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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I HATE THIS DAY. :(


This morning, I was so determined to study for my trese exam. I told myself that I won’t let anything distract me, anything.


But then, something happened today. Something I don’t want to talk about but it won’t stop me from being bothered.


At around 12nn, while I was trying to study, our doorbell rang. My dad went outside to see who it was. A guy dressed in a long sleeve shirt and maong pants with a belt bag attached to him was in front of our gate, one typical mail man. He gave a couple of big envelopes to my dad, they talked. As my dad entered our house, you could really see how happy he was by the way he smiled at us. Parang alam ko na. My mom asked him what it was about, tama ako.


The mail man has nothing to do with the envelopes, he was just ordered to hand them to us, but I hated him so much. Sana hindi na lang siya dumating. Sana naligaw siya o habang papunta siya sa bahay namin nahulog niya yung mga envelopes sa man hole. Yung tipong hindi na niya talaga makukuha yun. Naiinis ako. Hindi dapat sa lalaking yun, pero galit ako sa kanya.


It’s so ironic to see how my parents received the letters. They were all smiling and were obviously so excited to accept those envelopes. Samantalang ako, I didn’t even bother to open the envelope addressed to my name. I wanted to show my parents that I am not happy about it. Never. I was only forced to open mine because my mom ordered me to check if my files are complete. I HATE IT.


I guess, this is it. The moment I’ve been dreading to come. Akala ko hindi na dadating. Akala ko okay na. :(


Everyday you wait is another day you’ll never get back again.
1:48 PM


THE WONDERLAND

And if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find you and make it all okay. Because we all need a little help sometimes. Someone to help us hear the music in the world, to remind us that it won't always be this way. That someone is out there. And that someone will find you. - Lucas Scott, OTH

THE BLUEBIRD

Name: Chrisen Maraña
Age: 19
School: UP Diliman
Bday: April 03, 1987

I am:
cheerful : God-fearing : appreciative : fun-loving : carefree : simple : shy at first : friendly : affable : a Christian : childlike : paranoid : clumsy : basketball fanatic : talkative : an Assumptionista : a UP student : a "skolar ng bayan" : a lover of kids and happiness : a daydreamer
I like:
babies : teaching kids : smiling : friendly people : meeting new faces : being in college : learning something new : night sky : watching movies : cartoons : shopping : rubbershoes : watches : jokes : caramel sundae : isaw : street food : Starbucks : chocolates : ice cream : playing the guitar : OPM : Christian songs : watching PBA : Paul Artadi : Oliver James : Purefoods : texting : Christmas season : reminiscing : having crushes =)
I dont like:
backstabbers : plastic and nasty people : mayabang : immorality : being alone : rejection : crying : fights : being away from home : boredom : studying : vegetables : banana : frogs : cockroaches : yucky insects : pretensions
I love:
God : my family : my highschool friends : my new found friends : Jackadz : my champion section : my blocmates : being at home : being with children : color pink : happiness : laughing : making other people happy : daydreaming : attending VCF services : mcdo : math : MYMP : life itself
I miss:
Assumption : highschool : my highschool friends : jackadz : champion section : DEIR : JANELLE : KAYLA : my Theresian dormmates : my D5 blocmates : Los Baños : being with the most true friends : staying in a dorm : riding in a schoolbus : my highschool teachers : wearing my highschool uniform : having morning talks : being a kid

GOSSIPY


LA-LA-LA

Somewhere Over The Rainbow - Israel Kamakawiwoole

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