A fangirl who dreams of having a very romantic love story someday. A girl who always ends up wondering why on Earth she's the way she is. A girl who is deeply, hopelessly and desperately inlove with Micky. A girl who is always spending her time, alone.I Confess -- Part 1
I'm super annoyed with my Mom and her BF. They're acting like teenagers! o__O They had this LQ and guess what, they're prides are unreachable. 
I'm not a good adviser. I'm just making it worse. :"> But I don't know. Maybe I'll talk to Tito and ask him to say sorry to my Mom. I'm so gonna earn big with this. 
Speaking of this. Tito came and made l..lambing to Mameng. 
I promised myself that I will not make any scene just to be noticed by a guy. Mission failed. It's a long story though. Anyway, I don't want any gossips hitting my face when school starts.
I've got no idea what happened.
I'm trying to scan some previous posts at MMP. I used to be updated. But, I got tired of going back. So many pages. It's killing me.
I'm still on my denial stage. Whew. Stage one baby. How I wish I could jump to stage 5 already. ((: But I do love my life. And still, expecting things to happen.
I suck at reading Filipino Stories. I mean, reading them orally. My accent is not so Filipino. I don't even know how to pronounce such deep words. I swear, I'm having difficulties. But, I'm gonna practice. =] I don't want to be a laughing stuff when I get back to the Philippines. Plus, I already got myself humiliated in front of my Mom's Fil workmates. 
I won't let it happen again. 
I missed 11:11 pm again. ((: I set an alarm but I forgot to press the "Ok" button. How stupid of me. :-J Oh well. I'll try it again, tomorrow. I've been waiting for it every night.
I still can't decide what I'm gonna wear tomorrow. D: Should I wear pants or skirt? uhh. Too girly. Super Vain. : )) I'm also spending 70% of my time looking at myself at the mirror. Wondering if I'm still looking good. This has got to meet its end. I'm starting to get tired of it. 
Anyway, I give up on things easily. Especially when I know that, its already a game over for me.
I'm not a good adviser. I'm just making it worse. :"> But I don't know. Maybe I'll talk to Tito and ask him to say sorry to my Mom. I'm so gonna earn big with this. Speaking of this. Tito came and made l..lambing to Mameng. I promised myself that I will not make any scene just to be noticed by a guy. Mission failed. It's a long story though.
Anyway, I don't want any gossips hitting my face when school starts.I've got no idea what happened.
I'm trying to scan some previous posts at MMP. I used to be updated. But, I got tired of going back. So many pages. It's killing me.I'm still on my denial stage. Whew. Stage one baby. How I wish I could jump to stage 5 already. ((: But I do love my life. And still, expecting things to happen.
I suck at reading Filipino Stories. I mean, reading them orally. My accent is not so Filipino. I don't even know how to pronounce such deep words.
I swear, I'm having difficulties. But, I'm gonna practice. =] I don't want to be a laughing stuff when I get back to the Philippines. Plus, I already got myself humiliated in front of my Mom's Fil workmates. I won't let it happen again. I missed 11:11 pm again. ((: I set an alarm but I forgot to press the "Ok" button.
How stupid of me. :-J Oh well. I'll try it again, tomorrow. I've been waiting for it every night.I still can't decide what I'm gonna wear tomorrow. D: Should I wear pants or skirt? uhh. Too girly. Super Vain. : )) I'm also spending 70% of my time looking at myself at the mirror. Wondering if I'm still looking good.
This has got to meet its end. I'm starting to get tired of it. Anyway, I give up on things easily. Especially when I know that, its already a game over for me. Labels: Confessions
Unlike any other girls, I am different in my own unique way. So don't even dare comparing me with them. 
You'll probably think it's weird. Well, there's nothing I can do about it, right? 
I wanna befriends with people my class than to those people who are just wasting their time pretending someone they are not! 
Whatever. I'm so not gonna talk about it. 
*What?! That's why we call it, WISH right?!
Aila