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Name: Sheight
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- Nom : the incurable romantic
- Lieu : Philippines
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.
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CHICKBOSS, Chicktine!! ( : Salamat sa pagpapyansa!! haha MAHAL KO ANG CHICKY NA TO SOBRA!! : )
V beshtys Chickboss and Porkyboss :p
------
Trust me, Jessica Zafra is right when she said there's no pain like physical pain.
This thing going on with my throat has got to stop.
and yes, im gonna ask my doctor soon nuff if i could have my tonsils removed..
i keep on getting ill because of some persistent schmuck that attacks my throat area.
But then again, if i have my tonsils removed, what else would distract from that OTHER ouchie..?? : (
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Im a sad case and a lost cause.
I need a cheat sheet, a memo that i could stick on my forehead to remind me..
That i should let the past come to pass.
I should really really stop wallowing in my irrational grief.
But it follows me, it really does..
What would I not give to have someone-or-something just extract all of IT away..
I know that in good time, I'd truly be happy for him, for the decision he made, for the love he chose..
I just can't fool myself into believing, I AM, NOW.
And it doesn't help that everything i perceive reaffirms that he was right in doing what he did.
It is still he, his scent, and his nearness that i desperately clutch in silence..
God, why does it have to hurt so much??
) ':
------
i am thankful for the things-slash-people who give the miserable me the magical high ive been needing a lot of lately..
ang SR, drama mode, panira lang si bossing umismayl!! *ala pang picture ang news!!*
me and mi novia's 10th monthsary!! oha, oha akalain nyo, di ko rin inakala eh!! *toinx* ang sweet lo noh, ako nag-decorate your cake nyan!! *big toothy smile*
ang mga kinakating tumagay simula nang magbukas ang iskulyir-- ang oso Jose Cuerva lang ang tinira, walang kasing bading na!!
bu-wahahahahaha, eh sa walang prof, edi kumamera na lang!! :p
------
sometimes, nothing is sweeter than to just lay together, hold hands, watch each other fall asleep and then look at him as if to say..
that you're damaged, scarred and broken.
but that you're eager to give this a shot--if only this could be the one who rescues you.
And then of course, there's always a morning of scrambled eggs, toast and peanut butter HAH!! ( :
^__^
V beshtys Chickboss and Porkyboss :p
------
Trust me, Jessica Zafra is right when she said there's no pain like physical pain.
This thing going on with my throat has got to stop.
and yes, im gonna ask my doctor soon nuff if i could have my tonsils removed..
i keep on getting ill because of some persistent schmuck that attacks my throat area.
But then again, if i have my tonsils removed, what else would distract from that OTHER ouchie..?? : (
------
Im a sad case and a lost cause.
I need a cheat sheet, a memo that i could stick on my forehead to remind me..
That i should let the past come to pass.
I should really really stop wallowing in my irrational grief.
But it follows me, it really does..
What would I not give to have someone-or-something just extract all of IT away..
I know that in good time, I'd truly be happy for him, for the decision he made, for the love he chose..
I just can't fool myself into believing, I AM, NOW.
And it doesn't help that everything i perceive reaffirms that he was right in doing what he did.
It is still he, his scent, and his nearness that i desperately clutch in silence..
God, why does it have to hurt so much??
) ':
------
i am thankful for the things-slash-people who give the miserable me the magical high ive been needing a lot of lately..
ang SR, drama mode, panira lang si bossing umismayl!! *ala pang picture ang news!!*
me and mi novia's 10th monthsary!! oha, oha akalain nyo, di ko rin inakala eh!! *toinx* ang sweet lo noh, ako nag-decorate your cake nyan!! *big toothy smile*
ang mga kinakating tumagay simula nang magbukas ang iskulyir-- ang oso Jose Cuerva lang ang tinira, walang kasing bading na!!
bu-wahahahahaha, eh sa walang prof, edi kumamera na lang!! :p
------
sometimes, nothing is sweeter than to just lay together, hold hands, watch each other fall asleep and then look at him as if to say..
that you're damaged, scarred and broken.
but that you're eager to give this a shot--if only this could be the one who rescues you.
And then of course, there's always a morning of scrambled eggs, toast and peanut butter HAH!! ( :
^__^
Yesterday, I met up with a certain Sir Buen of CFAD to discuss my next possible News story with him, inolving him.
When I finally got to the CFAD pav to personally meet Sir Buen for the first time, (thanks to Jowin and Marius!!)
That's when I realized some kind of twisted fate was playing up my day..
HE LOOKED A LOT LIKE SOMEONE, WHOM UNTIL THAT EXACT MOMENT, I WAS DOING A PRETTY GOOD JOB NOT THINKING OF.
dang it. >__<
and his eyes.. i can't help staring at them..
it was like a glitch.
deja vu of nights. when. i. stared. at HIS eyes.
dang it again.
------
i lost my recently refilled G-tec 0.3
recently refilled.
recently.
i don't know how but it really annoys me when i lose my pen.
do you know that it's the most irresponsible thing for me, when you lose your pen?!
that's even more irresponsible to me than when you lose, say, your fone??
ok, im real irresponsible. i lost both. hah!!
so i bought myself a new G-tec 0.3 from the ever dependable tenenenenen: Varsi Stockroom!! *big smile*
Thanks Ketchy my dear. ( :
------
I STILL DON'T HAVE MY HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK.
Our Batch (03-04) still can't get their hands on our long overdue yearbook.
And as I was interviewing the HS principal earlier (again for my News story)
she recommended that i address a petition to her which she could present to the then HS secretary who was in-charge of the yearbook.
here's the catch: she suggested i do a signature campaign with that petition.
told ya, i am one who interests herself with headaches, one after the other.
But i am so doing that petition and signature campaign!! ( :
after all, it's our batch's money and memories' worth.
^__^
When I finally got to the CFAD pav to personally meet Sir Buen for the first time, (thanks to Jowin and Marius!!)
That's when I realized some kind of twisted fate was playing up my day..
HE LOOKED A LOT LIKE SOMEONE, WHOM UNTIL THAT EXACT MOMENT, I WAS DOING A PRETTY GOOD JOB NOT THINKING OF.
dang it. >__<
and his eyes.. i can't help staring at them..
it was like a glitch.
deja vu of nights. when. i. stared. at HIS eyes.
dang it again.
------
i lost my recently refilled G-tec 0.3
recently refilled.
recently.
i don't know how but it really annoys me when i lose my pen.
do you know that it's the most irresponsible thing for me, when you lose your pen?!
that's even more irresponsible to me than when you lose, say, your fone??
ok, im real irresponsible. i lost both. hah!!
so i bought myself a new G-tec 0.3 from the ever dependable tenenenenen: Varsi Stockroom!! *big smile*
Thanks Ketchy my dear. ( :
------
I STILL DON'T HAVE MY HIGH SCHOOL YEARBOOK.
Our Batch (03-04) still can't get their hands on our long overdue yearbook.
And as I was interviewing the HS principal earlier (again for my News story)
she recommended that i address a petition to her which she could present to the then HS secretary who was in-charge of the yearbook.
here's the catch: she suggested i do a signature campaign with that petition.
told ya, i am one who interests herself with headaches, one after the other.
But i am so doing that petition and signature campaign!! ( :
after all, it's our batch's money and memories' worth.
^__^
Sorrow can be endured so long as sleep comes in the night, for sleep brings forgetfulness of all things both good and evil as soon as the eyelids close.
--Penelope, lifted from a Lit reader in Homer's The Odyssey
Sleep. it's the next best thing to a virtually reformatted memory.
Actually, there's the other thing.
It's just that--that other thing.. it makes you wish you were with the guy OUTDOOR instead.
Don't mind me, it's me and my nonsensical blabber again.
------
Come start of the schoolyear,
I'd be in my senior year.
And that means I'd be juggling my course load, *insert thesis headache here*
with my concurrent news and special reports writer status *yabang!!*
with my family and what's left of my social life *outings with friends, sundays with family, etc*
so you see, the least i'd be needing right now is another distraction *read: heartbreak*
Focus on work, that is. I will get back on the Dean's list. With mustered revenge.
I just feel empty and drained.
Hah.
------
St. Anthony de Padua,
Pray for us.
I need to find my handy dandy orange-and-yellow steno notebook,
it's my practicum memory's worth.
( :
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I have yet to prove one of my V beshty Jenny Lynne A. Aguilar aka Bossing, Bru, Enday *My SR editor*
that she was not wrong in recommending me as a concurrent SR and News writer.
I have to prove to myself that im big enough to handle the responsibility.
God, help me.
I'm way past my deadline and I've yet to produce four articles.
I can do this,
Tell me I can do this.
*sigh*
------
I have yet to apologize to my thesis mates,
for tagging them to embark on an almost impossible thesis..
NOVIA, CHENI, gusto nyong bumalik sa original idea ng Grey's Anatomy??
*big toothy grin*
promise, di ako magtatampo kung gusto nyo nang paltan ang theis naten..
i just think i've burdened you guys enough..
: (
------
JENNY LEI PLAMENCO RAVELO!!
again, amberihappeee for what you've got your hands full with right now!!
*smiles smiles big big smile*
finally, the guy who showed you why it couldn't work out with anyone else!! ( :
Thanks Jhen, for still finding time to accommodate me
with your Lucban longganisa ang yummy ripe mangoes!!
heart yah sooo fiesta PICNIC!! :p
Chens, i REALLY REALLY emphasis on REALLY should heed a different caling!!
*winx*
------
he's sweet, he's also unavailable, yes.. but at least he doesn't make me cry.
even if not crying doesn't really mean im any happier,
right now, i'd settle for that.
coz when i think about it hard enough..
he'd feel almost like the real thing..
------
"It's still me, all right?! This is me without you..."
--Katie Holmes, The First Daughter
------
You know you're sappy when the sappiest of songs and movies get to you.
*darn*
^__^
--Penelope, lifted from a Lit reader in Homer's The Odyssey
Sleep. it's the next best thing to a virtually reformatted memory.
Actually, there's the other thing.
It's just that--that other thing.. it makes you wish you were with the guy OUTDOOR instead.
Don't mind me, it's me and my nonsensical blabber again.
------
Come start of the schoolyear,
I'd be in my senior year.
And that means I'd be juggling my course load, *insert thesis headache here*
with my concurrent news and special reports writer status *yabang!!*
with my family and what's left of my social life *outings with friends, sundays with family, etc*
so you see, the least i'd be needing right now is another distraction *read: heartbreak*
Focus on work, that is. I will get back on the Dean's list. With mustered revenge.
I just feel empty and drained.
Hah.
------
St. Anthony de Padua,
Pray for us.
I need to find my handy dandy orange-and-yellow steno notebook,
it's my practicum memory's worth.
( :
------
I have yet to prove one of my V beshty Jenny Lynne A. Aguilar aka Bossing, Bru, Enday *My SR editor*
that she was not wrong in recommending me as a concurrent SR and News writer.
I have to prove to myself that im big enough to handle the responsibility.
God, help me.
I'm way past my deadline and I've yet to produce four articles.
I can do this,
Tell me I can do this.
*sigh*
------
I have yet to apologize to my thesis mates,
for tagging them to embark on an almost impossible thesis..
NOVIA, CHENI, gusto nyong bumalik sa original idea ng Grey's Anatomy??
*big toothy grin*
promise, di ako magtatampo kung gusto nyo nang paltan ang theis naten..
i just think i've burdened you guys enough..
: (
------
JENNY LEI PLAMENCO RAVELO!!
again, amberihappeee for what you've got your hands full with right now!!
*smiles smiles big big smile*
finally, the guy who showed you why it couldn't work out with anyone else!! ( :
Thanks Jhen, for still finding time to accommodate me
with your Lucban longganisa ang yummy ripe mangoes!!
heart yah sooo fiesta PICNIC!! :p
Chens, i REALLY REALLY emphasis on REALLY should heed a different caling!!
*winx*
------
he's sweet, he's also unavailable, yes.. but at least he doesn't make me cry.
even if not crying doesn't really mean im any happier,
right now, i'd settle for that.
coz when i think about it hard enough..
he'd feel almost like the real thing..
------
"It's still me, all right?! This is me without you..."
--Katie Holmes, The First Daughter
------
You know you're sappy when the sappiest of songs and movies get to you.
*darn*
^__^
commercial:
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
^__^
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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