Look, I miss you. I really do. I want to talk to you, but I can’t. I don’t want to get hurt again. I mean, look at how we used to be compared to how we are now. Things are so much more different. We don’t even talk anymore. Things aren’t the same. They’ll never be the same again. It hurts, thinking about what we had and how we lost it. I miss how we used to talk24/7 and how I could tell you anything and everything and you wouldn’t judge me. I miss everything.
Most of all… I miss you.
3/23/2012
3/21/2012
March 21, 2012
I’ll distance myself from you, as hard as it may be, it’s safer that way. In hopes that I don’t get hurt. Maybe if I don’t talk to you, you’ll end up talking to me. Maybe if I try to keep myself busy and on the low, maybe just maybe, you’ll end up wondering where I am. Maybe if I stay away, you’ll hopefully miss me.
3/19/2012
3/18/2012
3/10/2012
Inbox
Have you ever read something that killed you inside? Like a text message or someone’s status. Everything was going fine until you accidentally came across something you didn’t want to read. Or found out something you were better off not knowing. It’s almost as if it was posted just to purposely hurt you. But you constantly read it over and over again to torture yourself. It sucks how one little thing can ruin your whole day.
2/26/2012
Do you know how struggling it was to have a fight with your mom? AHHHHHHH.... &%^&$^#%#%^&!
I love my mom. No doubt about it. But sometimes there are moment you just can't take their characteristic. Or yea maybe it's our fault.
She's been using Facebook for 3 years and still asking me how to Log out and what's her username and password in Skype? And when you don't help her she'll go hysterical. AHHHHHH....
Ofcourse I don't like her getting mad or make her feel any negativity but it's inevitable. I hope this will be fixed as soon as possible.
The Banquet: Marketing Ball
The first Marketing Ball to be celebrated outside the four walls of San Beda.
I was actually having a problem regarding my dress because they said we should wear something formal, long gown or cocktail. I worry that my dress might be too over rated or too simple.
My day started at 3pm and I asked my mom to curl my hair. Started to prepare for my bag, dress and make up. Good thing she allowed my to bring the car that day cause there's no way I ride a taxi alone, specially at night.
The party went well. There was an awarding for outstanding student from different categories and luckily I got 1! Participant for the 3rd top Marketing Research Paper 2011. This made my day. :)
Here's some of our pictures from the phothbooth. :D



2/24/2012
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