March 20, 2006

November 29, 2005
where are you? Posted at 10:55 AM I'm starin out at the sky... Prayin' that he will walk in my life Where is the man of my dreams? Yeah... I'd wait forever, how silly it seems How does he laugh, how does he cry, What's the color of his eyes, Does he even realize I'm here?.... Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is this beautiful guy? Who is he? Who is he? Who's gonna take me so high? Where is he? Where is he? where are you??? |

November 15, 2005
für meinen Vater/para meu pai/pour mon père Posted at 03:30 AM I will not make the same mistakes that you did I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery I will not break the way you did You fell so hard I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side So I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but everyone around me Because of you I am afraid I lose my way And it's not too long before you point it out I cannot cry Because I know that's weakness in your eyes I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh Every day of my life My heart can't possibly break When it wasn't even whole to start with Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side So I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but everyone around me Because of you I am afraid I watched you die I heard you cry Every night in your sleep I was so young You should have known better than to lean on me You never thought of anyone else You just saw your pain And now I cry In the middle of the night For the same damn thing Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side So I don't get hurt Because of you I tried my hardest just to forget everything Because of you I don't know how to let anyone else in Because of you I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty Because of you I am afraid Because of you Because of you the elements of style photograph |

October 24, 2005
crappy sembreak Posted at 04:26 AM Sembreak sucks. I am even feeling like shit today. I was talking to one of my closest friends just last
night. The usual topics, the boys in our
lives, our crappy lives, useless stuff, stupid stuff and more stupid stuff that
only we can find uses. the da vinci code sorry - cueshe |

October 1, 2005
fussball Posted at 07:15 AM update... i just came from fussball practice and my shoes are worst than worst it was great though now i am really part of a team hahaha sweet! i Love my teammates! they're the best! muah! we aLL rock!!!! nah nah |

Darn. How could I possibly enjoy a 3 week break if
all am doing is watching tv, chatting, eating and sleeping???? Damn.
I do not know why. Maybe because once again am not in good terms
with my folks like every other week. Dios
mio! I have to have a shopping spree!!!!!! Oh gosh!
Then suddenly she
quoted how much she already knew me and how long we have been good friends that
she can almost instantly voice out what am thinking. Then it got me. It is true that we have been so good friends
for a while already and she got it right.
I like this guy. The way he just
makes me laugh and all other silly thing he does. And she knew it. That
was a loud cry to my ears when she said
those words. I did. I really do.
But then again I am bound by my own mind and
heart that I don’t know what to make of that reality. I am scared of what other people might think
if I tell the whole world that I like him.
Or even if I tell him, will he reciprocate. He is my friend. I’ve known him since the days where I was
just starting to be a bad, bad, biatch until this day that am already a badass,
burnt, crazy and self-proclaimed lazy biatch.
He knew me then. And now. What will my parents say? What will my other friends say about him?????
yeah right. I don’t know. I never will if I continue to battle with
myself on will I or won’t I. I will not
hurry for love. Perhaps, it will take a
while. Will I be ready or the better
query is will I, out of real, concrete and genuine likeness accept everything
about him? His whole family, set of
friends, beliefs, the music he listens to, the way he dresses, his decisions
and everything under the sun??? Maybe in time.
I maintained passing grades and I am a
regular student. I have to continue what
I have started oh so perfectly. Well,
maybe not that perfect but just fine.