May 28, 2010.

i dont know the main reason of why i am writing a blog, all i know is that i'm bored. Today is the 28th day of May, 6:15 pm time check. i dont want to shut down my laptop because i dont want to watch television, there are no nice shows and so i decided after checking my facebook account, multiply account, and listening to "Lapit by Yeng Constantino" i guess i am inspired to write then a journal. its been months since i last wrote a journal.

Right now, i dont know what to entitle this blog i am writing, because there aren't any idea or concept in it. Im just writing my thoughts and typing every word that comes out of my mind. oh, all of a sudden i had a idea of what it should be named. haha.

im here in the master's bedroom, i dont want to be in the living room because kuya's friends are in there. Like the usual stuff, they always make 'tambay" and play psp all day long.

im running out of words to say, well i guess i just have to narrate the things that happened me today. i woke up at 7:20 ? no, actually my mom woke me up. i slept beside her, because my room had no aircon and its damn hot, i cant sleep. From that time until now, still havent got any sleep .

i'm stuck here at our house for a week, i cant go out, its not that im grounded or what, but i just had my derma and peeled my face, my doctor said i cant be exposed to sunlight for a week. so it means no gimik at all. see how boring it is. good thing, 2 weeks from now, schooling is back. its a mixed feelings, like i wanted to be at school and at the same time, i dont want also. i want to because i really miss studying, my friends, the lesson and allowance. hehe. i dont want to because, its another hell experience. lot of quizzes, hard exams, multiple assignments, terror professors, hectic sched. haaays. see what i mean.

its 6:40 pm, so much for this blog. i guess i mentioned everything i wanted to say. thanks. xD

Why Every Woman is Beautiful

Her heart loves a rollercoaster ride.
She cries.
She laughs.
She falls in love.
Sometimes, cautiously.
Oftentimes, recklessly.
Her mind is on constant marathon.
Running.
Running Away.
Changing Pace.
Turning around.
But never stopping.
Her dreams keep on flying.
They may not reach the sky but will never ever take a dive.
Her hands touch other people's lives.
Constantly.
As if that is the reason for their being.
But most of all, every woman is beautiful because she is both steel and cotton candy and everything in between.

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