But I'm still alive and kicking. Oh but I srsly thought I was gonna die today. Went on sail again and the waves were just so.. !@#$%.. I srsly prayed my kind of like, last will or something.. Thank God I'm alive. And I survived the bumpy trip.

Labels: home, one of those what the hell moment

( via almonds-andraisins )
Everybody's getting old. I dun wanna be an adult yet. I hate birthdays. I wanna be young forever. I don't care about the gifts. I just wanna be young and not have birthdays. I wish April 4 won't ever come again.

I can't believe Geli  just turned eighteen. She's legal, she could be in jail if she ever does something stupid. What if I turn eighteen? And do some stupid things? I do stupid things a lot. I'd be in jail! Age would never be a reason for not being in jail. Cause I'd be legal. I don't like the idea. So not ideal. Just the thought of it makes me cringe manically. This is panic attack.

BREATHE. INHALE. EXHALE.
I still have two years. Two freakin' years. Three hundred sixty five days times two. That'd be more or less, 700 days, right? Would that be enough? Please let that be enough.

Last night was epic. We celebrated Geli's 18th Birthday. Everybody got drunk. Well not really everybody. Oh the pros of being in control. I'm glad I did not get drunk. Not even a sip.

On second and a slightly different thought, I dun think rejecting a drink is something cowardly. They say getting drunk means truths out. Fuck those who believe that crap. I can be true without getting drunk. I don't need alcohol to have fun. Alcohol is just an equipment. I can live without it. I can have fun without it.

I love you Geli. Though not in a Bromantic way, I mean it. I really love you. Happy 18th. Hope you really got surprised with our surprise. Love you bebe.


More details and pics on Geli's 18th soon.
I have two exams this week. Hist 1 and Envi Sci 10.
Better start getting into my studying kind of trance now.

Labels: college life, happy, one of those OHYES moments, one of those what the hell moment, UP

You know the thing is, I'm really getting tired of blogging about HIM ALL OVER AGAIN..

Can somebody please tell me what the bloody  hell's wrong with guys? Like seriously, I don't get them. This is unfair. Guys can read girls EASILY. But they're just sooooo. I DUNNO. Hard to read? You really wouldn't know what's inside unless you ask. And how are you supposed to ask when you don't have the FREAKING GUTS in the first place? I think I've wasted enough TIME.. But I still dun feel like giving up.. Really, I dont. I just like him like that. And if you ask me why? Seriously, I DON'T FREAKIN' KNOW WHY EITHER.

You know what really sucks about love, is that...When you finally decide you're ready, and that you promise it'll be the best this time, and that you'll do everything just to make it work, something just has to go wrong.. Like the guy, or the timing, or WHATEVER. Geeez.. DO HAPPY ENDINGS really exist? If not, then srew all the fairytales for making me believe.

I don't even know why I'm being like this. This, right here, is sooooo not me. Sooo not the April everybody loves. I love too much... And I think that right there might be the PROBLEM in me. And I hate it.

I really dunno what, now. Maybe all this ranting would just do for one day and you know, expire the next day or maybe when I see him again, I'd go all giddy and stuff again.. Back to being a FANGIRL.. But right now, I'm just... you know.

I'M GETTIN' TIRED.
AND I SWEAR I SWEAR I WISH HE KNOWS.

Labels: DABID, FANGIRL, one of those what the hell moment

Won't be continuing my previous blogpost today. My ear's eating all my mood up and it sure pisses me like how Satan pisses God. Ohyeah. I think it's one of those infections you get from I SERIOUSLY DUNNO WHERE.

Labels: one of those what the hell moment