SHRUGS.

you shouldn't have said IT a year ago.you shouldn't have given me the idea that's crippling my mind now.IT seems stupid now, but it wasn't for me then.i was so stupid to expect that IT could be possible.i should have known back then that nothing will happen.now, look at me.i don't even know myself.but thanks, anyway.because of you, i've learned so many things.so many things...you just don't have an idea how IT made me discover things..about myself, the people around me, about everything -- almost!but, still, i get lost whenever i find myself alone in my own self.hehe..ngano bitaw naingon to nimu ngit? heheIT still puzzles me..especially now that you've reminded me of IT last last week..*sigh*sometimes it makes me smile, sometimes...wala lang..thinking that it could happen...one day.with that one spark that you saw, which i didn't.with every single word you say about what you think about IT,it tickles me inside...but, like what i always do, i just don't let you knowthat i take all the pleasures alone, kept inside me.even the pain, all kept inside. even though in tears, i don't tell.however, as this becomes a hobby...intertwined with my system, a part of me,i feel benumbed. no. i'm benumbed. how do i know? i don't know.it must have hurt so much when i can't feel anything anymore.



THATS A BLOG ENTRY OF A FRIEND I ALWAYS HAVE FUN TALKING WITH ANYTIME OF THE YEAR. WE'RE CLASSMATES FOR FOUR YEARS NOW AND WE ARE ROWMATES IN OUR PSYCH CLASS THIS SEMESTER. MY SEATMATE WAS NOT AROUND YESTERDAY. SO, SHE WAS MY UNOFFICIAL SEATMATE FOR THE DAY.

I WAS DOODLING ON HER NOTES, WRITING ALL THE LINES I COULD THINK OF THEN BOOM!, SHE STARTED REACTING BY SENDING ME NOTES ASKING ME THINGS. THEN SHE TOLD ME ABOUT THIS THING I TOLD HER A YEAR AGO (WHICH I COULD REMEMBER AND SHE WOULDNT REMIND ME OF). SO THERE. AND LAST NIGHT, SHE WROTE THIS BLOG SHE DEDICATED FOR ME (SHE LEFT A MESSAGE ON MY PAGE TO TELL ME SO).

AFTER READING, I THINK I SHOULD STOP TELLING PEOPLE ANYTHING, EH? HAHAHA.

MAYBE I SHOULD REALLY THINK FIRST BEFORE I SPEAK. OR. PEOPLE SHOULD LEARN. THEY SHOULD STOP LISTENING TO ME. ARGH.