Thursday, Feb 9,2017 “KIM BOK JOO!!!!” that name calling was all I’ve ever paid my attention to ever since having a glimpse of the korean drama, Weightlifting. Midterms week and Gosh! I was… More
I won’t be posting stories of my life in here anymore. I’ll create new site soon and I’ll feature more about fashion and adventures but that would take me such a long time. By then, I’ll make sure to provide better blog post.
There’s always a first for everything.
Kasadya in SRP. This was a smaller version of any amusement parks like Enchanted Kingdom or even Disneyland but still it can surpass the standard.
A new year to begin. New memories to make. New experiences to feel. I will make the best out of 2017. That is what I’m sure of.
Second semester and I swore that I won’t try to cut class again.
The school had just resumed from 2 weeks semestral break. CAS subjects had no class because there was a teacher’s meeting until 5pm. I have filipino class at 6pm which means it wasn’t included in the suspension. Sad.
I couldn’t imagine my life without my best friend.
It was Friday morning. Enrollment day. Mom went with me to school to pay my tuition. She was not aware of my grade and so was I. Grades were only given when accounts were already settled. So I haven’t seen it since then.
He likes her hair long, so she cut it short
I never planned nor approved of cutting my hair short until I began to reconsider. I love my hair long and so did he. He told me that he doesn’t like seeing girls with short hair. I don’t know why he’s so against it.
HARD TO BELIEVE –The very first poem I wrote. I dedicated this to the guy I was infatuated with on my first year in college. He likes my dearest friend. I couldn’t accept it nor did I believe it was true back then. It triggered me to express my feelings through writing rhyme words. It was a bit simple and obviously a work of an amateur. However, it became my first step in the field of writing poems.
TOO MUCH — This poem was sort of a way for me to confess my feelings towards my long time crush. Emotions were building up and I couldn’t keep it any longer. So I decided to let it all out and express it through my poem. I sent it to him through a private message on facebook. Afterwards, I felt so ashamed. I realized that it was so unladylike of me to initiate the first move that’s why I blocked him right after. I thought it was the best way to do because I was afraid of being rejected. I rather be oblivious about his say on it than knowing my feelings weren’t reciprocated. That was so coward of me and i regretted it.
REGRETS –It was an unexpected turn of events. I didn’t care about the consequences of my words & actions. I didn’t mind the effect or simply saying I didn’t care. Maybe because I was too immature to think of the right thing to do. I was not aware that it could hurt someone big time.