed most of my time. I was thinking about my future job, family, home and husband. I thought of silly thoughts like a little girl would. Little girls could always think of the impossible, because they have a lot of time to do the things they wanted and there was also more time for them to action on their dreams. Little did they know that they were dreaming of the unreachable.
I read my Candymagazine (Jan-Feb 2006 ish) and flipped the pages to the "Mission Maker". I'm still young (16), and I've got a lot of action to make, I read until I fell asleep. It was a fine siesta for me. I dreamt about somebody, really younger than I was. He was a chic-boy for sure, because I knew him. He was a friend of mine, a close friend of mine. In my dream, he was really close to me. Really special too. But in real life, I don't even know, what I was to him? (a friend, a foe, a special someone or just plain ate).
Suddenly my Dad came and asked me what was up with me staying all day in the living room all 6 straight hours!
Life stresses me so much, that it has been my routine to visit and update my blog and my blogistas. Very hopeful for some of the comments coming in. They put a smile on my face.
After that dream, I haven't talked to some of my friends, like Angel or any of my classmates. I just hate talking to people right now. It's like I'm out of the mood to do so. So I let it all out on this post. I'm just not up for the foodFest in the Plaza and I'm a bit worried that Angel must've been texting where I was. But nevermind, I might as well apologize tomorrow when I see her.
It was my decision to stay at home and get out after. I just don't want to see my close friends again, going out with their suitors. (You know that I never get fine suitors). All those who liked me were a bunch of liars. (ang babaw ng mga personality nila). I'm a virgo, and virgins are perfectionist (forgive me if i was). As I was saying I was just bummed with the fact that I never get fine suitors...well at least they're not players. And last night, I saw my friends with people whom I awas not familiar with. They were my close friends and I could not believe it, that one of them started flinging with somebody else--her ex saw them--eouch!. (an early summer fling).
Life is indeed that stressful, poor guy. He never got a perfect girl for him. That was okay, coz he had that perfect girl for him even just for a sec of his life. Oh I wish...
If I'd have a love life like that? I wouldn't want to love at all...If I would, not like that--forced.
Mind if I shift to a new topic? It's about well me. Who else? (joking)
These are my sentimental flaws. Moments that break and moments that take my time. I always tend to shift my mind to different possibilities. Deviating the mind and the heart. I'm a bit serious right now...got nothing to do but think, dream without action for a while.
I wanted to fade away for a while and invent a whole new me, but just couldn't. Like from the easy chic to the hectic chic...why do I wanna do this? Bacause I don't want to get sick of my life.
But as time passes, I never get to see the changes that I wanted. And I learned one thing...
"You can never run away from yourself...at the end of the day, it still finds you."
Description: Still your ordinary teen.
Guitar Punk / Taekwondo Jin / Sensitive Artist / Hip Dancer/ Certified
Punkista / Friendly Blogger (so don't abuse me)
Likes: Food / friends / down-to-earth guys / honesty
/ Pao of Join the Club
I chose the song "Especially for you" as my background sound 'coz, MYMP's songs have been our batch's theme songs. I'm gonna miss them. I love my classmates so much that I'd lay anything [basta kaya kong itaya] just for them. We sang this song altogether, through thick and thin, by hook or by crook. Graduation is fast approaching, and we're about to part. But because of this song, I always remember my classmates, through their constant blurts and birits of "Especially for you".