im so vain
so vain, i've got to stop. im a really selfish and extremely spoiled rotten brat. the thing is, i wasnt THIS spoiled before. you can actually call me kind of .... well, fine, i was spoiled back then too.
and yet, i can still remember telling my mom when i was in grade 3 "wag na tau bumili ng damit. its a waste of money." uh-huh uh-huh.. exact words! my mom still remembers it very well. she keeps it very safe in her heart, those words.. i mean, that may be the only time in history that she'll ever get to hear it.
i love allure magazine, i do i do.
but please, stop slapping stuff on your face! stop buying clothes, since you barely get to wear them. hellloooo, you have a uniform for goodness sake.
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its 6.30 in the am, and ive been awake since 5.30. paolo wont wake up properly for me, and im stuck with myself. no good conversation can come from that, i know.
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ive got a singaw, whatever you call it in english ive forgotten. mouth ulcer ata.. ewan. i might've just made that up.
well, anyway, its soo "annoying". i can feel it burrowing through my cheeks.
im supposed to be over this singaw stage, goddamnit! im so pissed with feelings "GAD DAM IT NGA SABE E!" for goodness sake, ive had these on for more than 5 years already.
teta's having hers removed this sep. lucky lucky girl. :( fine! im happy for you. i may be churning inside, and nourishing a new set of rage, anger, jealousy and resentement, but yes, deary, i am happy for you.
posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni |
