but sooner or later it’s over and i don’t want to miss you tonight.i don’t want to miss you tonight. i don’t want to miss you tonight. haaay, but i do and it sucks. just because i dreamt of ___ last night i couldn’t stop thinking about ___. i remember the times i acted like…

shit. i wanna go to college. please please let me go to college. i have to sidetrack myself away from this. i don’t want what i’m feeling right now. it’s all coming back, i don’t want to go back to highschool. maybe i do, but for the sole reason of apologizing to mrs. resterio. my…

i feel productive today. i did the laundry, i exercised and finished re-making the events outline for my fic. remember, my dad unintentionally deleted it. golly, i nearly cried. masiyadong madrama!i’m currently writing the fifth chapter. i hope i do get more reviews before i upload it. haha.. it’s not normal that i get more…

ahahaha. it’s been a while since i last sang that song with it’s backtracked lyrics “it’s fun to smoke marijuana… it’s fun to smoke marijuana… marijuananana marijuananana…”. i could only sing it with jami, i don’t know why. everytime i sing that song, i feel possessed (at least others think i am). i look like…

haaay. i feel goooooooooddddd!!! yeah!hehe. i uploaded the 4th chapter of my fic at fanfiction.net yesterday and i’m glad that it reached 10 reviews already on its first day. yay. that’s why i feel so alive and inspired to write today. reviews = multivitamins. unfortunately, dadddy accidentally deleted the events outline i made for the…

i miss shane. haha as in shane mc-something in the L word. she plays a lesbian role there. yeah right. i’m over that, ever since i felt so dooooommmeeeeddd when i left my bond paper sized picture of her with a love poem in the chapel during our recollection. wahahaaa… memories. i remember how funny…