I am living cluelessly in this world, trying to make a name of my own. What else can i do to cure my melancholy or should i say change my boredom world? Some people may say I am a prodigy for I am blessed with the fruits of the earth. But they'll never know that I may have the chance but I didn't have enough courage to grab it. I may sometimes be oblivious of the things that happened to me. I may be one, but my previous are greatly cherished by me. It's as if I am a great devout of my past life, trying to anticipate what pasture awaits. And if only i'll be able to see the other side of the coin.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
That Dreaded Question Come Nov. 11th!
I haven't seen or talked to anyone from my mom's side of the family for eons. The last gathering that we had, as I recalled, was 10 years ago. So basically, they don't know the real score about me trailing fairy dusts wherever I go.
One thing I really hate about reunions is the catching up phase and bombarding you with useless questions just to ward of the awkward moment for reacquainting each other. AND - I am bracing myself with this question: "do you have a girlfriend?"
PLAN:
Surprise them the moment I emerge from the airport doors with me wearing ultimately short cut-offs ala Kate Moss. That way, I'm positive that would keep their trap shut!
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CEBU here I come!
One thing I really hate about reunions is the catching up phase and bombarding you with useless questions just to ward of the awkward moment for reacquainting each other. AND - I am bracing myself with this question: "do you have a girlfriend?"
PLAN:
Surprise them the moment I emerge from the airport doors with me wearing ultimately short cut-offs ala Kate Moss. That way, I'm positive that would keep their trap shut!
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CEBU here I come!
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