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Name: Sheight Qui êtes-vous ?
a fat-ass who constantly struggles to take a breather every now and then. a conventional man of quixotic tastes. a masticated piece of nothingness begging for your last drop of conceit. a procrastinate insisting on raw but substantial work under time constraint. a romantic, and incurable at that. Looking Back:
janvier 2005 Previous Jargon: Click on 'em too | aeth | jaca | arianne | shawitee | eevan | jaypee | rafael | ralph | xam | |This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. |
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nakita ko si Sir Rodel kanina sa may grocery ng Es-Em Centerpoint!! haha, talagang nagtext pa muna sha para ipaalam ang presence nya!! ( : haaayyy, isa sha sa mga taong mamimiss ko pag alis ko ng press office *sadness* sila kasi ni Sir Ashzel ang nagpupumilit na babae parin ako *toink* commercial uli: dahil sa pangangarir ko sa ojt, napabayaan ko na lang na lumipas ang bertdey ng beshty nixie ko nang wala man lang akong ginawang espesyal.. shempre pa, hindi ko matitiis yun kaya labindalawang araw matapos ang kaarawan nya, hinaya ko shang kitain ako sa Es-Em San LasLas sa may Goldilocks. DAHIL ANDUN AKO KASAMA NANG MGA PASLIT NA NAGDE-DECORATE YOUR CAKE!! natawa na lang ang beshty ko nang nakita niya ang obra ko. NIXIE: "Sigurado ka bang edible yan?!" AKO: "OO NAMAN!! GANDA NOH?!" *sabay lick ng icing haha, pa-shweeet daw aq mashado *to follow na lang ang pix nung cake* ( : at dahil sobrang shweeet namen ni nikorikong, marami ang nae-eskandalo-- inaakalang rumerelasyon kami EEEEEWWWWWW ha!! tutumbong ko kayo sa novia ko *heartchie mi novia* nagpaumaga na kami ni nixie sa piling ni empururotz haaayyy, nakakamiss ang crowd na yun.. kahit na ba nakakapanibago saken na iba na ang mga kasama kong magpuyatan.. NIXIE, sana maayos na PC nyo para mabasa mo na tong entry ko at nang makapag-upload ka narin ng pix!! ( : ------ i suffer, but i am groping my way out. i take unsteady steps but i know i'll be able to make it. at least through the night. im not crying anymore. sure, tears still well up in my eyes. but they stay there, not caring to fall. im not breaking into sobs anymore. and that's a good start. it means exhaustion is finally silencing the moans. ------ extreme highs push me to write. yep, i've noticed that extremes of emotions push me to pour it all out and write. sheeesh, now no self-respecting daily would have me as a writer. they may not slap me with deadline when my adrenaline's on a low. ho-humn ------ im tired of being involved with persons who merely help me get through the last heartache. i need someone who'll stay and offer me their shot at permanence even when everyone else thinks i couldn't handle that. *sigh* ------ ang sabi ng text ko kay Jenny Lynne Aguilar: no guy ever takes us seriously.. it may be for different reasons but it still boils down to the same thing.. napaka-kitid pa ng utak nila para maisip na kaya rin naman natin magpaka-normal at humawak ng isang matinong relasyon.. hindi naman kc bato, nasasaktan rin tayo.. *hanggang nung isang araw, akala ko kasi natanggap nya na lahat ng ako.. i dint realize it was quite a bit too much for him to stomach pala..* *i dint know that someone could still get through me.. sanay naman na kasi akong hindi pinipili at iniiwan na lang.. akalain mong natibag parin ako dun..* *hindi ko rin alam na capable pala akong makasakit.. uli, sanay naman kc ako na ako lang ang nasasaktan.. pasensha na..* *at sana, maayos nya na kung anumang nagulo ko sa buhay nya.. tutal naman, i was 'shrugged-off' the picture na.. tsaka hindi pa rin naman kc sha ganon katatag para panindigan yung ako..* *sabi ko nga, hindi ako magagalit, hindi rin ako magtatanong. para san pa.. consigned rin naman ako na maging 'meantime' na lang lagi kahit pa i always see the next person as the one who'll prove me wrong.. wag ipilit ang gusto.* *even i cant rationalize why something so swift would have to be this damaging.. it mystifies me still.. maybe because you really could learn more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation.. i guess i would just have to wallow in the grief until it ends. yes, that's my biggest comfort--that the senseless mourning would have to end somehow because my God loves me enough to allow it to end at some point. until then, i'd have to do a more thorough job at holding back the welling tears, lest they bite me in the ass when im unaware and do an overspill during an unassuming moment. i just want to stop caring and feeling.* kanya-kanyang melodramatic tone lang yan.. hmmm.. ano na kaya ang iniisip at nafi-feel nya ngayon.. tinawag na ko ng kama, maka-utang nga ng tulog. ZzZzZzzzzZzz ^__^
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