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| it's all about you and me |
| 08.08.05 (8:08 am) [edit] |
Yess it's just you and me this time. ♥
Took a dip in the pool at 2am this morning. Crazy huh? The outside air was freezing but the water was warm. It's the most soothing sensation ever so yess, it felt great. So today I think we're goin to the mall coz I'll be searchin for this to-die-for hot pants that I saw on tv yesterday. It's like "gaucho pants." Cute. Oh yea, two days ago I visited the Seventeen magazine website where they're showing the models for "model search", that's including =http://theincugirl.blogspot.c...Saab. What surprised me were these two girls, one was my age and the other was a year older, who both weighed like 15 pounds less than me. HAHA. And I thought I was skinny. I'm 117 lbs. by the way. So yess. Juss sharing. I juss realized that I've grown, height and weight, and it feels good not to be amongst the "skinny is in" society. WELL... SOMETHING LIKE THAT. =]
I can't think of anything else to say. I wish I could rave about... well nevermind. What's important is that my heart has finally found its way back home. And I just might be the luckiest and happiest babe ever =]
p.s. I made new artworks. Ganyan talaga pag bored. HAHA. Click on the pic to get started:
=http://thenirvanachiq.multipl...
Good girl. Wow. =]
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| 08.06.05 (5:56 pm) [edit] |
The artworks are found at my Multiply account. Juss realized some of em' were too.. how'd you say it.. out of control. Well in terms of content, the language is spiteful. So ayun.
What you see may not always be as it is. There is more to a dot than it appears. Accept the fhe fact that we live in a world where people will always be criticizing you - there is always something nasty or good in store for you. I guess I have learned from my past experiences and vulnerability that it's hard for me to meet others' expectations of me. There is that unusual feeling of remorse whenever I either push myself too hard to meet their demands or whenever I give up on my own efforts, knowing full well that I had only half done the job. It's not that I lack the ability to make things right, no. I would just feel more comfortable - with my feelings, actions, and thoughts - if I set my own expectations of myself and not let others take hold of me. It's not about being under the hands of control. It's a grip of the hand placed on my shoulder. Leading me somewhere that I have no intention of going.
Them haters disapprove of me. They see the way I talk, the way I curse, they see those overexposed pictures, or whatever... and the subject of "decency" and "manners" come up. I respect their criticisms and "concerns" but the REAL me is right here. If you can't take it, then leave. Forget "Decency" and the other crap associated with it. It's hard to be someone you're not. Haven't we all learned that since elementary? I do have "manners" and yess, I do respect myself but what's been shown in my blog is a matter of choice and not because I want people to have a "come, look-see" at me. I don't post pictures to be "known" or whatever. I've always considered people who think too much about "the good" are those who can't loosen up a lil bit, who takes life way too seriously, who gets taken advantaged of, who thinks too much, who place direct control over others' well-being, who wants everything to be right and proper... I'm not saying that's boring or totally lackluster. I'm simply not just meant to be one of them. I have ambitions like them people my age. I have life goals. Everyday I make decisions, important or not, that will either make me or break me. There is more to me than meets the eye.
Take time to know me before you even say shit. And that's the first sign of maturity.
♥ It's on, baby.
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| 08.05.05 (1:06 pm) [edit] |
Yess, I'm still alive. Los Angeles is fucking hot and so are the guys. HAHA. Joke. Nico and I roam the streets of L.A. at night, with the speakerboxes blaring loud and clear, drawing attention to us. I swear, his whole car shakes with the sounds from 50 CENT, CASSIDY, TUPAC, and GENESIS. HAHAHA. Kakatawa yung mga oldies. They'd scowl and frown and mutter under their breaths up until we're outta sight. Fuck. Mean. LOL. I'm lovin' GENESIS, baby!
Have I mentioned how much I loathe "fakers"? I can deal with haters, shiyett. I can stomp down on them anytime because they thrive on their own dirt. No biggie. But fakers... shit. People, especially those who I'm closely connected to, who have a hard time accepting who they are fucked up. They who impersonate others because they are too ashamed to show off who they truly are will need to consult a fucking shrink immediately. They who have no sense of originality and is rash in copying others' ideas without permission or proper acknowledgment to the owner can kiss my ass after a long crap. I hate them, I hate you. Putangina. Stealing SHIT from MY BLOG is NOT KUUL. If you want to take something from here or whereever kahit not from me, you may or may not ask permission but you gotta give credit to where credit is due. If you're smart, you'll end this "im a faker phase." It's fucking ugly. I want to make it crystal clear that even though you are my "friends" and I fucking treat each of you like "a friend", don't abuse it. Fuck you I don't need to keep up with your BS lies. If you're ugly and you don't want the world to know, DON'T STEAL AND USE OTHER PEOPL'S PICS. Cheap putah. It happened to mah friend and things got soo ugly afterwards, when we found out. I know YOU do that too so please... konting respeto. So what kung pangit ka... basta hindi pangit ang ugali. Kasi mas masagwa kung ganun. DUH.
I'm goin out right now.. so i'll juss finish it off here for now. Later ulit.
FUCK YOU BABY.
♥ I love...
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