April 2010
3 posts
You are the only thing that makes sense.
Half full, Half empty.
What is the one secret that keeps your strong? Every once in awhile, everyone has their own weaknesses right? But instead of talking about the weakness and the side of you that wants to give up, look for the things that inspire you to keep going. Teenage years are very hard. We experiment, we learn, we get hurt, we hurt others, we make mistakes, we make choices. But should we complain about it?...
March 2010
3 posts
February 2010
17 posts
I cannot wait ‘til you get home. So I could call you and tell you that I missed you. I want to hear your voice before I go to sleep and the first thing I hear in the morning. Even after our late night random conversations, you still text me those long text messages that make me smile from ear to ear. It’s like you know how to make me feel like I want to fly. I’m so happy that...
Heaven Mall Day
I will be writing my best night of 2010 (so far) in a later post, once he sends me our pictures. :) But for now, I will be writing about today. Is that okay with you? Anyways, I woke up at 6 because I forgot to turn off my alarm for school. So I had only like 4 or 5 hours of sleep? Haha. I watched some Saturday cartoons, but there wasn’t really good ones because the cartoons now-a-days kinda...
Sweet dreams.
So what happens after our phone calls whenever we say a couple things and say good night? I don’t know about you, but I sleep with a smile on my face and can’t wait to hear your voice the first thing in the morning as a wake up call or a “good morning babe” text. Either way, I would love because it just says to me that you were thinking of me at the exact moment. It takes me awhile to go to sleep...
I want to see you right now.
Sometime today. In this hour. This exact moment. Right this second. When I have the chance before you’re gone.
I don't think it's a good idea for me talking to...
Because this guy who is actually risking some major things for me because he wants to be with ME. Unlike you, he’s spending a lot of time talking to me at late nights and sending me good morning texts. This guy has been able to visit me and give me flowers when I was sick, hold and kiss me because he said he would not mind being sick with me as long we are in this together. Not just for the...
I love being a tease... sometimes.
It’s so much fun, even though I don’t really have a guy who would always be there for me. Instead of just a little fling and pretend nothing never happens. I used to get my hopes up ALL the time and I’ve always been shot down. Hopefully with you, things will be different. I doubt it.
Boring and Dull Fridays --> Wonderful and corny...
Me: This is the most boring Friday in my life. I hope you're having more fun than I am.
Him: Not without you, babe. I'll see you soon.
I think it would be funny and sweet if he came over after he gets off work. X)
I love it how I missed two days of school and I have to come back on a Friday and the day after that is the weekend. Being sick could be bittersweet sometimes.
Raindrops.
I know that I’m sick right now. But I think I’m going to leave my window open for awhile. I adore hearing the rain pouring down my rooftop, down my window, and finally hitting the cold cement outside. Smelling wet cement relaxes me and reminds me of my vacations at my Auntie’s house in Eva Beach, Hawaii. Rain brings me back.
Last last November, my family and I just got home from...
@jaredshmared
Thank you for very much for following. I bet since your absolutely wonderful picture, hella girls are drooling over you. And I admit that I’m one of them. Haha. Hope you’re having a good day today. ;)
Some things just don't make sense anymore.
But it’s all good. It’s part of growing up and I’m intending on not missing any of it. :)
January 2010
135 posts
What's a dancer?
So one of my best friends just asked me why I didn’t go to my winterball. I told him because last year’s dance sucked and that I didn’t have a good time, plus there was not a lot of good dancers or let alone DECENT dancers from my school. Then he asked me, “So what is a dancer to you then, huh?”
I replied back, “Okay, here is a brief definition on what a dancer...
Starbucks.
Someday, I want to write something that make can someone’s day and put a smile on their face. They would relate to whatever I wrote and think to themselves, “Wow, that is true” “I’m not the only one who thinks of this in some certain way” “I’m not alone” or “I could do anything.”
The way I see it, I hope it ends up on a Starbucks cup. One day I’ll drink out of my cup and put it in a special...
Memory Lane.
Him: So are you excited for the dance?
Me: Heck yes I am. Why wouldn't I? Btw, what color should we wear?
Him: The theme is white. But I want you to be confident.
Me: So what? You want me to wear red?
Him: The only thing I want on you in red are your cheeks.
Me: I hope you mean my face. haha.
Him: haha, yes your cheeks.
Me: Well how do you suppose on how that will happen?
Him: Happiness.
Me: I'll be happy enough going with you.
Him: yeahhh, like how I'll remind you of (insert guy name here).
Me: No you won't. I'm not really looking for (insert girl name here) if she goes. I'm gonna go to sleep. Good night.
Him: Why do you always do this to me?
Me: What are you talking about?
Him: Stay on a statement and topic about my fucking life and then all of the sudden you say goodnight and end the convo. If you have some shit to say, I'm listening.
Me: When I do meet her, I'll be happy for you. It's just that she's not me and jealousy, I won't like it but I know it take awhile for me to get used to things right now.
Him: You're still part of my life, babe. It's still you everywhere.
Me: Can you please don't call me babe? I smile every time you do, but I don't want to be mixed up with those other chicks.
Him: You're not, babe. You're the only one I call that.
Me: How do I know?
Him: Because don't you feel weird if you call other people that? You're the only one I say and call that.
Me: Yeah, it DOES feel awkward. I don't even say that word anymore. haha.
Him: Haha, yes babe. I want you to take some rest, I know you had a long day. I'm gonna take a shower. Good night.
Me: Good night and sleep dreams baby.
Him: Forever and ever babe.
Me: Why do you have to use that line from "CLICK"? Haha. Btw, can't sleep.
Him: Always here 'til the last man on earth dies (The same line he used to say to me before he said those three words and goodnight)
Me: That killed me. (I start crying silently)
Him: My feelings for me and you will ME soon if we keep this up.
Me: Haha, I'm already dead and gone to hell for never stopping.
Him: What are talking about, babe? You're an angel.
Me: Okay, even I know that that was corny. Even for you. Haha.
Him: That was the point. I just wanted to make you laugh and put a smile on your face, maybe there's hope for a chance. Just like before.
Me: Yes, I hope so. Babe, as much as I want to continue on going down memory lane, I need to go to sleep. You should too. I love you and goodnight. (Hangs up)
To himself: It is not memory if we still love eachother. I love you more than you can ever know. Sweet dreams my love and I'm sorry.
I'm happy we talk to each other. But at the same...
(via michellekuo)
daynahna:
“I believe in memories They look so,...
you're the type of woman
lynettemofukka:
that deserves good things.. a fist full of diamonds, a hand full of rings.
you know what's funny about having a boyfriend?
myniggafreddo:
fogcitymaverick:
Suddenly all the guys that didn’t put me as a priority before all of a sudden are trying to HOLLA at ur gurl. I guess it’s life, when you want something, can’t have it, and find something better all of a sudden what you wanted before is available. Too bad it’s not wanted anymore. It just makes me sad at how people just expect you to be stuck on stupid for them...
In the end you’re just a typical guy, dragging a...
junelynsdailygrind:
melopez:
(via xmyyy)
"I just want to let you know that you look really...
lynettemofukka:
simplydop3:
I’m sure your intentions are good when you tell this to a girl…but honestly…NO SHIT, SHERLOCK. You see everyone tell her that she looks pretty and they always compliment her physical beauty. I’m pretty sure that she’s a little tired of hearing that by now, so here’s an idea, approach her in a different matter.
Find out what she likes, if you have something in...
Heartbreaker
RULES: Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
IF SOMEONE SAYS ‘ARE YOU OKAY’ YOU SAY? Grown Apart by Lisa Shaw.
HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF? Down by Jay Sean ft. Lil Wayne.
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? Listen to your Heart by DHT.
HOW...
“Quit your whining. Get your lazy butt up off that couch, do something...”
– Dana Lorenzo.
NEW New Year's Revolution: Stop cussing.
Note to self: Let’s see and test out how long that will take. X)
I hate the fact whenever you send me ONE TEXT with those words like that, I feel like you punched me so hard in the stomach… I fell on the ground and you’re laughing at me ‘til I cry. Fuck you.
Wtf? I just had a good time with my friends on Friday, both girls AND guys. I don’t go to an All girls school, so deal with that. I’m sorry that I was having a good time with my friends and that you have no respect for me that I could do anything I want. But get things screwed into your head, I’m not your girlfriend anymore. I take an hour nap and you look through all of my stuff...
You don't know what I want.
Did you know any of that about me? No I don't...
It's one of those days,
When everything pours out of my mouth and I start crying because I’ve been holding all of these secrets. These are the moments when I need things to melt away. The time when I want all of troubles to fade into the forgetten memories and thoughts that are running in my head. At this moment I want you to tell me that things will be Okay and hold me until I stop. But now I never tell you...
Just one text makes me turn into a waterfall.
Promise me that you will never make a promise.
Pinky swear?
I'm not ready.
Don’t get me wrong. I would like to meet a guy as fantastic as you, to be my side all the time. Knowing that he will still be there on the side of the line when I wake up with the phone sticking onto my cheek in the morning. He will be the first and last thought I think of, the last voice and thing I hear. The reason why I keep on coming home. The same smile that makes me melt into a puddle....