Being an Editor-in-Chief

Well it’s not that good really. The title just sounds nice. But it is one heck of a job. Especially if you have to correct every single crap English of your classmates (peace!). It’s really stressing. And I hate the way they would always rely on me, just because I’m good at English and essays.

I have to admit, I was very ecstatic at first. I had the will to win at first, but now, I just lost it. I’m too stressed of all my life problems. I actually almost forgot about it. My stupid reporters aren’t really reporting anything. I always have to make the nice reports. It’s pissing me off, big time!

After 5 Days

I didn’t even announced it on my blog yet, and now we’ve broken apart. He’s just my friend now, again. We’ve been together for 5 days, but I’ve been really mean to him. I really hate myself for hurting him that way. I may not like him as a guy, but I sure do like him as my friend. He’s been such a caring boyfriend, and me? I’ve been the coldest girlfriend in the whole planet. I feel sorry because I had his hopes up. I knew he liked me; Damn straight, I knew it all along. No matter how much he denied it from me, I knew that somewhere deep inside his heart… he had liked me for like a year now. I used this opportunity to develop feelings for him, so that I can finally return his love.

But you know how I felt when he would hold my hands? I felt like I wanted to move away. When he would touch me? I felt like I wanted to run away. Generally, I just wanted to move away from him. As much as I wanted to try, my heart felt heavy everytime I thought about him.

I still want to be friends. I still want to spend time with him. But maybe not as a boyfriend, maybe just as a friend…

I’m sorry…

People and Judging

Seriously, my mom was called to the school because I failed 2 units for Biology. She tells my teacher that I’ve been somewhat a net-freak (y’know, Internet Addict). So my teacher tells her that I might be going to the internet doing some bad stuff.

All I can say is… that was total SHIET. Not to brag, but I’ve helped over a hundred people online. It makes me feel good to guide them. With my talents for HTML and Photoshopping, why the hell won’t I share my talents to the freaking world? Am I not allowed to do that? So what if the internet makes me happy? At least it makes me happy unlike others *whistles*…

Seriously, did she have to judge me that way? It makes me feel a bit disappointed. She could’ve known better. I know that what she said is possible. But she doesn’t even know me well enough to do that. Do they expect me to linger in PORN SITES? I’m a friggin 14 yr. old fangirl who loves K-pop. Searches the internet to further my knowledge.

Based from my blog, you could tell that I’m one opinionated person. And you know why? I learned everything from the internet. (Take note: I’m not saying that I believe every single thing that I see on the internet.) My parents didn’t really help that much on forming a very rational daughter. Instead, they helped making obstacles for me. For me to be able to be strong, and I thank them for that.

But I really hate the way that, they didn’t really help me much on being a good bitch, yet they still blame me for doing shiet. They’re my parents, they should know better. Parents shouldn’t judge their kids. God damn it, some people just needs a freakin life, don’t they?

Peace out! I love my parents. But damn, they should stop judging me. That just proves how much they don’t know their own daughter. As much as it hurts me, I still love and respect them as my parents.

A True Friend; DM

Ok, since this is an online blog, I think that it’s better if we just call her DM, her nickname. Hmm, what else can I say about someone as great as her? She’s one of our school’s heartrobs. She’s my close friend. She’s a great and hardworking girl. She’s too perfect! What else can I say?

When we first met, I thought she was just like any other girl. I thought she was one of those stuck-up, conceited girls that wanted every boy for herself. But I was wrong, she was nothing like it. She may be a little clingy to some guys, but all in all she’s not a flirt. She’s a good-natured person that’s a happy-go-lucky type. Just like me, no wonder we are friends.

We actually spent our experience in being inside the principal’s office together. It’s pretty weird, but it feels good that I went there with her and HUDHOD (another close friend). At least I didn’t feel as much afraid, because we were all together.

A true friend, she really is.

Happy Hearts Day!

Not a typical Valentines day for me. Today, I received my first ever rose. Significance huh?! He’s the same guy from my “Is He Playing with Me?” post. Well, I guess nothing changes the way I look at him. Except that it makes me more suspicious about what he really feels for me. He always hugs me too. Significance again huh?! I don’t know, he’s my close friend, almost a brother. I don’t think I can handle it well if ever he really has feelings for me.

Firstly, my feelings isn’t clear. When I think about it, I don’t really mind giving him a chance. But when he’s already doing all the mushy stuff, I start to shudder off the thought of giving him a chance. I never did denied that I did liked him once. But that was before, like way long ago.

Secondly, I don’t see him as a boyfriend material type of guy. Yet, I don’t know what makes me still go for it. I don’t know why I allow myself to be with him, even after all this suspicious actions. Do I like him without knowing I do? Or maybe it’s just because I’m selfish enough to actually turn him on just to make him stay by my side and no one else’.

Everything’s a blur, and I hope I would find an answer to all my questions. God give me a sign!

Our Love, My Grades, and Donuts??

Our Love

I love… this… song!! It’s a must listen! I can’t last a day without listening to this song. Really… ahehehehe… I love the lyrics too… it’s so… beautiful. The lyrics was written by BoA. I love her! Her voice in this song is super nice… which makes me uber love the song.

My Grades 

Oh my god, I have no grade in Biology. And my mom is outraged because of it. I know I’m sorry. I didn’t really mean it. -o- I hate myself for it. But I… I didn’t mean for it to happen. I just hope that she trusts me this next grading period…

Donuts

I think I had too much donuts today. Ahahaha~ Chocolate donuts. -o-…Also the human donut *some guy… ahaha* Man… whatever. Food Donut is the best!! Whatever also.

Blah~ this post is random… -o-

Is He Playing With Me?

Dude, is he playing with my feelings? Does he think he can manipulate me or whatsoever. I don’t even feel like talking to him right now that I’ve thought about it. How the hell can he tell me that he doesn’t have feelings for me whilst he holds my hands, caresses my face or whatsoever. How the hell can he tell me that he does not keep any feelings towards me? That was some bull. Crap, I hate the way he really can manipulate me in some way. I really hate it! I really hate the way that it’s possible that I’m re-falling for him. -o-

Oh God! Please give him the balls to finally tell me what the hell is going on! First of all, he’s my friend!!Lastly, I’m the one who’s been being shown romantic feelings by my friend!

Self Discoveries

So it was our recollection yesterday. The last activity involved our negative and positive sides. We won’t know who wrote them on our paper though…

Well, on my positive side, I got lots… thankfully. On my negative side, there were some that I accept and there were some I denied. One thing that hit me was being boastful… are you kidding me? Everyone boasts… even the most humble out of all the humbles boasts something. My point is that… everyone does it. What makes me so special to be hated because of it? And I have another question to whoever wrote that… “Are you sure I’m boastful? Or just because you’re jealous?” I do accept that I’m boastful though. Well sorry! If I have lots of stuff… sorry! Promise I WOULD STOP SPENDING MONEY now and literally be poor!

Another thing… somebody wrote that I was not being true to myself. Pssshh… Is it really that… or he/she just can’t accept that I’m a WYSIWG person. -o- BTW, if you don’t know what that is, it stands for “What you see is what you get”. It means that whatever you see with me is really me. Here’s the main point, “I’m not being true to myself? Or you just can’t accept that what you see with me is really what’s within me?”

And another… FEELING?? ZOMG. Hahahahahahahahaha… No comment on this one. I might sound boastful.

I do admit I’m judgemental though, but I’m just joking when I judge people… -o-.. geez… fine! I’ll stop being a joker. -o-

Fine! Think what you want to think! It’s not my fault that my mom does lots of things for me. I’m really thanful to have a mom like her. And I can’t believe that I’m getting blamed for being boastful just because my mom buys me nice stuff. Well I’m sorry. KTHXBYE.

BoA’s Nike iStory

SEE BOA’S STORY

When I saw this… I was just… really touched. She’s just… so amazing. And for the fact that now I realize how dedicated she really is when it comes to dancing. I’m very impressed. I love being a BoA fan, and I love the challenge it brings. From the countless hater battles to the discovery of new BoA news, secrets, and other stuff. I love the way BoA’s being so unpredictable. It helps people to not get tired of her, which is very good. xD

I love the way she’s so dedicated.