Through the months and so with the days I was really madly busy... ME crushing on SOMEONE will always be a problem. & He is currently my ever bIGGESt WHAT IF @: There's no day he won't cross my mind, there's no day I couldn't mention his codename to my friends & there's no day he gives me a slap on my lamest face. & now I'm quite back for the real fight, real life. First school year academic class has been really challenging and quite successful... I attained unexpected positions and responsibilities in which I'm really not capable of doing so...People strongly trust me to informations I say...but sometimes that word trust lead me to dismay. We all need a break & so do I. Rolling through the battles with the thorns of fire we encounter & conquer the coolest iciest ice, we melt them down to caress the smoothest success there after...

So dwelling is my problem & so is hesitating.
You know I talk to myself like a lot, more than every time I go to bath. That's the real living room for me, the bathroom. I don't really know now... I don't get it, but why am I having a problem with that guy? So does this mean that...that guy is my problem? & this block representative thingy that's driving me insanely stress stepping up soon to be innocent weak external vice president for the next school year...not to mention replacing that gay ex VP (don't like him/her).

So my biggest problem is...I got no one to talk to pretty soon.
I will be taking up math 51 & I'm excited and pressured )___( . I'm actually aiming for flat one so my papa will buy me a notebook & hell yeah. DEAL.

I am thinking of shifting a course, I'm still feeling unstable about this course, though I'm enjoying...this is not really my field, my papa gave me advice & so...you know I wanted to get some arts thingy course but since this course got me stipend every month (just delayed though)so I was thinking this is good & I'm happy I have helped a lot of people. That life is not full of fantasies and easiness... That life is really great , I have no right to act such as getting mad easily, losing temper and the sapot sapot thing because it's no good. Lucky I live with a happy life, simple family though no money but still faithfully serving and doing everything & dedicating it to Jesus.

Some of my classmates now are in the midst of no money...
So this is a real life story : His father is working hard abroad & yet he's not really doing well in his academics since he got himself addicted to DOTA.
The other one: Her mother is still in Manila, waiting for the reply of which she was applying for...going to Saudi Arabia --- knowing that there's already war in some parts of the middle east now... & some of my mates will stop schooling & they will be having summer jobs to help their parents---instead of attending summer classes, they will save money for the next semester... & some really did go off sem, they ran out of money :( and that's the reality.

In this new environment, I was really built up to wake up from the reality. When I was in high school, life has been really easy (except for the academic thingy)--- I mean, I always ask money from my parents, I didn't even know how to save. A lot of money was really wasted. Money is something... Something that led me not to go to somewhere and I was left behind to hanging out with friends that's why it's better for me to stay home. For reals, I can live without any friends, like socially...

One time, I dated myself. I ate sundae alone in the Jollibee main & I felt completely happy. I just can't tell. Sometimes it's better to be alone and write stuffs and plan for better things. After these courses, I'll go...somewhere far.

& I chatted my viet friend today :3333 you know, FLING? haha. nice. FUNNY bed rock convo LOL. since that othar guy---Darren sok got Angel Vee Vo already LOL. K whatevers, I like my virtual life more than the real one--sometimes. haha



I'm excited for math 51!!! LOL.
& this Ungtayz Le is cute haha. asdfghjlf, he told me not to post this his gf might get jealous. Jealous of me lol, we're not talkin dirty nyways. blah blah.