SMILE!
October 2010
14 posts
If I had only one friend left, I'd want it to be you.
Thanks for being a big part of my life.. I love you so much..
Ever felt as if you've been running around in blind circles? You're tired, you need rest, but every single time you stop, he always comes in and tells you to run ever faster, run even farther. It's the injustice of loving, the pain of loving someone who doesn't love you back. To hear him tell you to keep suffering because he doesn't know what you're going through. And he will never love you enough to reach out and find out.
ICE CREAM.
I had the most miserable day yesterday. I was so depressed with the way things turned out with my academics but then again, in my darkest moment I am glad to see and feel that I am loved. I am happy to know that people cares about me and that I am not alone.
I came to the office, walked pass thru them, sat in the corner and cried. It was something I rarely do but then I was so depressed, I couldn’t hold on to it any longer. And then I let it all out, I cried and cried for hours. It feels like I filled a big gallon with my tears. No one could make me stop crying, they tried talking to me, giving me water, giving me a tissue, but I declined all of it.
After a few hours of crying, I finally stopped. I was staring blankly in nowhere. I was thinking. I stood up, went to the toilet to calm myself down and when I returned, I’m okay already. I started talking to people again. I chatted with them, I joke around with them.
A friend asked me if I want some ice cream, I agreed to buy one. I want forget the things that made me cry so hard. What’s with the ice cream that made people calm down? Is there some ingredients that makes people happy? Or is it because on your way to buy the ice cream you’d had a moment to think and talk to a friend and that would make you feel better? I don’t know. It’s just a theory.
Anyway, I had the second one. On our way to the ice cream shop, we were chatting. She shared a secret with me and you know what I felt? I felt really touched that despite the fact that we’re not that really close, she decided to tell the secret to me first. Or maybe it’s a desperate measure.. Hahaha. Anyway, I told her a secret too. So… Quits lang! Hahaha
When we returned to the office, I was happy again.. I was jolly again. I can laugh, I can shout and I can joke around again like nothing happened. For a moment there, I forgot I even had a problem. And thanks to my friends I can smile again.
I didn’t had a solution to my problem yet but they told me not to give up, and I won’t. I disappointed way too many people before, and I’m not gonna disappoint them now. I’m not gonna leave them.
They believe in me. They have hopes in me. They care for me. And I’m not gonna waste all of that.
I LOVE YOU GUYS.
Before you judge me, take a good look at you. Don't you have anything better to do? Seems to me, you're a little slow to understand that ignorance and jealousy go hand in hand.
(via 365thoughts)
toommoooo..
To the Judgmental Know-it-all Bitch
Dear bitch,
I’m gonna tell you what’s on my mind right now. I don’t know if you’d be able to read this but then again, I’d post it anyway. So here it goes. You judge me like you’ve known me for a long long time. You talked like you are so perfect. Have you seen your profile page lately? Oh please. What a poser. Can you post your own photo? Don’t use the photos of other people. You talked about plagiarisms right? How about copyrights, bitch?
Anyway, I may not be the best in constructing perfect sentences but at least I tried. You want to be the know-it-all bitch, prove it to us. Reply in English. You commented using our native language, and that proves what? Uhm. NOTHING. I may not be pretty and sexy but if I were to compare my looks with your disgusting personality and character, OH MY GOSH! I AM A GODDESS! Before hitting the COMMENT button, please check your spellings. Portraying to be a know-it-all right? Then please portray it well.
My friends don’t need to defend me, but they did anyway. And I thank God for giving me friends like them. I pity you, because you don’t have friends like them. Don’t talk to me and my friends like you know us, because bitch, you don’t. And you know who else I pity the most? Your parents. Your actions and your language depicts how they raised you. I guess they didn’t raise you well. Or even if they did, maybe you got lost along the way. I pity you. Boo hoo!
People told us not to stoop down to your level, but I’ve had enough of your nonsense criticisms. You think you’re all that. Guess again honey, you’re not. Stop pretending. And by the way, I may be part of the school paper, but it’s not my job to write articles. I take photos. Before judging people, please do try to know more about them.
LABELS ARE MEANT TO BE READ. You’ve read my wrong grammar-ed status, right? Can you please do read my INFO PAGE too. Alright? Thanks.
