Just finished editing my profile… dark huh? Lots of luck… dices rain? Even if a week of hell is about to come and soon I’ll be hiding under tons of books and photocopied materials. I’m good! Well tamed!
Funny things have happened to me these past few days. I’m a bit quirky at times. I don’t know, guess life’s a funny thing. You try to be kind, you end up being hurt, you try to be bad, and you end up being loved. Everything’s the opposite of what you expect. While I’m supposed to read about physical agents, therapeutic ranges and memorize values that are fun but are irrelevant to me at this moment, I’m letting words flow. After deadlines-after-deadlines, once again, I’m writing. Hang-over.
Hey superman! Thanks for the smiles! Now I’m refrained from getting hold of books that’d make me learn about the practicalities-of –life. You could never be too old to feel butterflies in your tummy. 2 bottles in exchange for a kiss? When will I ever learn to withhold this kindness as a tribute to myself? How can a person make you see ceaseless horizons and make you want to share more? The possibilities of these things that I’m experiencing were once faint, nearly void. All these time I was right. Good choices come with perfect moments and a bunch of my wrong ones were remedied by this superhero I own. Walking with you, we saw familiar faces; I was supposed to be naughty. What for? It’ll never please me the way your reaction did. Raise “her” temper? Always is, always will be. See? I didn’t need it. What’s the hug for? What’s the kiss for? 2 bottles in exchange of a kiss! Naughtiness subdued by a superhero’s reaction…. Perfect! I came and you are grateful, I know it my dear. Go on, be that ubermench for me. No need to tell me how it feels like to be mine. I knew it even before. I’ve struggled too short, lived too long, smiled so much. I’m getting a lot younger, feeling these butterflies in my tummy. *giggles*☺… and more…
It’s time to laugh at myself. I’ve been dull enough to judge other people, lose my nerves and yell. Very uncultured…me…me…me! I have yet to learn more about diversities and adjustments. What a big word… COMPROMISE! Soon I’ll be big enough for it, I hope!
Make fun out of yourself. Jokes even the silliest ones add light to a busy girl’s life! To our mentors and the “EGG”, common things are often left out. Thanks for reminding me. Electrogastrogram? I twisted brain lobes to answer that. Sayang efforts ko! To stragol!, 5 pols and 5 colors, Aruuuu! Admit it, you tried to be hyper-creative… sineseryoso ba ang jokes? Competitive Patient na, Competitive victim pa! jutes! And ostrich!!!!!!!!!!!! Aside from having 7 cervical vertebrae (same count as ours), ang tagalog nito ay “PABO”, lacap 2006! Haha! Ostrich!!!!!
I’m not making any sense and it’s basically my aim; to joke around while I’m not yet sandwiched by my beloved “learning” obligations. Ostrich!!!!! Giggles, giggles!
Word for the day!!!!
ang english ng itik a.k.a "pabo" ay OSTRICH!!! astig!
