acknowledgement

    thank you miliza prado for letting me stay in your room for apporximately 10 hours and being such a great hostess. you just saved me from another day of boredom. and to my other days for finding things for me to do tomorrow, reminding me how skinny i am and shit.

    cheers!



    ...

    and the hair.. i finally got a good pic of it! with really good lighting too.



    ...

    i need to get my hands on sleeping pills tomorrow. otherwise ill turn into a bitch.

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    2:12am.. just sulking my way to sleep

    i ran out of sleeping pills the other night, and since then ive been sleeping at, say 3-5am everyday. it sucks. because loneliness seeps in at that time.. imagine, you're dead tired from sitting on your ass in front of the PC all day. and u just wanna sleep. but you cant because your brain not over figuring things out. then you start going emo about how lonely things are. plus you're guilty, because instead of socializing for real.. you're glued on your seat. just like every summer, like, EVER!

    atleast i feel better now. everyday's a wild drive of emotions. i call it the bipolar tendencies. bipolar. look it up if you must.

    i get so depressed for a moment (sometimes, i even end up in tears), then moments after that, my back aches from laughing too abnormally much at some stupid smiley. (still cracks me up). then im in love again (which is the best ever), then i get bored.

    THERE YOU GO! BORED! when you get bored, you fucking lose. its everybody's objective this summer, to escape that slow torture called boredom.

    ...

    im still not over my bestfriendS going away from the summer. it sucks, it really does.

    see, ive spent every freaking summer with Pauline for the last 6 years! and now she's off to some boring state in california (ish). i mean, from what im hearing, she cant even find hot guys her age there. SHE CANT EVEN FIND ANYONE HER AGE THERE FOR THAT MATTER!

    and bryski's away too. :( i mean, what about our awfully original plan of taking pictures with all the security guards in sta. mesa? :( going to ur school to bum. FINALLY, MEETING UR GIRLFRIEND! but nooooooo.. off he goes to some province where there isnt even signal. :(

    ...

    btw, no one comments on my blog from now on. long story. its jammed, ok. im not fixing it mind your own effin business!

    ...

    but, nonetheless.. im still happy. lots of reason to be happy about. i mean, think about it. pao's still around, still showering me with all the tlc i need. ive got friends even if they act all VIP on me. and ive got a rocking haircut! woohoo!! and im still totally adept at talking to people despite the snobiness and airyness and brutal frankness.

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    on generation loserdom and salonifying

    the sad sad truth of summer is, half of our waking time is spent infront of the computer, online. probably meddling with multiplies and friendsters, blog hopping, or for the boys playing (fucking stupid) online games.

    i mean, well, if you arent online, you're watching dvd.

    what's happened to our generation? PUTANGINA ANG LOSER NATIN!!!! our parents partied, you know? or maybe they went out of town to some virgin beach, or did housework. or the guys got hunky and fit and sweaty by playing basketball. and the girls did housework (wtf!).

    but unlike us, they didnt sit on their butts all day, waiting for people to go online and enumerating the things they can do for the sumemer ang blogging about how much of a big deal a fucken haircut is! (and that coming from a girl who goes to the salon, say, every 2 months.)


    ...

    i went all out on pampering myself yesterday. by all out, i usually mean, splurging. I JUSSSTTT LOOVVEE SPLURGING. there's something about staying in a salon, you know. you just feel like THEY CARE ABOUT YOU! and they've always got the newest most expensive magazines. allure, vogue, preview... everything.

    it's therapy. for real. especially when they do your hair without doing much change (im scared of sudden changes you know. i like it gradual). AHLAVET! that didnt happen yesterday though, it was kinda tragic ish. couldnt find my dear miss celi.. went with ate louie. she chopped chunks of it, and it scaaaress me, it really did. i can still feel my hands shaking just thinking about it.


    soooooo, i really really really really will grow my hair now. for real. no haircuts 'til september(?). lets just hope to god i dont get depressed, especially not on a monday, tuesday or wedneday.. because miss celi's there, AND I CANT HELP BUT GET A HAIRCUTS WHEN SHE'S AROUND.

    ...

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    magic-less

    i got a haircut!

    and no, i dont think my mom's cutting my allowance. caught her in a good mood yesterday, see. its kinda the perfect haircut.. BUT ITS SHORT AGAIN. :( not that short..she just took off one month of growth from my hair, two at the back.

    but still, its KINDA the PERFECT HAIRCUT.


    ...

    i wrote more or less 50 goals for this summer a while ago. i did it so that i can always remind myself of stuff i can do this summer. im suggesting everyone does it.

    ...

    im sorry, the post sucks. i currently dont have the "magic."

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    haircut

    my mom currently loves my hair so much. she loves it so much that she wont let me have a haircut. she loves is tooo much that she's stooped to blackmailing me so that i grow it.

    I WANT A HAIRCUT! as you can all see, its becoming limp by the minute. but the deal with the mom is "you get your haircut, you dont get any money this summer." HUUWAAAHHHT! aaargghhhh!! it succkksss! :( sniff sniff.. i really want to have one already. i cant face summer with this already crappy hairstyle. :( its flaat at the sides and ultimately flat at the back. waahhhh.. and its getting a little too long. basta.. i really want one.

    or do i? do i want that haircut? ugghhh.. confusion!

    the hair's photogenic though.

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    the afternoon was perfect.

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    12:51

    reminder to self.. sleep before 10pm.. because by this time, loneliness engulfs you big time. haha. it hurts.

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    rant rant rant

    good morning, sick sick world.

    it sucks not having a boyfriend. you so do not have anything to do with your time. once upon a time, not very long ago (e.g. a month or so), whenever im bored i phone him up and tell him to come over or pick me up and we'll go somewhere fancy or just somewhere. greenhills, sm, parepares place, yadayadayada.

    now, i cant do that because we're not boyfriends-girlfriends anymore. so, i have to start planning what to do days ahead, otherwise id spend the day cooped up in the house. cooped up reading a book ive yet to finish (2 weeks overdue) in a room ive yet to clean (4 months overdue!).

    ...


    i have to always remember, things are not always as imagined. literally. things never happen as you imagine them to, EVER! (well, aside from the laguna trip.. that was totally how i imagined all outings should be).

    ...

    my layout totally sucks. pota! may mukha pa ko dun sa taas o! gawwd, those were the malaman days! i still had braces on then. gawwd, do i even still look like that. ugh. i need those cheeks!

    still, new layout. as soon as i get this pc de-virused, ill fix everything. color scheme: yellowing orange, fuschiaish red, and electric blue. plus lotsa gray of different shades. i want a picture of me hanging around a yellow volks, with big shades on, denim shorts, white top, bangles and huge shades plus red red lips! pretty, no?

    but all things cant be as imagined. yadayadayada

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    pictionary

    as much as i want to have nice posts for you, dear readers, my life being less colorful than it should be (but dont mind me, its a life nonetheless. and its got color, here and there. just so happens, nothing much is happening...like ever.), sooo i play pictionary with you.

    pictionary - (noun) - a game played by a blog host where she puts up pictures in her blog and describe it. such insanity is born because she's bored and she knows that you are too. i mean, hello, if you had such a great life to live, you wouldnt reading so much about just one person and her misfits, would you? but on the otherhand, may be im such a good writer you just cant stop! woohoo!! (oh fucker, i know we're just all bored.)

    ...


    now that's is how i clean my room. yup, i toss everything on my bed and figure out what to do with it five hours later. usually, the process is more exhausting that it should be, but what the heck, right? as a person whose never done much cleaning or other chores in my life, you cant expect much from me, can you?

    btw, the blue thing with red lace is not underwear, dickheads. those are my favorite pair of ankleish socks

    oh and here's how i clean my closet:



    ...


    now, that, sweethearts, is the archi dean's car parked infront of school. by school, i mean beato, because i dont go doing conquest on other parts of the college. its the philippines, weather-wise, you'll burn before you get to the other buildings.

    soo, yeah.. i believe its a oneseater porshe. silver, tiny, EXPENSIVE. not that im accusing him of corruption or anything, because, he IS old rich.. its just sooo niceee. i mean, the car.


    ...

    why are we doing this again? oh yeah, fucking boredom.

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    the loser can rhyme

    "Fiddle-dee, Fiddle-dum, You know who you are"


    Fiddle-dee, fiddle-dum
    Why can we not be friends?
    We couldve been best buds and some
    If we said proper amends

    But things cant be and things cant do
    Because we act so tense
    We live both such great lives and so
    Divided by a mile high social fence

    If we only knew how our brains run
    If weve known each other well
    Fiddle-dee, fiddle dum
    There wont be no nursery rhymes to tell

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    love yourself

    ive been doing that a lot. the more you love yourself, the more time you'll have time loving others (wtf!).

    anyway, loving myself means drowing in back issues of fashion mags, cleaning my room, fixing my closet, upgrading my wardrobe, indulging in pints of ice cream, enjoying chocolate croissants (lots), and not pressuring myself in doing and not doing what i want.

    gaaawwwdd, if you have to know, loving yourself costs an effing lot. seriously. :( aside from my abnormal uptigtness and oc-ness, budget's been holding me back. ish. but what the heck, right. all in the name of love.

    the week break is sooo not working. its being an ass. but i think im happy. with the magazines and the such. well, i am now.. then pretty soon, id be agonizing about supposedly petty stuff again. what a life, right? ATLEAST IM EATING MORE NOW!

    ...

    im miss little imperfect. and you dont know anything about me. not who i was then, not who i am now. not what i like, what i feel, what im going through. especially not what i have been. fuck you, dear.

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    bus

    i got hit by a bus today.


    for real.

    nothing tragic. just stupid. of me. and of the driver.

    very stupid.

    im alive though, just a few bloodless scrapes on each joint, and a big bump on my skull. something like that.


    ...

    what was i thinking? i was so dazed out i got hit by a freaking bus!

    i still feel queezy now. drunkish.

    ...

    well, before that oh-so-life changing experience, i think i have a new addiction. i wanna be good at billiards!!!

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    breakish

    so nica and i were talking about me taking a break. she calls it love yourself break and that would be wonderful. but i think im having something else in mind. not very far from her concept, i think this one's got rules. still, love myself. i havent had a break since, umm, ever. this is it sweethearts. wish me luck. it wont take long.

    ludai says i should take stress tabs. she claims i need it because a.) it get rids of stress (and we know how stressy i can get) and b.) it gets people to grow fat.

    ...
    its so weird. atleast im sane. mapanganib, dear. haha. and im so not supposed to judge. im happy for you?
    things are

    this is cute. that's my dad's bestfriend's son. twas taken a short while after christmas. gawwd, he's cute. cute cute cute!

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    start of summer wish list

    1. red shorts (like louie's)
    2. red leather belt (like louie's)
    3. xs white tank
    4. yellow tank
    5. red tank
    6. orange tank
    7. light blue, dark gray tanks
    8. buddha bead bracelets (im that kind of girl)
    9. funky aviators. i realized that im no longer a wayfarer girl, since everyone is using them. amp.
    10. a new school back pack from nike! my old one sucks, and id really love a backpack again. black, plain, simple and definitely light weight.
    11. id be very happy if i can have my kenneth cole watch again, as much as im able to live without it, it just really hurts not having him around. :(


    ...

    i really do need to borrow jas's camera. i need to post pics in this blog.

    ...

    im overstuffing myself. for real. before going to bed everynight i feel like vomitting because of all the food i forcefed myself with. BUT IN THE BRIGHT SIDE, I JUST CHECKED and if im not fooling myself, im actually back at 84 pounds! woohoo!!

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    blind items. dont ask. :)

    (post is product of semi-bipolar depression)



    dear, i need you back in manila. i really do.

    dear, why cant we be friends.

    dear, you left me hanging. fuck you.

    dear, im calling it tolerance without encouragement.

    dears, live and love. all of you.

    dear, im unfair, i know. but its just hard to be fair when it doesnt feel right.

    dear, i wont do anything bad. i promise.

    dears, ive understood. i wont do it again.

    dear, im so happy. we are. especially you. and im happy because of that.

    dear, thank you. you know who you are when you read this.

    dear, im sorry.


    ...


    "sayang. kung anuanu kasi iniisip mo e. enjoy life."

    my heart dies with every line.



    no one understands. to those who do, thank you.


    ...

    never take past conversations as reference. because most words spoken dont make it to history.

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    real life party mode

    "pictures" speak louder than words. so guess how much fun we effin had!!!













    the perfect year ender. summer MUST be a blast!

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    totally uninteresting post

    okay here i go again, blogging about the nothingness this day has brought me. it's ok actually. i think i needed that nothingness, but i just cant face nothingness all summer, can i.

    ...

    the thing about you two is you're so sensitive around each other. its actually fun to watch. you're being an insensitive jerk and you're being an asswipe. but gawd, i love the both of you. sweethearts. haha.


    ...


    this blog needs pictures.

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    candymag ish

    2.37 am. i feel so light. lighty light light. insomnia attack again. but what the heck. i feel so light. and very much sane, thankyouverymuch.

    i just bought seventeen, and what do you know: candymag! (as you may have noticed, im in higshchool again!) i get these when i read magazines you know. like, gawwd, life is so superficial. i just have to be superficial, and BAM! im happy.


    ...


    btw, im in full socialization mode. ever. ever since one mcdo day last last year, ive stopped socializing. long story. but im ready now. seriously.


    summer's ahead. lotsa time to kill.


    ...

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    purple skittles

    im sorry for all the purple skittles in the world, the only reason people eat them is because they're part of the group. they're just like the purple frutos. poor purple candies, no one wants them, but they exist.

    im sane but not sane enough. absolutely not sane enough. i need a nice summer dress to cheer me up. how sad i am? im going to get a haircut soon. that sad.

    shet. bipolar tendencies are coming.

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    critical letter to self part1

    sweetie,


    macci, dear, you think too much. you should enjoy more than you think. especially now that its summer. get off the laptop and do some partying. i know thats not how sigle life goes, really. i mean single life is just like the life you had before only a tad free-er. and "a tad free-er" isnt all that.

    stop it with all the guys already. i mean, fine, they're fun and gaawwd they're fine. but really, you have to learn to enjoy yourself alone. not with friends, not with guys and not with this fucking blog, since this seems to be your vice nowadays. i mean, look at how much you write and how much youre resisting to write.


    where's the old macci, sweetheart? the one who goes shopping at weekends, goes with sobs to a not so expensive and not so chi chi bar somewhere, the one who smiles at everyone and asks weird questions at parties? the one who actually reads books and understands them, the one who isnt as uptight as you? fine the old macci looks like a duckling or rat of some sort, but she had lotsa fun.


    the only diffrence between them, deary, is that she WASN'T as uptight as you are now. tsk tsk. you fucking snob, you.


    go do something about it. i dont know what exactly, but there's got to be something. live up a bit to the world's expectation of you. i mean, you're not really living it, living it. just havin a bit of fun. problem is, where to find it. fun is just like all the men in the world. you dont look for it, it looks for you.


    yours truly,
    your inner self who's pissed at you for being you. :*

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    sane

    being sane sucks. being insane sucks.

    if only i knew the way (ish).

    daanin ko nalang to sa tulog.


    he wont even give me a hug. plus im home on a saturday night, no plates. whoa.

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    the long long post of bottled up rants

    so about this blog and the multiply thing. dare i explain?

    im no long cross posting since that contributes boring problem to m already lackluster life, so this is howd it go:

    blog entries - heartfelt nonsense that i do not need the world to see. most likely, these entries will bore everyone, but it is written for the strong-willed people. for actual bloggers and nerds such as myself. for people who've nothing to do at home anyway.

    multiply entries - wala. amp. magyayabang lang ako dito. about myself, my guys, my friends, my engrande life kuno. the parties, ths shopping, the trips, yadayadayada totally superficial and possibly overrated life. ugh. powtah. multiply entries are censored entries, i mean, people will read it! fackers! its like presenting an article to people, i have to make it intersting shit!


    so can i manage two blogs at a time. with the rate im writing, I CAN MANAGE TEN AND KEEP EVERYTHING UPDATED DAILY. i mean, id be alone all summer, wont i. what else can i do? this is my fucking contribution to the society, as useless as it may be. and i laabb itt!!


    ...

    i am sooo skinny. i can pass as your average 8 year old kid. but wait a minute, they're growing them fat now.. im skinnier.

    but atleast, mya appetite's back. i was thinking about writing everything i stuff myself with everyday in my blog but decided against it, because just like most things in the planet, i can not commit!

    gawwshh. what is it with me and commitments? well, im just average, im guessing.

    back to the weight problem. of course im not anorexic. i may say that and try to fool people with it as i always do, but gaawd they'd believe me! yesterday, i was able to finish a whole one-piece chicken meal from mcdo, and i almost can not blieve tht i just did. and to think, ive had 2 minor breakfasts before that.

    ...


    being single turned my mouth foul. ive been injecting words such as "fuck" "pota" and the likes in every emotionally overwhelming sentence i utter and write. atleast i say these words with "poise" (if that is possible). i mean, its KINDA ok to sound foul, but gaawwwdd, id hate to sound like a kanto girl.

    ...

    ive been making pacute less now that im single. the shame of it.

    summer's around the corner. i just have to go to one class on tuesday, and im a college junior. incoming college junior if your so oc and want to put it that way.

    ...

    im scared. really scared. what if, what ifs. do i really deliver myself in that manner? its flattering (yeah whatever), but its a tad sadder. i dont even know what to do now. i mean, how do you effing fix something like that. is it even possible. i mean, in the end, id end up acting like i always do.

    and besides its not that bad. ....?

    ...

    nica told me something essential last night. i should've known it long before. as iiin looong before. like about, lets say, half a decade ago.
    ...


    my bestfriend's gone to the united states of america. its not even summer yet. i wasnt able to spend a single day of summerness with her. waaah sniff sniff. she's my summer girl, you know that. im totally dependent on her every summer, even when i already had a boyfriend.

    and that too, no more boyfriends for me. i mean, the legendary paolo is till around, he'll always be, but i cant expect that he'd hang out with me as much as couples do. i mean, whats the sense of the "break off cool thingy" if we hang on as much as before right.

    still, pauline is sooo faar away. waaaaahhhhhhhh!!! ggggrrrrrrr!!!

    ...


    i can already tie my hair in a pony. or poneee, as ludai puts it. i really really really want a haircut already, but im deciding against it because --(by this time, 80% of the readers have already bored themselves with the previous boring nagging, i dont think there'd be a lot left to read this "pagbubuhat ng bangko" tendency of mine) -- well, im deciding against it because the guys laaab it!

    maybe its because of the availability, which is why they're popping out right and left. or maybe its because of the makeup. who knows. but definitely the hair's got something to do with it. the hair's ALWAYS GOT SOMETHING TO DO WITH EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE!

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    he calls me cci

    "cci" as in "chi" not "qui" or "ki". its cci.

    pipao pipao pipao. hmmm, i miss you a lot. but im happy. :D

    ...


    i feel so peaceful right now. the pattern problems are laying low. so much better. my friends are the best too. and my sister, the social climbing animal that she is, just had a party of more or less 40 people in the garden. amp. nauhan ako.

    best yet, i can smell summer.

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    nirvana

    tomorrow:
    no guys, no plates.



    just me and a bottle of nail polish


    optional: good book, ipod, and pint of FIC cookies and cream ice cream.

    possibly: cellphone, blog, and magazines.

    plus: aircon, sleeping pills!



    gaawwddd, ive never felt so good for a long long long long long time.



    stuff to do:
    clean nails
    fix closet
    fix bags
    fix accesory cabinet
    fix makeup closet
    have both night lamps fixed
    have bathroom drain fixe
    (this just ruined my imagination of luxury. ugh.)


    ...


    sorry girls, ive been being a demanding bossy bully bitch lately. im not going through a miserable time, so there's no excuse for that. i know that we live miles away from each other, but lets please, fucking please, go out this summer. im in a rut, remember. no bestfriend, no boyfriend, no neighbor, no cuz, no plans for summer. lets plan something, shall we! lov lampe you girls, modefully.. since im giving up on that one vice that's been haunting us forever. (sorry, private jokes)

    ...

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    sorry

    sa lahat ng nag add sakin sa multiply recently.. soobraang sorry. sa pagflood ng inboxes nio. AS IN SOORRY TALAGA! papansin, i know. and balita ko may mga binabaril dahil sa pagflood ng inbox e.

    it will never happen again. technical error un! hindi ko sinasadya.

    and please parang awa nio na, wag nio seriosohin mga sinulat ko nun kasi nung kabataan ko pa un sinulat. un lang, sorry guys!

    thanks for the add, though. :*

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    pride

    nope. no more. no more pride to speak off.

    just got a new multiply. and well, first step states adding people as my contacts. ive been using other people's multiply to network and add people i know. yeah, even those who dont know me or have never even uttered a single word to me all my life. ugh. loser. i know.


    ...

    so this is my actual first multiply entry, and im typing it on blogger. yippe!! you know me, im a real to life blogger girl. so thank god for the multiply blogger collaboration. gawd, i must be boring you.

    tsk tsk. blogging would now be such a chore. i mean, i have to consider the people who might actually read my posts now.

    yadayadayada.

    shoot me.

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    hellooooo world. im using multiply!!

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    on ana, school, and summer!

    80 pounds. shet. what happened to me. i lost 5 pounds in 2 weeks. break up woes?

    geno says im secretly depressed daw deep inside my effing heart and that the ana tendencies are the only outlet. funny: i do not have an eating disorder im just clinically depressed.


    ...


    of course i still have stuff to do, but i have to do it one at a time. marketing plan, nat sci prints, drfl, har. thats pretty much it, to be honest. i mean gra is waay beyond me. if its not possible, its not possible. get over it.


    ...


    SUMMER'S AROUND! cant wait to go out with sobs again. then with bry and the rest of em. with pauline to some mall, gawk at guys, shop. ahh to feel young again (in highschool fashion). pao will stop here every once in a while, dvd watch. find new friends. develop new hobbies. KEEP MYSELF BUSY!! bond with sisters, pizza nights. clean my room, change blog layout... yadayadayadayada.


    ...

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    tell-all

    its about time to write it, so here i go.

    yup, all the rumors about it, true true. i no longer have a boyfriend. its true, quit asking. the legendary paolo is no more.


    it happens, ok. get on with it. i mean, what matters is we're getting on properly, right. approximately 715 days of happiness, each and every single day of it, i throw away as if it never matterd. funny, isnt it. funneh.


    why i never talk about it? i cant do it justice. how can you inject drama to a proper break up? i didnt even want to call it a break up. its a "break". haha. whatevr, right.


    hi, if you're reading this... umm, well, hi. you can talk to me whenever you want. but i know that despite all the "love", you barely read my blog, so im not too worried. i hope you're fine, though, love.


    for those who want drama, here's drama:

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    confessions

    no longer mad at myself
    no longer mad at anyone else for that matter
    no longer dl
    no longer short hair
    no longer bangag
    no longer in relationship
    no longer taray mode
    no longer inspired
    no longer pressured
    no longer tooo sexist.

    ...

    i havent been to a mall for the longest time until today. its been therepeutic as usual. its like, back to the good old days. im back in highschool again when clothes give me more satisfaction than friendship or whatever relationship does. but i feel better because of reasons much more deeper than that. love you, dear. sorry we had to go through that. but dont we just feel soo much better now? :* :*

    ...

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    step 1. forgive yourself.

    ...

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    weight issues

    i need to gain weight, my face looks sooo sullen.

    see, since vigan and the dinner at the effing 'kambingan' (some provincial eatery, for those who've no ide about it), my appetite's gone dooooowwn. seriously. i can barely eat with pleasure anymore.


    so im down to 82 pounds. i lost 3 pounds in a week... so im back to 82 and getting lower. :( sooo sad.


    im worse than most anorexic people i know. anorexic people eat. they do. they really want to. whereas, I DONT! im incredibly skinny, and i really have to do something about it. its no longer pretty. id look better with an additional 10 pounds, i would!


    hmmm.. i'll do something about it. time for drastic(ish) measures.

    posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni | 0 comments

    empty.

    things happening to me lately:


    empty.
    empty.
    empty.
    empty.
    half full.
    full.
    over flowing
    empty.
    empty.
    empty.
    empty.

    posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni | 0 comments