It’s when you find yourself angry for gazzillions of reasons yet at the end of the day, they’re the once who hug you with smiles so quirky. hmmm. They’re my little sisters, whose obviously not so little at all. I will post some of our old pictures and see better yet whose the prettiest. loool. hahaha.
P.S They’re actually taller than me and sometimes they act more mature than I do. trol. but whatever. heehee :3
Coldplay is one of my foreign fave bands and they’re going to have a concert this coming April! I’m planning on going. My mom already booked tickets to Aklan. It’s on the 11th to the 16th, its waaaay near on the 18th. anndd gaaah. Can’t heeelp it. I’m gonna make a business talk with my mom and dad about this. I hope they’ll get convinced. Must practice flowering my talks and be a good girl for plus points! heehee :3 I should probably find alternatives to find myself money. Uuughh. Please. Just for ones. I hope this plan would do cause I so wanna goo.
Pleaasee heeyalp meee ~____~
You cannot count regrets, nor can you count satisfaction. Have you ever felt that way unfair feeling of having to not know you’re own existence? I’ve been in gazillion times of those. It’s when most people revolving around you don’t normally understand. Too afraid to tell them how you really feel. A lot of times I tell myself to like, “just be fucking okaay, will you?”. It’s hard to face everyday and pull up a smile where everyone will look at you like “Damn, she really is okay.” Basically, that’s how a strong lady does. Smile, weave around, act like everything’s cool. when frankly, everything’s not.
I’ve been keeping myself focused on school because of unexpectedly getting a failing grade in one of my major subs. But nuff of that. I mean, seriously, can this getting-over get in any way shorter? Is there anyway, and I mean ANYWAY to cut this crap off and just.. just be fucking okay. It’s that point right there, right there when you just wanna slam every crappy things you see infront of you. It’s a bummer how people take it so easily. You know, the feeling of being so jaded that you hate everything relating to love because of that one thing you.. you just couldn’t bear to do. Yet others can.
The typical Carmela would always go about showing off her smiles to everyone not knowing she’s hurting herself. But I think I’m okay. Like. Am I? Can somebody tell me why in the world am I feeling this such of remorse. Sometimes I’m happy, its shocking even when I feel ecstatic than usual. hmm
I’m too afraid to let anyone know my hurt right now. I don’t blog a lot, obviously so pardon my sucky blog account. lol. I’m gonna get back on what I should probably and rightfully do which is, finish my report and revise my research paper introduction. Bye.
Old photograph compilation of my not-so-flattering-looks.
Abducted as they say…
Le creeper faces :3 Hoohooo
It’s not usual that a narcissist like me would reveal these ugly faces but due to boredom, these are very handy. hahaha <3
As I took the challenge of celebrating no-sleep-day, I came across some pictures from High School. It made me smize. Reminiscing how I opted to act like a grown up before, but now I kind of want to be a kid again.Who would want to get old anyway.
I remember one of my aunts told me, “You look such a grown up now, yet you still look like a kindergarten kid.” (Accepted the fact that I’m shorter than normal) Anyway, that’s not my point. My point is, being a child at heart gives cheeses to my endearing dead soul (somehow). How I wish to be a kid again. Do stuff and care least to the world. It’s hard to face the world independently (kind of), playing cards and be tricked by the witches of life, get to be vanished for a second, and then boom! back to reality. Still invisible to some eyes.
I understand how teenagers today are sucking up relationships, and making it a big deal to have a boyfriend or for others “flingfriends”. I mean, lemme shove it for you “KID, LIFE IS NOT ABOUT FINDING SOMEONE!” jeeez.
Sounding bitter, am I? Definitely, not. Some guys don’t make sense. Just saying though. So here I go again, babbling things out. I must not contin. Just to let everyone know.
NO, I DON’T HAVE A NEW GUY.
YES, I’M CONTENTED AND HAPPY OF EVERYTHING EVENTHOUGH LIFE CAN BE PRETTY JERKY AND BE SUCH AN ASS TO LIVE IN.
AND YES, I’m not making any sense here. But I’m positive. You get my point, right? Right? Riiight? LOL. Okay.
‘Nuff of all the blabbering. ADIOS! :3
