Are they right? Am I just a silly girl who doesn’t know her own mind?
I’m all messed up this day. Like, nothing, as in purely nothing, is going my way. Me so dizzy on my way home plus a lost phone are more than enough to blast the villain side of my ego. Greatness. Is this a life, still? Anyway. I’m so bummed with my life right now. Nothing’s new, exciting, thrilling, or extraordinary at least. This is not good.
I want something fresh. Something contemporary. Something unusual. Something else. Lately I’ve been seeing girls with flashing make-ups and colorful dresses, garnished with sparkling bangles and beads. I wonder, would I feel and look better if I duplicate their style? Must I reveal the beast in me in order to be.. better? Urgh. This is not me.
But I need to keep up with my self, keep things real, keep them simple and pretty. What the fudge am I talking about? Erase thoughts. Erase. Blah.
Anyway. I’m much much much more matured now, I think. I’m knowledgeable of certain facts I never really knew before. I now know many things that for the longest time in my life, I never knew existed. Life is queer, indeed, sometimes even rude. But hey, do we have any choice?
Backtrack. For the benefit of whoever-it-may-be, I’m a clever person now :) Just recently gained a brain. Toodles! A quick glance over the contents of this thing I call brain (I hope it is indeed a brain). What do I know now? Well, I now know that sex is not all about reproduction, it’s for pleasure too. And people are generally, sex addict. Pornographic materials are top trending on sales chart, why wonder? Bah. Innocent? Pretentious, maybe. Reserve the drama please. This is not a theater, we are not in a play, actors are not welcome.
Also, I now know that to serve humanity is the very reason of living. Only a life lived for others is a life worth living, a great man says. I’m actually thinking of becoming a serious public servant. No, not a politician. A servant. A public slave in the service of the underserved and neglected Filipino people. Patriotic much?
Plus, I’m actually considering blogging/writing for a living. I’m not a master of such, though. But learning actually works! I can take lessons, acquire facts and tips from great journalists, travel and explore. I can always go beyond. But, I’m not actually thinking of giving up the sense of my long-term agony in a place we call school (and hell for me) for the sake of letters. Writing is just a past time of mine, so why not consider making some money out of it di ba. A BS-related work is still on top of everything else. Great. Someone’s talking about the future here. Knock!
Is this post too long na? Anyway, I don’t care. I wanna blab blab blab. Unhappy? Leave. Simple as that.
So I have sharp thorns on my heart now. Yes, the heart is broken. Very fragile. Too delicate and sensitive. I’m confused. Talk about love issues? Not my type. Next figure please.
There are a lot of things I want now. I want some chic nails, a velvet black coat topped with glossy silver glitters. Finger nail length is average, not too long not too short. I also want a pair of HK jeans, a neon pink one. A polk-a-dots sweater, with a fluffy and huge hood. A brown leather bag, customized with silver dangling chains with a shiny heart ornament at the end. A cute baby girl with rosy cheeks and red lips. A MacBook powered by a Windows7 OS armed with PS CS4, PvZ, MS Office 2007 and Windows Movie Maker, with a cute HK sticker on the cover. Any model phone that only I would have, nobody else. And a free pass to travel the world. ♥ Life is good.
School’s on the nerves again, and yea, it’s not something to party about. Like, what’s good with tons of quizzes, reports, and everything else? I would never really consider school as fun if not for my friends. And fine, the experience too.
Great. I’m on the heat for about 2 hours now. What keeps me sane? Facebook, tumblr, and a lot more stuffs. I think the caffeine’s effect is keeping me owl-eyed. Coffee at late nights are oh so cool 8-)
I smell fries on my mind. Oooh, I want some. McDo delivery! I wish I had the dough to sustain my luxuries. Haha! Mom’s gonna kill me if I’d deliberate naughty thinking and scrape some cash from her purse. But I do really want fries right now! Urrrghh. Served with some hot fudge sundae and nuggets, plus a double cheese burger! Oh great, dear stomach. Stop being hyperactive!
Maybe I could write better stuffs next time. Maybe. Gotta run.
Adios Pilipinas. I love you.