Alas! I ruled the house for 3 days!

My parents got this trip to Boracay for 3 days and I just can't go, due to some lame neccessities in Life, which I have to consider as the "foundations" of my future and of myself, as an individual...In short, I had to go to school... yea... definitely... a bummer. Anyway, at first it was like.."yeah! they'll be gone for days! No one would tell me what to do for 3 days!" (wtf!) but, oh yea. it was like that. I was the girl who worshipped the sound of "THREE DAYS".

When they left...everything was still good. I had no classes the next day. I was super relaxed coz no one woud dictate to me a list of chores and things to do for the day. I was a couch potato, who's only struggle was how to get my head in a more comfortable position while watching a movie, and believe it or not, I didn't even get to take a bath for the day! Yup! That's what I was while they were gone... a pig!

Yet, when night came. I had to totally put myself back and start with schoolwork, and thank God I finished it in no time. But when I got to bed, it surely wasn't easy. I would often hear my parent's voices in my head and think that they were on the other side of the room divider. I could not sleep comfortably. It was a night when I couldn't get myself sink into the deepest sleep that I wanted. A slight sound change of the aircon's thermostat would awaken me. I was a guard dog...A chicken who could only sleep in half... Oh well, you got me..I missed my parents that night.

Well. I admit, being independent and all that is really what I loved the most since high school, but everytime independence would sit on my palms, I could never stir my mind away from memory lane. I would always think of them, and what my normal day would have been with them around. There would also be this thought that erupts in my mind that what if something unwanted is about to happen. God, I still cannot bear the cruelties of life without them! I'm still learning the ABCs of Responsibility, the 123s of living..

How ironic this has been, but I know I have to face the demands of everything. I just hope that my parents get back home safe.

sucker!

Triple Sh#t!

I just played the guitar and sang infront of my classmates! And know what the TOTAL HUMILIATION part is???.... I lost focus and ended up with the wrongest chords ever! At that moment, I just wanted to *poof*.... and disappear!

Know what.. i promised myself not to play after that "Y*n" incident. I just don't want to remember! Like I said in my previous entry..I don't want to take a road trip, which will only give me false emotions and regrets in the end.. I HATE THAT! no more no less!

SO.. there.. the point is, I was a sucker. I broke my own promise, and at the same time I humiliated myself infront of the whole class!

Therfore now..I'm gonna make a challenge nalng for myself.. and the price would be...... solitude. Yes, peace and quiet within my soul and within my mind, and within my heart.

The challenge then would be: "Last Feb.21,2008, 7:45pm, would be the last day I would play the guitar and sing infront of a crowd.I shall NEVER play in a crowd again!"

=( =( =(

wanna road trip? who doesn't?

Everybody around me is....!in-love

They've been squealing! They've been blushing! They've always been in the state of idle and pleasant

contemplation! Oh I don't know. It seems like I'm the only one left,unin-love. But, hey! hold your tongue. I

ain't a desperada, a "sawi", or whatever thingamaword you call about someone who hasn't found the right one yet, or who never will. I mean, I'm not a left out, but whenever my girlfriends would come to a point of remembering their first love and heartache, there's nothing I could do but to rest my chin on my palms, flash them a grin, listen, and listen and listen. I've heard a lot of love stories from them that I could almost write a book. It's not that I can't relate either, I mean, I had my own experience but I don't make it a fuss in my head that I always take a tour on my past, reminisce the good 'ol sweetest days and in the end drop a tear like they do. I don't find it cheesy, I find it unthinkable. Yes, you got it right sport, I'd rather shed a tear for a test paper than on past false feelings. At least the test paper gives me instant, specific checks and exes on where I got wrong, so it becomes easy to learn.I don't have to reminisce and reminisce the whole week and think about where I had placed myself wrong, and where the other had placed himself wrong.

Disagree with me on that but I don't care. I'll just tell you if I got the point on your reactions, then maybe I'd change my mind.

Anyway, it's not that I don't want to fall...I'd love to! Like everyone of them, but I'd like to fall only once. I don't want to take a road trip on past loves...even if I'd be riding in a red ferrari race car.

sloppy firsts.

whoa! i'm new here!

and uhmm.. hello. this first entry aint gonna be a "fabuloso", "Extraordinaire!", "nice" than those of the entries that I will soon be posting... Apparently, I planned to be serious on this, literally serious in making each entry, but nah.. don't ya worry, I'm not that kind..I may, or I can't help but put some childish languages in my compositions.

Oh well. we are all different. Some can't help but humor others and some can't help but bore others, typically just like me. (quoting on the 'can't help but bore others'). Yea. I dunno. Everytime I express myself, it seems like everyone's trying soo hard to prevent themselves from yawning. I dunno why they even prevent it, they coud just yawn, it's fine with me! At least I'm given a hint that I'm a bore. but then..yea. watever! I'll just stop then..

'till the next entry! i plan to make it more "enlightening: than this.. gosh, i sucked. :p but the hell u care!.

Tip.SLEEPY!