your eyes make mine twinkle. and my heart beat a little crazier.
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Saturday, September 6, 2008, 12:43 PM
"brethens, love your brothers..." --TELL ME HOW.
no bloggie, don't put that smirk on your face yet. I have not deserted you. I was just uhhh... busy and lazy, as always.
MA. FRANCES a.k.a. "chincoii-slash-chinky" RONES::
HAPPPPEEE BUTDEEEEEIIII!! (belated) with lots of love from all of us. :) we labb ya dear.
So much for the belated greetings and all.
OK. I know I was unforgiving and rebellious ( like the Greek myths gods we are studying in ENG4 . hehe ) Kidding aside, I was really filled with anguish. Never did I imagine that I would be that "asar" to a friend. This is a first time that I had the urge to pull a friend's hair because of hatred and evil things. Im sorry. But please give it time to heal. I'm not ready yet. I don't want to pretend that everything's O.K. already, because they still aren't. I have to let go of the hatred first and foremost. And I hate it more than anyone knows. It affects me, though it may show that it does not. It greatly affects my spiritual life, I promise. It's my current struggle and please pray for me. I keep sinning because of the hate in my heart which I, myself, can't get rid of. I don't know why but she really gets to my nerves.
Let there be peace on earth. Yes I know. Please let me do some self-healing first.
To you, I am really sorry. I know I am hurting you, letting you be alone, with no one with you. I know I ought to be the one to look after you because we were placed in the same room each hour of the day. I am aware that I give you the eyes, I admit I do that intentionally and I can't help it even if sometimes, I want to stop doing it. Arggg. > HATE HATE HATE <
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Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt.
SIYEMS.16 years young. Christian. aspiring writer. journalist in the making. frustrated pianist. bubbly. witty. dreamer of big things. unsporty. narcoleptic. diagnosed thyself of SAD syndrome (beat that !). Kuyas' girl. your next big thing... nah, just kidding.
mucho love.
LOVES : guitars. TEDDIES - my best sleep buddies. bonbons . pigging-out... I mean eating out, of course. :)) cracking the CORNIEST jokes. ICE CREAMS. laughing till my tummy hurts. friends. GOD.
LOATHES : the devil - LOSEEER .! liars. "feelers". dull moments. strict school rules. having to be on a diet. arrr. people who don't even TRY to laugh at my jokes.
WISHLIST : ( GIMME some love XD ) a DSC-T700 . a lomo cam. yabang pinoy band. a cellular phone. trip tickets to EUROPE. more teddies :) . have guitar and piano lessons.
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+ Boredom Kills.
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+ SAILING ON A BULLETIN BOARD?
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+ once a flirt, ALWAYS A FLIRT.
+ the OWSI.
+ GOTCHA !
+ HOW I HATE TIME !
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Inspiration from DancingSheep & BONBON:D
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