nothing for me today.. went to school but nothing happened. what a boring boring day. but im a day nearer 18!!!! i wonder what will change.. or what will stay..

HAAAAAYYY I FEEL SO SLEEPY

i breathed a sign of relief. finished everything today... bwiset na psyche yan... but atleast im done! overnight pRO marathon na ito~!~! haaaaaaayyyyy.... sometimes i really want to die but there are times when i just love remembering...

a poem i loved

a poem i loved..

I Died with Jesus

I died with Jesus
And with Him was buried;
Yet raised from the dead,
With a new life to live.

In the waters I felt
Him wash my body;
The death He died
He died for my sin.

I was crucified,
Yet freed from my old body;
Together with Christ in burial,
United in resurrection.

Jesus Christ died for me,
And now I live for Him;
To Heaven He ascended
My place to prepare.

His throne of grace
My hope and salvation;
His great power in me
Incomparable to the world.

The new life I have
Is a life lived by Jesus;
At the right hand of God,
He directs my path.

I am dead to sin
But alive to God in Christ;
Possessing the glorious hope
With Jesus in eternal life.

-anonymous

aching muscles and my foot into paolo flores' ass

haaaaayy.. i enjoyed "rockista" last saturday, ok. but now my leg muscles hurt like crazy. ive got battle scars everywhere and allergies form all the smoke. its fun though. i love Ely Buendia.

the thing with paolo, though, is a little less than fun itself (but FUN just the same!) i was sort of disappointed that he couldn't tell me anything that makes actual sense so that i could at least understand you know? all i found out was he REALLY was that fucking gay! the chicken shit.. but dont get me all wrong, i had to pity the guy, i really do. at least the fury's long gone.. or is it? so maybe i can forgive... but i can never, ever forget.

really????

i mean , REALLY. u think we'll buy that 2nd rate acting of yours? now that everybody knows what a fake you are. and to even THINK of doing that to me is the most pathetic thing ive ever heard since the boyband age. dont tell me you're actually enjoying it? or are u just too dense to realize our whole block is laughing behind your back and right into your face as well! think again, BFL, who's gonna buy your fronts? you should've known. im too smart for that. apparently, your're not! anyway, enough about enjoying your mortification. ill let our class handle that.

and by the way, it was awfully funny in psyche 101 this morning... can u actually believe our professor knows about it too? well, its a matter of asking the right questions, and the right question is, who doesn't know????

my oh my, rumors spread like wildfire dont u think? especially if its TRUE!

in school

im still in school. so far.. no subjects succesfully attended except fer psyche to which, by the way, ive managed to piss my proff off ---if he isn't so touchy as hell--- and to which i was 30 minutes late, like always.

fucking everything

i cry but i laugh because the weight of my emotions was overdone by the fact that they're all very stupid idiots. why? i have no idea. they just don't seem to make much sense and im getting really sick and tired of always trying to make something valuable out of them.

yes, i cried and fist the floor but they think they're right and i wanna go insane (that's right, im not). i swear i'll wet my skivvies and everything but i will never, ever forget.

Hateful

colleen woke me up severely early this morning, saying our plans were postponed for the day. my beauty sleep, ruined. fine, so im free the whole day, then more time to sleep. i was happy. i went back to sleep, still happy.

But.

paolo called. plans MUST go on, he emphasized. so? its not like i REALLY have to go right? i can just totally ignore them and get right back to REM. Bur NO, they just HAD to bombard me with guilt-fishing messages and force me to get out of my half-asleep hysteria and ditch ditching them!