Sunday, March 26, 2006

suMmeR's hAp'niN so fAst


haru, haru, haru? i likey my new lay-out. notice that i don't really ask your opinion on this, hehe. muwaaah. haha. pero it's okie. i shall welcome them.

i took out the comments section kasi puro tamad kayo!!!

aherm.

it's vacation na. as in, NOW na. that's why im still blogging at 4:00 in the morning.

my mom, my brothers, my aunt, my uncle and my cousin are coming to pick me up tomorrow. weee. im a family affair, all by my wee self... :p im going home... :D

i luv it chu mats! :p

happee, happee, happee... kahit na i don't have a place to stay pa. yey. yey. i'll just camp out underneath the overpass and leave it at that... :p yey-ness. :D

im gonna miss you guys. kahit three weeks lang. kahit pag balik ko sa katips eh i'll wish for home ulit... :p haha.

i miss my friends. i miss my family. the padur (daddy) is cleaning my room, hehe. the boys have been living in it for a year so, guys, scat. im gonna be queeeen for three weeks.

im effing BORED and EXCITED at the same time... :p

waaah. beach, bitch! :D

Thursday, March 23, 2006

ciGaRetTe smOke aNd siP oF wHisKey


although my freshman year is by no means over -- there is still the matter of my 100-page portfolio to get out of the way -- i would like to congratulate myself, and you too, guys, on a job well done. yey.

*doing the i-survived jig*

loved my freshman year. sure, the urge to jump off the nearest building came but they went. i had fun, made a lot of coool fuwendsh (cry) and gained weight. yip-pee. i will not dwell on that.

it's hard to be philosophical when im thinking of my as-yet-unfinished portfolio.

craaaap. haha.

<<-->>

slept at five last night. since vacation's so near, im already tasting it, my sleeping habits have returned to their abnormalcy. wee. i read memoirs of a geisha last night and so far, im lurving it... tas, when i had nothing else to do, i took a one-hour shower and shaved my legs.

hai. iba talaga 'pag bored.

i watched csi too, in the wee hours of the morning. coolness.

i need more coffee. my san mig is running out.

*at the rsf. cute guy beside me. very bohemian rocker-y. haha. god help me if he reads this.*

toodles, kids. :')

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

hiPs doNt liE


question for blog-enthusiasts out there. if you're a college blogger and you transfer schools, will you retain your blog's address so that people from where you're from can still read about your life, if they want to?

wala lang.

im happy with someone. i don't want to jinx it. some people, some things. yey.

summer's just around the corner. im on a happy high, it's so disgusting. math 12 shall be bearable.

Monday, March 20, 2006

gOd, i nEeD a siN



i've finally uploaded the chad michael murray pics...
god, that look.
god, the facial hair...
a shirtless smoker has never been this hot before.
trust me, ive seen lots of the kind,
both hot and the not.

sorry girls, he is soooo going to marry me.

<<-->>

waaaah. how's that for a greeting?

math finals kanina. stared long and hard at my paper and thought, simultaneously, "shit on pie" and "buti na lang hindi ako nag-aral."

weeee.

have a ton of botany notes i have to study. as in fresh start kasi wala talaga akong alam. weee. wala na talaga akong gana. i can almost taste the summer. woooo.

<<-->>

last na talaga:


i love him. :D

ive found my sin.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

sLacKer, miSs bRigHtsiDe?


i am NOT exempted from the math finals since i haven't gotten an email from miss evangelista. woo. damn it. haha. wookie lang. waaaah.

but i am not studying. gosh, bakit kaya. ive been so neglectful of my studies lately. hm. hm... tsk, tsk, sasha. ang sama-sama mo. you are going straight to hell!!!

aherm.

on different matters, im nearly done with my personal essay. just some tweaks na lang and it's all set. i guess i was spurred by steph's essay. i read it and my ego went prffffft like an overweight man who hadn't shit in quite some time. shit, wala talaga akong talent! haha. but anyway, it's there. marami pang kasunod but matatapos ko rin yun.

i need help in my botany!!! i have no notes and my attention span sa class has been next to nothing. HEEEELLPPPPP!!!

uuwi na ko... next week, haha. basta. malapit na. im sooo happy.

i have math finals in 13 and a half hours but my ass is still in front of my laptop.

i should really start feeling panicky.

pssst: i forgot to thank nikay and cat and angelo and rachelle and chuchu for, er, showing, er... concern. haha. im okie now guys.

ive been downloading pix of chad michael murray cuz im casting some people in this semi-chick lit im writing... i cant upload them here but let me tell you that he has his i'm-gonna-slather-you-on-a-cracker-and-eat-you-up look. gawd.

Friday, March 17, 2006

bLeEdiNg aNd broKen


hey there. low energy. god. will have to update this blog when i have the time, tell yah guys all about the mess of the past week.

i looked like a sock daw sa play. aha, an effective sock, i learned.

and i am hurting right now. inside. that's metaphorically and literally. last night, i felt so sick. feverish. gawd, i am dying. and i haven't written a word of my personal essay. ouchies. sniffle. sniffle.

god, i am soooo freaking sick.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

tHe litTle deTaiLs


life's peachy, all a blur. yipes, shan't become poetic. metaphors are not for me.

swamped.

Friday, March 10, 2006

sTeaL soMe coVeR, sHed soMe sKiN


what makes us happy? ako, ewan ko. haha. ayaw kong magtanong ng ganyan. masyadong deep and profound and all that freaking-ass jazz.

well, i'll list sum of them down, para, er, masaya... :p

1. wearing a skinny black top for school

2. lying down on top of math tables in a dark classroom

3. being with maria in the smocket (haha)

4. laughing at barok jokes and mike enriquez impersonations

5. four seasons

6. wanting to dance while listening to rob thomas getting it on

7. watching nico martinez and creaming my pants

8. nico martinez

9. making eye contact

10. slicing sexual tension

11. singing songs and making senti at sec

12. singing "sunday morning" with gino

13. singkamas

14. hugging booby :D

15. imagining "mr. man" (heya, stephie)

16. making up my own fuck list. man, is it fuuuuull

17. screaming

18. finding out gideon got kicked out from american idol, hehe.

19. HIM

20. watching people lurve each other

21. meeting new people and making new friends... aww...

<<-->>

this was one helluva day. i lurved spending time with my m02 class, hehe... :p basta, it was so fun, i was so happy... hehe.

as usual, i can NOT freaking recount what happened today. basta, freaking masaya. ang sarap tumawa, pucha. haha. iba tooo, peepz. yo, niggah, wazzup, bebeh?

haaaa.

"chip, ang dameng bangkay detu!!!"

freaking ass everrr.

<<-->>

nico martinez is sooo fucking hot. he is sooo on my fuck list, haha. he's the champion sa college championship chuchu ng jeopardy. the first time i saw him, wala na. so fucking lost!!! waaaah.

he is soooo adorable. haha. basta, he's sooo cute, he's sooo hot, he's an athlete, he's sooo freaking hot, (nasabi ko na ba yun?), tas he's sooo smart pa. he's 6'1", colombian... tas ang lakas ng feeling ko na, grabe, we are soulmates!!! waaaah!!! haha, we have to get married and confuse our children. weeee. tas he'll go help our children do their assignments while i write my books and cook dinner. wheeee.
"Born February 9, 1984... A four sport athlete in high school ... Earned all-state honors in track and field and soccer, and was named all-region in basketball ... Was awarded National AP Scholar, National Hispanic Scholar and a member of the national Honor Roll ... Hobbies include watching and playing all sports and outdoor activities ... Spent the summer of 2004 working for a consulting firm that deals with international conflicts and trade in Washington D.C."

"Achieved a No. 2 ranking in men's open singles for the USTA Florida section ... Took a year off of school to play tennis at the "Tough Tennis Academy" in Naples, Florida ... Was named high school varsity Athlete of the Year in 2001-02 ... Won a Florida men's open tournament in April of 2003."

(i found this on the net. i think gostanford.com or sumthing... :p)



and he freaking won 100,000 dollars, demmit!!!



he looks so freaking greasy here pero i don't care. i'll just imagine na galing lang siya sa court or gym or whatever... waaaah. marry me, putangina!!! :D

people, watch jeopardy this monday at 930 pm, sa etc second avenue. nico martinez, everyone. he is MINE.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

gRanNie paNtiEs


heyaaaa.

ive been snatching sleep all day. nagsimula kaninang umaga... 7:30 na, i was still in bed. haha. stumbled into school at 8. (quickie everything, hehe.) tas practiced the lit play. my knees freaking hurt.

ang sarap ng feeling ng nasa stage ulit. i mean, i forgot how it felt like. haha. nung high school, i practically lived onstage. it's nice to be back although ang role ko lang eh drag queen, meaning, im just being dragged all over the stage. haha. wala lang. i think i want to join some theater thingies next year. pero joke lang 'to. ano ko, buang?

<<-->>

one tree hill was waaaaah. can't elaborate. you know me. the things that make me happiest can't be expressed by words. nakana, parang "cartographies of silence." waaah.

<<-->>

did nothing but go crazy today. yey. haha. fucker, i really have to freaking WORK!

haha. wookie. i will.

<<-->>

meeting with mamush got postponed cuz sabi ni mom na The Father misses me. haha. oki, tomorrow we will meet. tomorrow, i will eat. :D yey lots.

oooh, the beginnings of a poem... :p haha, patheteeeek.

<<-->>

got into a really *deep* conversation with isel about friends. hai. the memories. the people. the *sigh* backstabbing...

im coming home soon, motherfuckers!!! muwaaaaah. amishuall!!! hehehe.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

yEahBa, tHat kiNda hUrts


yet another mindless blog entry from me, that idiotic ninny who runs around school with shirts too small and large feet plopping all over the place. but come on, people, alam ko naman na hindi niyo ko matitiis.

haru, haru, haru.

asar sa math, shushu. tatlo na lang eh hindi pa nakuha. asar, puchaaah. harhar, babeeh. what am i talking about? well. nothing smart, as usual. im babbling, babbling. hai. you know how you get a nosebleed when things get too overwhelming? yeah, im having the feeling that accompanies it.

im digressing. shitskah.

<<-->>

went into reminiscing mode after filipino with isel, sandilicious and jevvie. cute. we talked about high school and it was amazing how much we had in common. from the self-introspection drama to the make-the-teacher-cry-buckets movement. ang saya saya!!! :p

i miss my friends. zelle, don, eydi, etei, eunice, bry... shit, parang ang pathetic, sila lang yung friends ko. haha. jooooke.

<<-->>

this day has brought on a lot of realizations regarding the opposite sex.

i would like to thank isel (sheeht, pang-oscars, snigger) for making me realize some things about a certain someone.

tas i would like to thank my m02 class for making me realize thangs about lurve. hehe.

<<-->>

saw x.o. kanina. (okie, i do nooot know how to freaking spell his name. i shall go with the candy version.) tas si kelly rin. and aretha. or was it layla? aretha yata, haha. anyhoo, i miss arnis. haha. geek.

<<-->>

ang dami kong gagawin. na-feel ko na yung pressure kagabi habang i showered. haha. scrubbing myself, bigla kong naisip, "sheeeht, im drowning in requirements and i haven't even made a freaking dent on it. pakerrr." pero syempre, tinagalan ko pa yung paliligo ko. excuse me, i had the world's angriest migraine possessing me.

time to get bitchy... whoo.

<<-->>

sir aris came out. sheeht, walang effort eh alam na namin. haha. joke lang. ahlabyusir. hihihi.

<<-->>

what if a gay person proclaims that he hates gay people? i don't even want to give my opinion on this ngayon. im just too tired and gorgeous.

babush.

good luck with life, peepz!!! :p

Monday, March 06, 2006

yOu cAn jUst suRreNdEr nOw


yes, i was wearing my carlito shirt... so no one mess with me!!! rawr!!! haha... :D

<<-->>

we just got whacked senseless at the stone reporting thingie. i didn't report. isel did. but still, we were stiiill battered. wheee. strangely, i feel different-er (snigger) this time. my first thought was that she really hates me. pero i think that arnis stick whacking my head and that agonizing migraine afterwards cleared my foggy (and delusional) mind. parang, "stooopehd. ano ba?!" haha. i kind of liked the way she bludgeoned our report. kasi... ewan. sheeht, im maturing. hahahahaha.

<<-->>

notes on "archaic torso of apollo" which was reported by the power couple and hitler and the Master. basta. anyhooos, when miss lin explained it, i thought, "shit, ang labo ni Rilke. genius!" haha, it's like, nung una, isip ko grabe naman yung pag-represent niya dun sa torso and the head. ang labo, etchus. tas naisip ko, "shoot, didn't think of that before." tas, it was like a lightbulb sa tabi ng head ko that went ting!

*that* is what poets do. give an artistic voice to something that people have never thought of that way before. i realize that i do not make sense and that this is a reflection of my standing in my m02 class but fuck off, baby! ehehehe. sheeht, asteeg ampu!

<<-->>

pics today, dun sa walkway in front of the botany lab. horsing around with peeepz.

<<-->>

you know that headache yesterday? hm. i slept early. escapism, snort. and it came back with a vengeance kani-kanina lang while gino and dani got it on with fever. i can't even describe the pain. i wanted to evaporate.

so i got a "get-out-of-hitler's-play-practice" card and went back to the dorm, ready to sleep again.

but i saw that no one was using the phone and so i called my mom and we talked crazy, as always. hai. wala na akong migraine. hehe. wisps of it na lang. "thin, shadowy things," to use a line from our play. it's there, lurking. but in the meantime, i surf like crazy and drool over pics of kiera knightley.

<<-->>

everyone around me is going crazy and i am yet to feel the pressure. haha, baliw. any minute now, i shall explode.

but the stress is manifesting in other ways naman. my tummy is going nuts but maybe i can attribute that to the feasts i had last saturday. (i agree with steph: i dream about cara's cheese dip.) and then, of course, there is the migraine. and maybe the fact that when i think about the end of the sem and a blank picture pops into my head ain't good news either. hm.

fushigi yuugi at six. (geek!:p) tas jeopardy at 9:30. tas bones at 10. tas lost season premiere at 10-12. yeeeey.

i will never get around to doing my papers and reports and shiznats.

waaaah.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

i bruise easily


i stink like something that came out from the wrong side of a toilet bowl. it's been hours since the arnis finals and even after a mr. and mrs. smith viewing in which i imagined myself as mrs. smith, i still haven't taken a bath. why? aside from the fact that my head officially freaking hates me, my body is too sore for me to crawl inside the bathroom to wipe the grime and utter demise off me.

yes, i am being sarcastic but i do not freaking care.

<<-->>

haha, i lost sa first fight ko. haaaaa. loser ampu, hehe. :p okie. i shall defend myself. sir richard turned my opponent into a psycho by giving her the false impression that i am good at this kind of artistic violence thingie. eh she's varsity-in-training na nga eh. woooow. well, then. i got creamed. we went into sudden death pa nga and i had the distinct feeling na it was my sudden death sir mike was talking about. wheee.

so i lost. haha. pero im joining the varsity training this summer. pramis. i think. ewan. alam nyo naman ako, uunga-unga. tamad. slob, chuchu...

<<-->>

stuck a paracetamol down my unwilling throat and my headache is actually clearing up.

<<-->>

god, still hate her.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

midnight in the garden of good and evil


wow. what a superrr day. haha, super inday and the magic bibe. whatever, haha. basta.

the morning started out okie enough, with me waking up at quarter to five to sneak into the common room and write "happy birthday gabie" on the white board. now, don't give me shit about that. she was freaking out last night. my heart, mush as it is, evaporated and i gave in. dalawang linggo na lang.

tapos i slept again and at around 10, i woke up to the sound of gabie walking around the room. okie, so kunyari i was still asleep. haha. i hate confrontations. what a bitch i am, hehe... :p

so, anyway, i flew to arneow to wait for fiddly-diddly (haha) kasi she's my ride to cara david's. practice kasi kami ng play sa house niya. anihoosh, when i got there, it was exactly 11. i was trying hard not to freak out... isip ko, sheeeht, kung iniwan ako nila, fidelis at belle, i won't go to cara's na!!! sheeht, i don't wanna go back to the dorm and face gabie. haha.

fortunately, she arrived. siyempre, we got lost on the way to cara's, complete with a pms-ing mmda traffic person.

i loooove cara's house. i looooove cara, haha.

most of all, i looooooove my m02 class. haaaaaaaa.

it was a fantastic day. fantastic. i don't wanna elaborate. haha.

(going over my blog, i noticed na yung mga happy moments ko, yung mga todo enjoy, hindi ko nasusulat. haha, ang selfish ko... hihihi. :p)

<<-->>

birthday ni gabie and i've come to a realization. sasha, be nice. you've always been nice. (hehe.) yes, you can be bitchy but often, you don't mean to be. sure, you're mean to some people but you don't do it intentionally. ganyan talaga kapag biznatch. :p pero kapag you are intentionally bitchy, it's just sad. kasi affected ka rin. you feel bad when you're bad to someone. you easily become guilty and you're freaking scared of confrontation, man. haha. you suck at being a mean bitch.

wow. shit, did i just justify myself? hmm... yes, yes, i think i did.

squeeze me, girlfriend. (snap, snap, snap.)

<<-->>

gabie bought us a feast. hm. i will shut up na. for now.

<<-->>

nitra pablo may very well be my sparring person competitor thingie sa arnis. you know, hitler nin. waaahoo. haha. biznatch. amazon. holy fucking shit, I AM GOING TO DIE THRICE OVER.

pray for me, people-ness.

<<-->>

i am watching binibining pilipinas. okie, this is what i promise myself. i will become a bum only until the sixth month after graduating from ateneo. if after that sixth month i still have no job, i will join a beauty pageant. yes, man. haha. see how willing i am to join pageants?

i hate pageants.

haha. i will make a career out of beauty pageants and totally throw away my hundred-thousandsss-peso / "the" atenean education to be a beauty pageant freak.

oh, did i offend anyone? sorry.

snigger.

Friday, March 03, 2006

caLamAri


hey there, guys. i have come to a realization. if i continue feeling this way about this thing, then i'll never get anywhere. if i continue to hate it, then it will continue hating it back. if i just enjoy myself (and there is, admittedly, a lot to enjoy) then things will turn out great. right? right.

okie. then i'll just do that. enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!

okay. english and lit's done with. now i freaking hate botany, haha.

<<-->>

this morning at m02, well, it was cool. i lurve antigone but you don't need to know that. haha.

funny thing happened. steph was playing with gino's sword. now, i know that i have a dirty mind (filthy up there) but hey...

hehe. anong hayop ang kailangang mag-brief? snort.

<<-->>

i can't wait for the semester to end, haha... :p

Thursday, March 02, 2006

aFteR eNdiNgs


and so franz blew me away with his neato card tricks and gino just flew me to the moon. craaaap. ba't ba ganito ang world? and daming talentadong boys. boys, snort. men. chuchuchu. ayoko na. it's just either jealousy and worship and there is no way i am joining the gino fan club. i don't even want to elaborate on gino anymore. the man can even juggle, damn it. (m02 is now on the quest to find something gino can't freaking do.)

wah.

practice ng play, kinaladkad lang naman ako across F304. ang saya-saya. tapos pinaghahampas pa ako ni isel. super-duper coolness. minsan, pag loser ka, totodohin mo nang loser ka eh. tang'na. hai. two freaking lines and i have freaking bruises on my knees. thanks, franz. thank you oh so very much.

do you now detect sarcasm coming off me in waves? good.

<<-->>

dumaan yung noise barrage while we were practicing. saya. siyempre, maingay. kaya nga noise barrage eh. unga ka rin, no? sus. i sooo wanted to be there, to get into the action, to make noise!!! protest the utter mess that is our country. shoop-shoop. andun nga si sir aries. pinababa ako. hindi puwede eh, baka kagatin ako ni nin.

<<-->>

scared for tomorrow. "conversations with a stone" reporting. hate it. hate that freaking poem talaga. hate analyzing poems. can't i just read them and say that it's nice? that it makes me feel warm and fuzzy? that it makes me think? and whatever things i come up with in my thinking don't have to be broadcasted for 10 percent of your grade in literature, a subject you're already flunking. wahoo. iba ang life ko.

im quite sure she's gonna pick me to report. i have the strongest suspicion that she lies awake at night, thinking about what torture to put me through. basta. she'll pick me. she needs this fix. needs to see me squirm, needs to see the tears welling up in my eyes, needs to see my knees shake, needs to hear my voice wobble.

sheeeht, paranoid ampu.

pero she might draw lots na lang. pero that's not comforting. sa lahat ng group reports sa klase niya na nag-draw lots, lagi ako nabubunot. it's like the universe is conspiring against me. sheeeht na malagkeeeeht.

pero if she's nice (and she is, on rare occasions... :'p) she'll pick tet. cuz tet is cool. tet can give us a kick-ass grade, baby. yeah-ba.

if she's nice.

bring out the buckets and catch my tears as they fall.

<<-->>

i am hormonal. not fully but im getting there. (nudge-nudge, wink-wink.) sana sa arnis, eherm-eherm, im not, er, gushing. yaaaaak. haha.

<<-->>

i realize that the chances are high that i am imagining all this but... well... stop looking at me. i don't feel comfortable na you have someone else in your arms tapos you're looking at me. don't. and don't smile. if it's all crap anyway, just act like i don't exist. it's waaay easier that way, di ba?

(jealousy, swimming saints into the sea...)

<<-->>

lighter note... :p

NAKAKATAWA TO, PRAMIS!!! (credits to jevvie.)

question: anong hayop ang kailangan ng panty?
answer: eh di, ELEPHANTY

(sandi and sasha's thought: joke yun?)

question: anong hayop ang kailangang mag-brief?
(drumroll please...)
answer: eh di, BIRD!!!

(insert sasha's hysterical laughter here and sandi's dry are-you-kidding-me stare.)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :D it's so freaking funny!!! :D

haaaaai. sabi ko sa inyo naloloka na ako eh. :p

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

liKe, wHat tHat's tHiNg oN yOur foReheAd?


nothing. there is absolutely nothing on my forehead. i didn't go to church, i didn't go to mass. i ate chicken and absolutely did not fast. i didn't pray at all today, didn't step inside a sacred place. when i passed by the chapel or the gesu, i looked away. but i watched the people march and go inside in swarms. it was beautiful.

don't get me wrong. i'm not proud of this. i'm just... well... a terrible catholic. i lurve God but the thought of sitting inside a church with people for more than an hour... well.

<<-->>

my day was fantastic. yes, i wrote that with just the right touch of bitterness. wala na naman kaming botany. sayaaaa, wow. haha. i think it's God's way of telling me to get a move on. God's way of giving me a chance to wade through the mess that is my academic life and make a dent.

well, i haven't. haha.

natulog ako. saraaaap. i ate too much, spent too mcuh and slept too much. wow-ness. sarap ng buhay ko.

i am gonna be soooo freaking screwed for the next days. hellloooo.

<<-->>

did my last three hours ng scholar service thingie. i had to beg oaa to get me a job. i had to go knocking on departments and plead with them to create a job for me. wow. shush. parang future ko. haha.

but im done. saya. haha. never mind that i totally fucked up the budget and disbursements ng ecce department. haha, pwede pala akong maging accountant for a corrupt politician.

uy, kung eto parin yung government natin pagka-graduate ko, eh di may trabaho ako. haha, nudge-nudge, wink-wink... :'D

<<-->>

okie. since this is the end of this entry, i know that malaki yung chances na wala na kayong interes. well, haru. here, i vent.

i was so mortified kanina. haha. hi nikay.

i'll go slithering back to my closet and write poems there. lately, my poems have been so fucked up and not in a good, poetic way. as in PAKDAPAMPU. waaaah. brrfff.

ima put my last two poems heah. i don't wanna hear about it in the real world. please and thank you.

i wrote a poem called "imprints" and it's not a very good erotic poem. it's not even trying to be an erotic poem because that's just gonna be too sad. it's too freaking literal kasi.

"Mornings after,
every muscle in my body will protest
and every soft part of me will ache.
I feel like the Earth after a thunderstorm.
I know all this, all the nights before.
And as I stare into your mirror
(I am sure you’ve heard the thin cries of my mind,
the raspy moans of my body
from where you drank your coffee)
you come back."

growl. minsan lang 'to. minsan lang, peepz.

tas the one i wrote... shtooopied. couldn't even think of a bleeping title.

"Mistaking the shifting of the mud
for the voices underneath.
The man in an orange suit
imagined his darling’s call for dinner,
across miles and miles,
heard the thunder of Heaven and Earth copulating
in a rage, the white-hot rage
of disgusted gods."

what the hell? man in an orange suit. juju. but in fairness, i lurve the last three lines. haha.

im going to change my poetry blahg address. which is not saying a lot since isang tao lang naman ang nagbabasa nun, other than me. shiyeht. hi, nikay. i shall leave the poetry to you and the emo pag-iinarte writing to me. in other words, blogging.

someday, someone's gonna pay me for reliving my days. buwahaha.

at someday, someday, sisingilin ko kayo!!! hehe... :'p