Misunderstood

Slicing and dicing, she cuts deeper and deeper,
seeing just one drop of blood will make her happy.
Crying and shaking, she raises the knife,
wishing for the courage to take her own life.
Pushing harder on the blade, trying to die,
she often just sits and wonders why;
Why are people so selfish and hating,
nobody knows the pain she suffers through.
She just wants love, why don't they understand this?,
nobody says I love you or asks her how she is doing.
Wanting love more than anything in the world,
wanting to feel pretty once in awhile.
Crying and trying to die once again,
all she really needs is one caring friend.
Depressed all the time for reasons unknown to herself,
wishing all the pain would just go disappear.
Trying to be happy and funny is hard for her,
even when doing things she once did enjoy.
No courage to actually kill herself,
just cutting makes her feel better.
Wishing she could die, not knowing why,
just wanting love and companionship.
Crying and shaking, she raises the knife,
wishing for the courage to take her own life...

this is just a repost, author unknown to me

If I knew

A poem or a song? I'm not even sure  but whatever it is, thanks dipher for rendering this to me. mwah! loves
loves...

If I knew it would be the last
time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in a more
tightly
And pray to the Lord, your
soul to keep

If I knew it would be the last
time
That I'd see you walk out the
door,
I would give you a hug and
kiss
And call you back for one
more.

If I knew it would be the last
time
I'd hear your voice lifted in
praise,
I would videotape each action
and word,
so I could play them back
day after day.

If I knew it would be the last
time
I could spare an extra minute
or two
to stop and say "I Love You"
instead of assuming you
would know I do.

If I knew it would be the last
time
I would be there to share
your day.
Well, I'm sure you'll have so
many more,
So I can let just this one slip
away

For sure there's always
tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
And we always get a second
chance
To make everything right
There will always be
another day
to say our "I love you's"
And certainly there's another
chance
To say our "Anything I can do's"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much
I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not a promised to
anyone,
Young or old alike
And today may be the last
chance
You get your loved
one tight.

So if you're waiting for
tomorrow.
Why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day.

That you didn't take that
extra time
For a smile, a hug, or a kiss
And you were too busy to
grant someone,
What turned out to be teir
one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close
today,
And whisper in their ear;
tell them how much you love
them
and that you'll always hold
them dear.

Take time to say "I'm sorry"
"Please forgive m," "Thank you"
or "It's okay"
And if tomorrow never
comes,
You'll have no regrets about today.

-Tricia youngson

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Dean's Office

e2 si pao at ako... ang cute no?!? ganyan na ganyan kmi knina sa Dean's office..nakakaloka... kasi nmn sa lahat ng pwdeng matambayan bt don pa kmi... e e2 namang si Lana Baby umalis... makatwiran ba un?!??!?!??!?!? iniwan kmi don! hai... kasi next time wag ka ng mag walk-out best ha? pwde? mukhang last na walk out mo e nagtampo si dra santos, remember... ngaun naman...hahhahaha kakatawa talga!

nagtanong si doc... MUSTA DAW ANG FIRST YEAR? oi ok to ah, si doc makikipagchikahan pa sa yta amin... ngiti, pacharming ng konti...kunyari nagisip talaga sabay sabi OK NAMAN PO DOC...hai nakkatuwa naman, ang friendly ni doc... set aside muna ang ginagawang project proposal, kasi minsan lang to mangyari...ang proposal naman e para pa un sa August, haler!
NOW, MAY I ASK WHAT ARE YOUR FEEDBACKS?  wahhhh opz! masamang intro un doc a... parang gusto kng balikan ang ginagawang proposal e, bukas na kaya to kelang e present.. gulay, he  is wasting our time...  tahimik lang kmi, nagkatinginan... walang gustong sumagot sa tanong... ilang minuto na ang lumipas... si doc nainip  na siguro sa kakahintay yes! ok na....after 10 years... nangangalay na rin ako sa kakangiti kasi wala akong masagot... napagod na si doc sa kaka yes? yes? yes?

EHEM....OK OK.. LET US JUST SIMPLIFY THE QUESTION... hay salamat!, nakahinga ako, mukhang nawalan ako ng hangin don a... tska mukhang bumaba yta ang temperature.. o natakot lng ako...biglang lumamig... ANONG SUBJECT SA PALGAY NYO ANG PINAKA MAHIRAP? oi, ok un a... sagot agad kmi, BIOCHEM PO sabay tawa ng nakakaloka... hahaha so explain si pao... kasi po ganito ganon...PERO DOC BIOCHEM NAMAN ANG PINAKAMAGALING BLAH BLAHBLA...   napangiti si doc... biochem daw o.. A TALGA. DATS GUD...

E ANO NMN ANG PINAKANAGING PABAYA KAYA?
hehehehhehe tagal ulit makasagot... ang hirap ng tanong... hai, sa isip ko nga sana may next question, please lang namna parang ang toxic ng tanong e.... pero walang question, talagang naghintay ng sagot...hanggang sa napilitan na.. kasi doc ganito un pero doc ok lang kasi nagagawan nmn ng paraan e... inshort wala nmn pong naging pabaya... no one is idle doc, ok naman silang lahat...
ngaun, sino ang always absent? sino ang laging late? sino ang tatamad tamad? sino to sino un.. sino sino sino... parang gusto ko ng sumagot na nakakatakot nmn... meron bang ganon? parang wala nmn... parang ok nmn sila lahat... di ba mga friends???? ok naman sila? di ba? di ba? ok?

PAO: si ano po... ok nmn po... tsaka si ano po.. ok din po
CRISTY: oo nga po.. ok po...
hai... mga lines namin pang famas kasinungalingan award...doc kasi ok nmn lahat, si ano po, ganito pero di nmn nagkulang... si ano po ganyan pero may ginagawa nmn... e kung nahihirapan nmn po kmi e student factor un.... wahahhahhahah kasi po nahihrapan mag catch up, iba kasing subject e mahirap talga... mga bago pa po sa iba.. kaya ganon doc...

biglang naalarma si doc... tahimik kmi..ang dalawang kamay ni doc pareho ng nasa mukha nya... mukhang nabigatan yta sa sinabi namin, ewan ko lng ... so ang sabi e di daw namin kelangan e justify ung mga doctors...wag namin silang ipagtanggol... todo na to...di naman a parang di mapakali si doc... maya mya paglinis nya sa salamin nya.. heheheh pansin ko tuloy na nakamrka na salamin nya sa mukha nya adik.. parang ngaun lng  nya naisipang tanggalin a...

oo na... mukhang nadulas kami a.. ang saya naman... tinitingnan ko ang oras.. tic... ... ... tac...tic.... tac.......... ang bagal, slooowwwww broooo!!!!! mukhang di nagalaw a... defective kaya ang orasan sa notebook ni lana...

e iglang nag tanong, HOW'S THE COMPRE EXAM?!? lecheflan, na carried away ako... doc ang hirap ng compre... parang ang layo yta sa pinag aralan namin LALO NA SA PHYSIOLOGY DOC!... oppppzzzzzzzzz... WHEW!!! nagulat ako sa sinabi ko... lecheflan talga tama bang sinabi ko! biglang na-alarma si doc.. wait wait wait wait.... are you telling me na iba ung tinuro sa inyo or hnd un naituro sa inyo?
TAMEME KA TSONG! ah..EH... ANO PO...  doc kasi... ganito un... hmmm... tagal ko makasagot....  hanggng sa nagsalita si doc, go on sabihin mo... e di go... kasi doc, kulang time sa physio... hay... aun uli... palpak n nmn yta... di pa man ako tapos.. sumagot na xa.. wait wait wait are you telling me na 8hrs/wk is not enough... hmmmm di ko lang masabi na kasi di nmn un nagagamit ung 8 hrs...

Diyos ko, buti na lang maagap si pao sa pagsagot... kasi doc ung nallecture 2 out of 5.. ung the rest e self study na lng un, xmpre iba nmn un kapg may nag eexplain... wahhahwhahw lecheflan na buhay yan...

dami pang sinabi... hanggang sa MAGSALITA KAU AS FIRST YEAR STUDENT... WAG NYO SILANG E JUSTIFY.... galit ba xa? or what? hai, hirap...
ngaun inisa isa ung doctors...si ano kmusta?
wala kaming ibang lines kundi

PAO: si ano po... ok nmn po... tsaka si ano po.. ok din po
CRISTY: oo nga po.. ok po...

mark this day! ang toxic pare... hahaha

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topak

oi, ilang days na lng uwi na dapat ako sa iloilo...attend ng grad... ready na lahat... except sa ofcourse magical na damit! hai.. may karapatan ba ako mag reklamo...sabi nga ng pinsan ko magkikita na lng kmi ng makahanap ng bago...e di ok na ung damit, may paraan na...

Excited na rin ako...dami ng plans...

• makikita ko na father ko, sister ko, tska pamangkin ko na si kyrk...hai kakamiss naman khit 1 year pa lang na hindi kami nagkikita... mga pasaway na un, hehehe

• pag uwi ko magdadala pa ako ng polvoron para kay pareng Janice kasi adiktus un e.. tska xmpre para sa mga best ko, special request...

• makukuha ko na laptap ko sa wakas! ok na daw.. pwde ko na ulit magamit sa mga games... oo best, bibili na ako ng laptap bag ng di na masira ulit.. as if di ko alam e nagtatampo lng un sakin kasi sa bag ko lang nilalagay kasama si moore...pati xa natoxic!

• sa Saturday, pupunta kaming Guimaras kasi nga daw Manggahan Festival.. ang saya naman.. pagkakataon ko na makabonding mga biopipz.. nong college mukhang di ako nakakasama sa mga lakad...

• may swimming kami ni dipher, di ko lang lam kung san... sabi balik kami sa Taklong.. musta na nga kaya don si nemo tska mga coral snakes... inisip ko pa kung bibili ako ng mask ang snorkel kasi ung mga gamit ko ewan.. don n sumama sa magaling kung bhadz na asungot! hahaha bitter e, bkt kasi di nya binalik un e mahalaga kaya un sakn.. tsktsktsk talaga...

• xmpre, mag iinuman kmi ng mga manyakers... ang barkada kung tunay! sa lahat nmn o, un ang pina ka exciting.. kaya nga bumili pa ng bagong digi cam si dipher para may remembrance kmi! ang muling pagkikita ni LONG, THOMAS, DANEZ and TIMI!!! yahooooo... hai ang saya talga

• don ako mag ampon sa bahy ni dipher sa Manduriao... hmmm masarap magluto si nanay... kakamiss na... gusto ko kumain don... promise!!!!! di nyo titigilan, kakalimutan nyo na ang salitang HIYA...

• hai naku, tambak na rin ang tsismis ko kay dipher... dami na ngyari... tska, magkikita din kmi ni JOno Biyo dapat kasi nga wala lng... magkikita lng kmi...

• Ung bestfriend ko na si Hannah pupunta rin daw, xmpre aattend din ng grad ko... after ng grad mag oovernyt kami sa apartment ni Gigi para don na kmi magtsismisan galore...ok n un... ok na daw sila, magfile n lng daw ng leave para sure...

• xmpre pa, ok na si ate pel para maghatid sundo sakin sa Manila airport.. nangako na xa na sya bahala sa'kin...

nu pa ba ang naisip naming gawin, ang dami naming plans ni dipher...

pero e2 ako ngaun... nag iisip, nag ddalawang isip... UUWI BA AKO SA FRIDAY??? MAY GULAY NAMAN O.. LECHEFLAN! KAYA KO BANG UMUWI?????????????

NAKAKATAKOT... DI RIN YTA AKO HANDANG UMUWI... NAKAKATAKOT... NAKAKALUNGKOT NAMAN.. GUSTO KO NA AYAW KO.. TOPAK KA TALGA KAHIT KELAN!!!

ngaun nakatanggap ako ng text kay roa.. kitakits daw sa saturday... si dipher nagtatanong na if pwde daw n magkita na lng kmi sa city kasi mahirap puntahan ang airport sa iloilo... hai... ano nmn gagawin ko.. ano nmn dapat kng sagot?

tapos e2 si Sekretong tao na bigalng sumulpot sa buhay ko... hahhaha meron bang ganon.. nag ask bt ayaw ko na? ano ba daw dahilan ko?

HINDI KO NAMAN MASAGOT!! sabi ko natatakot ako e... bkt nga daw... SABI KO NA LANG, " A BASTA... AYAW KO NA TALGA... BT DI MO GETS?"

panu nga ba nya maggets un kung di ko maexplain, panu maiintindahan ng ibang tao e sarili ko nga di ko maintindihan e... tama ba un?

KAYA NGA TUWANG TUWA AKO SA APMC... AKALA KO MALILIGTAS NA AKO.. SANA MAY MEETING SA FRIDAY! SANA MAY SEMINAR... SANA MAY CONFERENCE... SANA SANA SANA SANA... HAI... DI RIN YTA EFFECTIVE... PERO MALAY MO MERON NGA... SANA MAY HIMALA!!!!!!!!

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Gusto ko mag blog

gusto ko magblog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pero di ko lang alam sasabihin ko! hirap pala pagmasaya ka nwawalan ka ng sasabihin!
hay.... gusto ko nga mag blog!!!!
HELP!!!!!
HAY NAKU...

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the Rubix Cube

And what do you called this thing?  Puzzle? (Dude...I don’t knowJ) but this is not an ordinary thing for me... because this represents my life... (wahhhhaaaay pang Miss Universe! hhaha)
it was fixed and everything is in place... it reminds me of my childhood days...colorful...  I got my family, I got my friends... I got everything... contentment, laughter, peace of mind... what else could I ask for... I got all the care in the world...


I was young I guess. I was pampered... I was supported... I was happy... and I took things for granted for me Life is not a life if I'll remain standing forever... as if nothing will happen?!?.  I must make things happen...

I decided to make a new world. it was nice... rearranging everything is a perfect adventure... I laugh... as if it was funny seeing things that changed and transformed into a new one.
The Transformation was good... for a change. But I never thought of it, Changing my world also changes people around me. little by little the color fades away...  In some point, I woke up with no friends around... they gave up on me... hard-headed as I always was


... I don't care, who cares?!?... I can stand alone...I am tough...I can clean my mess alone...if they don't know me, the more that I don't know them too...not until I lost the support of my sister... that's it... the  most alarming moment of my life... I was told I am not her sister... she don't know me anymore


(Whaaattt?!?)... this is what I got in rearranging my world


  so why did I rearranged them again?!? EWAN KO BA! loka loka!

Broken life. Broken Identity... I was nowhere in this world. Gone with the days of laughter and Peace... Welcome to reality! wherein every single point is a challenge. I Guess it will take millions of effort to bring things back in proper place... life must go on... cleaning mess and to patch up things together again...  Life





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Dalom ba

Wednesday, March 12, 2008, 4:19pm. Gina pa ko di ya gapanumdom if ano man gid butang ko sa blog nga ni...na, ang date kag time nga na, wala lang a, para lang ko may masulat... basta bal-an ko may gusto ko ihambal, wala lang ko kabalo kung ano... budlay man ni man, gapanumdomdom pa ko daan if magamit ko akeanon or Hiligaynon di.

Hmmp, bag-o na naman trip ko subong, pero mayo pa man bala ulo ko kag...wala man ko problema subong... kung may ara man, amu na na ang mga wala pulos lng nga butang da, problema sang iban nga tawo... dalom a, daw intindihanay kuno abi kami...problema ni Marimar kag ni Joaquin Bordado  or kis-a gaugtas kay Kamandag...kis-a kung indi pa ko gani makuntento, mahimo ko daun bag-o nga problema para may ara lng mahambal kag para may ara mabasul kung may lain nga matabu... kagamu sa akon ha... san-o pa ko matarung man...

daw wala na ko pag asa haw.. ay...
 basta kung di lang ni tungod sa ginlantaw ko kag ginpulawan  nga Bb. Pilipinas 2008 coronation night sa GMA, wala ko ni napinsaran. Pagkatapos pa lang sang show gakatintar na ko actually magblog, galing ahay a, nakonsyus na ko sa inugsulat ko (hahha ginago e no) ahay na lng a... daw wala man ko right nga manuya, basta nasadyahan lang ko to ya... sala ko na bala nga  nagkadlaw ko... whehehehe pati, sugiri lng ko kung wala ka nagkadlaw kay pahimuan ta ka munyumento.
Maan tana kadya... dalom gid ya, daw ndi man ni gani shifting week...piho e no? daw wala lang ko exams.(Bugalon a.. ginago!) Daw wala lng ko nakonsenxa gapulaw ko ugtas sa TV, kag ginatulogan ko ang exam e no, ka-bad a.
Damo lang ko ginapinsar basta amu na ni..ginaatake na naman ko guro sang katamarindes. Dala na da ang makaon ko danay antis magsugod, or macheck ko emails, tapos mapicture picture sang kaugalingon, daw into gani, bala-an ko man into-anay na ni, pero cge man ko dyapon... daw galain pinsar ko haw... ginago giud ya. Kung mabal-an lang ni ni Paks, baw nd naya ko guro pagsuportahan di... basi malupad na ko sa Aklan sang alang-alang...
puro lng ko “karon lang” sang karon lang a... kung ara na gani ang ti-un “OMG” lang mahambal ko, gakakibot pa ko nga wala ko katapos tu-on, ginago gid ya. Cge lng a, buwas kay exam namon sa Histology, karon matu-on na guid ko ya... hahah ara naman ako. Hambal ko man gani.
Basta mu na to a, kadalom man ni s’kon man, basta lng ko di mablog wala man ni pulos... ti indi ko man na carry daan magblog about sa Pulitika para mapuslan man ko sang Pilipinas... or masulat ko bi tungod sa bago ko nadiskubre sa classroom para daw henyo man ko kuno, daw damo man nabal-an maski sa tood lang wala ko man naintindihan ang gusto hambalon sang libro to? Sakto man na bala?
Basta intindihanay na ta a, mu na gid ni ya... kag subong, kadugay  n naman si bro, gakatak-an na naman ako, wala gid ko ya pasenxa ya... wala na ayhan sila kabalo nga kung law-ay ang koneksyon gakadiskonekted man ko daun? Nu na ya man

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two-timers back off

“Boys will always be boys” ...well... as good as telling me that boys will never be a MAN. Damn, I even hardly define a man--as hard as defining a woman's worth

This is such a complicated thought but can’t help myself but to make a short blog.

And how can I be this sarcastic knowing everybody is enjoying and making fun out of it—as if it is already an accepted joke— and from time to time I caught myself laughing with the rest of the group.

The fact that I know exactly how it feels like to be soooooo stupid—I felt guilty laughing with! It is a situation wherein everybody around knows what is happening and smells a stinging fact except you—thus everyone in the circle thinks you are such a brainless out-of-this-world-creature because your senses are so poor to find out that there is a smoke not until there is a fire and it was too late that you already found yourself burning!

thats it, a woman's worth seems they're such a good laughing stock...making everybody happy

A Boy makes fun of girls—an accepted fact, a very common one, undeniably true. They tend to mislead, deceive, and tell a dozens of lie (just name it, they’re doing it)... and for them this is funny; this is great, something to be proud of. They talk and laugh out loud—everyone is enjoying the story “I am just a loving man thus I love them both”—such a super duper duh “little-boy-line”

so miserable! It’s like when you play, it is boring to own only one toy soldier and it should be pair or in battalion!

What are they trying to prove anyway: “Guys, guess I am tricking my girl! I’m proud of it, be proud of me and you can laugh at her anytime, at any rate you like” what a public statement! What a little boy!

In this case I found a victim but can I consider this a crime when everybody is accepting it like it is a part of standard? This is how people enjoy their lives... this is how some people move on... I just can’t live with this standard—and I am not supporting anyone, any friend living with this standard... I am just so sorry for not being supportive and for being such a huge fan of KJ movement! period!


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Aklan: I'll go home later in my life

I still have 53 nights and 52 days to think about it. I wonder if I should continue the risk of going back to Iloilo City (for me, this is a big deal) to attend a graduation—the awaited day, the only thing my parents asked from me in their own silent way, the only joy I could offer them so far—to see their bunso marching with her Sablay together with the rest of the Iskolars ng Bayan—almost my desperation, I never thought I made it.
                 Now that I already have in hand a copy of my eTicket going to Iloilo—everything in me is heightened—fear, anxiety, alarmed, name it. It is not simple, it is not easy... it is a risk. Again, this is a big deal... Pardon me for being such a narrow-minded... I just can't help it.
                Consider this: the moment I printed out the eTicket today, I found myself standing in the middle  of nowhere...things around me moves faster and faster while I, I am just there... standing, I don’t know why... how... and what is happening around me, all I know is that I was thousands of miles behind. So what I am trying to say here...  going back to the place I used to love is scary. I couldn’t find any word that could explain what I feel right now.—it scares me. In fact, If not for the graduation, I’ll surely will make a sacrifice of not seeing my friends and family and cancel my trip right at this very moment—the anticipated fun was gone, t’was replaced by fear in a matter of seconds.
                A common question which I ignored for a couple of weeks already with regards to it:  “Are you going home in Aklan then?”             
 There were realizations made—I had accepted the fact of how bad-mannered I been and realized the mess I made. I personally feel the guilt, feel so embarrassed... the feeling of “if only I could turn back time to avoid my thoughtless actions, then I will” I should have let things pass and let them be... but I didn’t...I was always over powered by my emotions back then. I am simply suffering the psychological consequences of it right now—I got no strength to face Aklan—I am still trying to restore my confidence right now... I hope this is good enough. I am just giving myself a chance to start a life, and later in my life...I’ll be going home.


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Dealkylation

I already heard and read the word “dealkylation” for so many times! It is just a chemical process wherein there is a removal of alkyl group in a molecule. But the word seems new to me when it was mentioned yesterday in our biochemistry class. And there I go again, “lost in space”, I been busy considering the word alkylation as my next step for my complete reinvention (haha! The hell, if I am not the one writing this I’ll probably raise my eyebrows while reading this blog—good thing its mine)

I made a simple correlation (Literally. It is just a "Sounds-like-drama" reminding me of something....the dealkylation and dealchelation... again, making this blog an eyebrow raiser! hehehe (pardon me but the term "eyebrow raiser" just pop up in my mind out of nowhere.. just laugh with me)...

from my chemistry class; I noted that alkylation is one of the steps in various toxic and must-to-know-biochemical-pathways, a necessary step before having the needed end-product.  Without which, a pathway could not be completed even if there is an alternative way. True, continuing the process without the removal of the group (if there is really a requirement to do so)—seems possible—you’ll just end up accumulating the precursor molecule or perhaps you will probably end up with a different product. For all we know, there is always a need to remove something from a molecule, if needed, in order for it to enter the site of reaction and in order for the next reaction to occur properly.

Dingdong! Does it ring a bell, or it was only I who could make this kind of strange link? If not, I guess I have to believe my high school teacher that everyone born in the month of February inherit their weirdness from the month itself (as weird as it is)


It seems right, taking this step is my way of “getting more closer and closer to becoming Cristy May”—and this confirmation from a mentor whom I respect most is just a relief.


That’s all for now—I am anticipating for a more toxic yet proper reactions to come.

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White Flag

 And I feel like singing today...


I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
Or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was there
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
by Dido

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A happy February

Public announcement.... I’m turning 22 in the next few hours

  yahooo!!!

February is a happy “month” for me, as always—my most awaited time of the year

a month of laughter and.. laughter...

Well, I really don’t know what I am going to tell the world right now, all I know is that I am so happy and I feel so great having people around me.

Spending moments with my friends and family is enough to make me happy this time

since I was a kid, (oi, I’m not a kid anymore, haha) I never asked for  parties with loud dancing music or yummy foods and drinks,  all I want is laughter and few talks with people close to me. (And I remember; I preferred to wear slippers and pants during my 18th birthday and spend the day with my friends at the beach, despite the fact that my parents wanted it to be “formal”—like me wearing a gown! What?!?  Anyway that was just one funny story I always loved to remember.

Anyway, on my 22nd year of my existence, I would like to thank my special friends, really, this is serious! My Bests Weng, Janice, Lana, and Cathy for accepting me, for being so good to me, for believing me... what else... “Honestly”, I never thought I’ll still be having a happy February...hmmm *sniff* wink! I really got sisters in you

 see... you make my stay here a home sweet home.

Of course, my old good friends and my familyJ thank you very much...

Warning: no one is allowed to spoil my month, ok?

Originally posted at: cristymay.multiply.com