may i just say, siya na talaga. siya na ang lalakeng pakakasalan
ko. sobrang compatible namin: gwapo siya, maganda ako (at oo, ako ang may-ari
nitong blog so wag na...); hero siya, heroine ako (ng mga taong stuck with
unwanted company); torpe siya, torpe ako; sumasakit yung noo niya pag malapit si
voldemort, sumasakit ang puson ko pag malapit na ang aking period. see? we're so
much alike. soooo many things in common. haha. i'm mental (yuck, feeling british).

mamuscle na siya. grabe. iba na siya. haha. ang hot ni dan (yeah, we go way
back), parang kailan lang nung mukha pa siyang, well, totoy. now he's just
overall hot. still young, though. pfft. and still british, still lots of time
zones away. still surrounded by his pre-pubescent groupies... waaaaah. i've
always been drawn to english guys... they're so regal, and cultured.

i really, really, really hate those unruly, uncivilized perverts who
shamelessly hoot on defenseless girls on the streets. but what i hate more is
that they actually think that it's a perfectly logical excuse to blame girls for
wearing "revealing" clothes. that's stupid. it's stupid and
disgusting. kaya minsan nagsasawa na akong isiping may pag-asa pa ang pilipinas.
they probably think what they're doing is harmless fun (tae, recreation daw eh)
but their victims really feel violated. ang papangit pa nila eh. tsk.

nako, bad vibes na yan, good vibes pa man din ako ngayon. dahil nga kay
Harry!! kay Daniel!!! shit, di ko na alam kung sino sa kanilang dalawa yung
crush ko.

anyway, ayoko na muna.