Monday, February 05, 2007
pointlessness to ponder
yahoo knocks me out of my feet. yup. everytime it knocks, i always have that hyper hormone surging through. and luckily, i managed to control myself, take a few breaths before i even reply and hit a cool pick-up line. i was supposed to make my chapter III and sign out from the internet but i just cant stop myself... i really dont know what to do. haha.. very funny.
it's just so weird to get my tongue-tied when i talk about you-know-who. i don't know. i admit i am really too fast to fall for someone especially since i had an affection for that person before. i just stopped myself before it goes too far. all of it was just like a joke.
i never imagined that the joke was on me.
but i knew for a fact, that things are too late. for the first time in my highschool life, i found someone worth of attention. someone you'll find so super duper hyper when you see him but manages to take ahold of the intense situation (mmm...dyahe!). someone nice and sweet and thoughtful.
but of course, things are not meant to go on...
i can feel that it's alot better to be friends. i like him, i do. but not "like like" him, owkei? but i just feel a little disappointed because i knew, after the prom, everything would be back to normal. normal as in.. as if nothing ever happened. i knew that maybe there would be little hi's and hello's back and a little chat through ym but after that, there's no point to say anything to each other, seriously. i knew that i had to say good bye and that i would find someone new, same goes with him. i knew it'd be an experience but it won't be that lasting memory as anyone would want it to be. i knew it won't be that page in our scrapbooks and will only be a footnote from our own stored-in-memory diaries. it won't be that special. but what's the point of making it special, anyway?
so ill just enjoy the rest of the day as long as the sun has not set... yet.
which is to happen anytime now.guess i have been wrong once again. i have fallen for the same old crap. but i won't let myself be affected too much.
cheers for me! for my bestfriends [sibs]! for my fantasy date list! and for that lucky bastard for having a once in a lifetime opportunity of having me as his date. lucky you. poor me. :P
posted by anthonette || 7:41 PM
the palace
78th street. chocolate wheatfields.
plotted at 1024 x 768 total area.
dear guest...
you are trapped in my own reverie.
the only way out is to walk through my life.
it is your fate.
and if you wish for liberty
i ask only for your tooth
that it may fulfill my dream
of being your fairy...
but if not,
you'll forever live in my illusion.
may i remind you, you are seeing through my mind.
whether you do good or bad,
i will always know...
i'd be glad to hear from you...
but make sure it's worthwhile......
enjoy your stay.
and i wish your dreams become a reality...
and your reality takes part in my dream...
my friend.
the tooth fairy
a teenager.
not only likes chocolates but especially, coffee.
has that undeniably "chocolate features"..the perfect chocolate proprietor.
loves accounting and bookkeeping except her stupid "ceiling-gazer" professor.
cannot survive without television.
cannot survive without food.
spends 500000 every 5 years for food and clothing.
certified food-a-holic.
loves exotic food, animals except...people.
despises math. and physics!
dreams to live in South Korea.
opposes North Korean nuclear testing forces.
a cool, calm and collected oppositionist.
struck by hyperactivism whenever "prince charming/s" is/are around.
object of ridicule.
with ferocious booming voice.
100 % female.
with a hundred percent set of teeth.
hates braces.
and guys who wear them.
and guys with glasses.
loves to write.
if there is pen and paper.
near-sighted.
wears a contact lens.
with newly-bought travel pack case from *japan home.
sleeps late.
hates texting.
loves chatting.
hates swallowing-self-pity-people.
hates insecured backstabbers with inferiority complex syndromes.
koreannovela addict.
juday-piolo love team fanatic.
friendly and approachable.
but..
pulaera. suplada. matapang.
"every guys pal, no guys passion."
with exception to my "adiktus" bestfriend, domingo..
has weird dreams once in a while.
has great big dreams.
doesn't dream at all when exhausted.
hopeless romantic.
narcissist.
believes on fate. relies on faith.
supports the bright and sunny movement.
opened a cupboard.
later on, closed it.
blogger profile here.
the little dreams
an Ipod.
a cellphone with CAMERA.
a boracay mansion.
a prince charming just like Xin.
a jaguar or ferrari, owkei na.
to go to S.Korea.
pass UPCAT and ACET.
be an Editor-in-Chief.
write an editorial.
update my blog every now and then.
eat a BIG MAC now!
establish a coffee shop.
have my own pictorial.
contribute to YoungBlood.
act on a play.
sleep 10 hrs. a day for a whole month.
think of any possible way to push through my xmas shopping!
"older posts" to appear in my tagboard.
find my perfect wedding dress.
but first, my prom dress.
overcome my fear of cockroaches and spiders.
join GABRIELA.
go back home, at Bicol.
eat ice cream for a whole day.
shop-till-i-drop.
for Princess hours to be a hit on Phil teevee!
somebody special and true.
someone who'll tell me:
"stay beside me. without you, everything will be empty."
stop being cheesy, mushy and emo.
overcome the fear for the future.
know my real dream.
find the one.
the parliament
on leaves and leaving.
my__friendster.
my__friendster.blog.
my__multiply.
princess hours!!!__friendster.
mia.
monica.
arjae.
rizelle.
jess.
berna.
joanna.
joanne.
kris.
renz.
joyce.
april.
kit.
naeces.
jenn.
ka silyas.
the kingdom
sibs.barkada.
the cupboard
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the memories
September 2006
October 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
June 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
the mail box
the pillar
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