here's the thing, I tend to fall easily. Which is why I make it a point not to really get close to someone. I am a sucker for sweet talker (hey, that rhymes), that isn't always a good thing. Once I fall, no one can save me. Not even my friends. they say, love is blind. Love is not only blind, it's deaf, it's conquering, it's everything on its own. I have two choice ; to fall for someone so deeply, or to be alone and free. Teenage years are the years where I should be experimenting, fall in love, and when I grow out of teenagehood, I'll be ready, right? Not me. I will always think about the future. I always worry about it. I want to be able to discover myself, to speak for what I believe in and I'm not a love-hater, believe me. I am a hopeless romantic, by heart. I am the worst hopeless romantic. I'm pretty much like Dona. But I don't want to be known just as a hopeless romantic, I don't want to be completely taken with love, I want to learn life. I want to stand up and lend a voice to the world, I want to be a girl who was known to the world as someone, and not someone's someone.
True to the heart.
Taa, darlings.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
under the twinkling stars
i want to look at you, and feel your breath on my skin. I want to touch you, and never let you go. I want to grip your hands, and leave marks to them. I want to whisper the sweet nothings and see your smile grow. Most of all, i want to fall in love with you again. I want you to take my heart, and break it in pieces. I want you to stare at me like Im the only one you see and leave me breathless. I want you to marry me and walk out of the door and never come back.
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He stares at me, that dark intense glare that makes me blush.
"What do you want?" he asked. His voice, barely a whisper.
"The bell just rang" I said, I manage to force the words out. My voice, sounds worse than the time I tried to talk while eating a mouthful of Cheerios.
"I know" he replied, as though stating the obvious. It is obvious actually, but I was just helping him out. Who knows, maybe he didn't hear it. I'm just helping him and he's all glarry and all. He's looking at me, like I just crossed a DO NOT ENTER place. Well, news flash dude, this is school. I have every right to be here. He's weird. He's wearing a shirt under his hoodie, who wears that kind of stuffs. He's also tall, now that I noticed.
"Is that all?" He asked.
"Ehh?..Huh?" I said, completely taken aback, interrupted from my thoughts. Okay, not only is he weird, he's also rude. What kind of people interrupt others who are deep in thoughts. Only rude ones. Okay, from now on. Thats him. The rude boy.
"I said, is that all?" He repeated, now talking slowly, as though talking to a 5 year old. Now, I'm offended.
"Yeah. I was just telling. Just in case. But you know what, serves you right if you get detention" I said, glaring back at him. My confidence, now finally back. I take one last look at him, and headed to the entrance. I manage to shot another glance at rude boy, and he's looking at me. His face, confused written all over, eyebrows arched together. I flipped my hair, and pushed the door. It's not open. Okay, another try. With more effort. Nope, not getting any. Okay, deep breath. Breath in, breath out..
"You should pull it" I heard a voice from my back. I turned around, and the only one in my vision is, surprise surprise, Rude boy. Now he's looking at me, grinning.
"I know that" I said, with every dignity I have left. I pulled the door and went in.
Okay, that was embarassing.
THE END
Taa, Darlings.
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He stares at me, that dark intense glare that makes me blush.
"What do you want?" he asked. His voice, barely a whisper.
"The bell just rang" I said, I manage to force the words out. My voice, sounds worse than the time I tried to talk while eating a mouthful of Cheerios.
"I know" he replied, as though stating the obvious. It is obvious actually, but I was just helping him out. Who knows, maybe he didn't hear it. I'm just helping him and he's all glarry and all. He's looking at me, like I just crossed a DO NOT ENTER place. Well, news flash dude, this is school. I have every right to be here. He's weird. He's wearing a shirt under his hoodie, who wears that kind of stuffs. He's also tall, now that I noticed.
"Is that all?" He asked.
"Ehh?..Huh?" I said, completely taken aback, interrupted from my thoughts. Okay, not only is he weird, he's also rude. What kind of people interrupt others who are deep in thoughts. Only rude ones. Okay, from now on. Thats him. The rude boy.
"I said, is that all?" He repeated, now talking slowly, as though talking to a 5 year old. Now, I'm offended.
"Yeah. I was just telling. Just in case. But you know what, serves you right if you get detention" I said, glaring back at him. My confidence, now finally back. I take one last look at him, and headed to the entrance. I manage to shot another glance at rude boy, and he's looking at me. His face, confused written all over, eyebrows arched together. I flipped my hair, and pushed the door. It's not open. Okay, another try. With more effort. Nope, not getting any. Okay, deep breath. Breath in, breath out..
"You should pull it" I heard a voice from my back. I turned around, and the only one in my vision is, surprise surprise, Rude boy. Now he's looking at me, grinning.
"I know that" I said, with every dignity I have left. I pulled the door and went in.
Okay, that was embarassing.
THE END
Taa, Darlings.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
so they kept on saying
Aerin Lauder is one of the most gorgeous people I've seen. She has this natural look that I know, a lot of people try to put off, but only a few can manage. Isn't she just magnificient? AHHHHH.
Gwyneth Kate Paltrow is prettyy. I just like to see her face. So, so freshh. Funny thing, that she's the face for Estee Lauder. Seems like I have a thing for these Lauder girls. Haha, yeah right Tiqa. Sounds like youre a lesbo.
Just finished How not to be Popular. Tell you the truth : I'm not in a mood of writing anything. Sorry. Catch up with you guys later.
Taa, darlings.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
don't you get me started
okay, step aside Huh-ney. Move that chair out of my way. Yes, you can shut up now. Birthday girl is here! Ding dong. I did a nice thing this year, and actually charged my phone because I know, I know I'd have to face those angry people sooner or later. So I did a mind check. Good for me, heh? The main reason was for as long as I knew Meera, -ok. only have been 3 years, but long enuff.- she's forever calling me to wish me happy birthday. So didn't want to give her the trouble, wasn't I thoughtful? But oh no! She just had to choose this year to text me instead. Now, don't get mad if I'm out of reach next year! Anyway, I spent yesterday's evening searching for books and so far, I've found 11. Weird huh? I slashed out the ones that's too expensive or doesn't sound interesting or isn't for teenagers, which must have been around 20 something? HAHA. Ive decided to buy Teen books for my birthday, -as I already have one which isn't, from Nana. It's superb. Love it. - after all, I am a teenager. still just 15 years old.
If people is forever doing new year resolutions, and Fatin can create a mid-year resolution, then I've decided that I want to have a birthday resolution. Yeap, you read it right. A birthday resolution. Which isn't that much of a diff from Mid year resolution as my birthday IS the middle of the year. Fantastic hahh? I know, i know. Now, stop making me blush. My birthday resolution is *drum rolls*
- To do push ups 30 times, continuously everyday.
- To study for 2 hours without break everyday.
And well, that's about it? Haha. You would've thought I was going to declare that I'm going to stop World Hunger by the way I write. But you really can't complain. It's good enough, for me.
Okay, what I've got to say next, might blow up the WOOTS. hehehe. I haven't asked my dad yet about going out on Tuesday. Okay, before you lose your temper. Remember, I'm the birthday girl! I wanted toooooo, but I was scared? Not really. But I just couldn't find the right time to do so. Iwill though, you guys. I will, just wait, and watch the pro do her thing. I know it's for my birthday, tho i know Cipah would be very sad if Boojang didn't came, -like it's HIS birthday!! pfft.- I'll make sure I come. Unless you want to ask my dad for me? HAHA.
What did I did on my birthday so far? Let's see. I learned Pirates language on TV for a half hour(watching POTC, you moron) and then, typing a post no one would bother to read anyway. SEE MY POINT NOW? Okay, that's it. I'm not going to spend any minute talking to all you imaginary people that I imagine to read my blog, faithfully.
Taa, Darlings.
If people is forever doing new year resolutions, and Fatin can create a mid-year resolution, then I've decided that I want to have a birthday resolution. Yeap, you read it right. A birthday resolution. Which isn't that much of a diff from Mid year resolution as my birthday IS the middle of the year. Fantastic hahh? I know, i know. Now, stop making me blush. My birthday resolution is *drum rolls*
- To do push ups 30 times, continuously everyday.
- To study for 2 hours without break everyday.
And well, that's about it? Haha. You would've thought I was going to declare that I'm going to stop World Hunger by the way I write. But you really can't complain. It's good enough, for me.
Okay, what I've got to say next, might blow up the WOOTS. hehehe. I haven't asked my dad yet about going out on Tuesday. Okay, before you lose your temper. Remember, I'm the birthday girl! I wanted toooooo, but I was scared? Not really. But I just couldn't find the right time to do so. Iwill though, you guys. I will, just wait, and watch the pro do her thing. I know it's for my birthday, tho i know Cipah would be very sad if Boojang didn't came, -like it's HIS birthday!! pfft.- I'll make sure I come. Unless you want to ask my dad for me? HAHA.
What did I did on my birthday so far? Let's see. I learned Pirates language on TV for a half hour(watching POTC, you moron) and then, typing a post no one would bother to read anyway. SEE MY POINT NOW? Okay, that's it. I'm not going to spend any minute talking to all you imaginary people that I imagine to read my blog, faithfully.
Taa, Darlings.
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