Kimi+Boku=Love
Monday, June 28, 20108:42 PM
First of all, before I begin ranting and blabbing nonsense once again for this post, let me greet someone and acknowledge her for being such a good friend... or kinda, maybe. Haha. Anyway. Prepare a round of applause as I introduce to you a very intelligent young lady (Usually, intelligent and beautiful comes together during descriptions like this but I'm going to slash off the beautiful, because she's not. KIDDING.), my closest friend and close confidante from class... (Imagine Vhong Navarro running on a track field with his mouth wide open and that weird WAAAAIIIIIIITTTTT expression on his face as he flips his head from side to side and this song can be heard warbling on the background "Nanghihinayang, nanghihinayang ang puso ko. Sa piling ko'y lumuha ka lang...") Diana Lagundi!!!
All right. Been there done that. And so, yeah, a huge thanks to Diane because well, I don't know how she does it, but she somehow got lost in the wilderness and then started following my blog (she's out of it because plainly, nobody ever does) and reading all of my posts and at the same time, being privy to the most embarrassing and mournful moments of my horrid, fourteen year old life. As if my life needed any more drama than it could afford. Actually, with 25 seconds of my life, you could already derive a 5 hour teleplay and still have more than that. We're (Diane and I) even talking about setting up our own television entertainment network that will feature the drama and the horror of my (as the lead actress, mainly because I have the most drama-filled youth) and her (as the supporting actress, I don't know why, because she supports all my whims and bears with me when I'm already irritating to the core) life as a teenager struggling for survival.
Gosh, it made us look like jungle war freaks. Totally not good. But anyway, I'm going to make this post very short since it's already a bit late and AS USUAL, I still haven't done any of my home works and as yet again USUAL, I'm going to have to resort to cramming, which is not good guys, so do not ever follow my example. I'm a bad model. Because.... I'm beautiful and everybody just pales in comparison. HAHA. Lol. Gotcha. What am I doing? I'm going crazy already and I'm bubbling out nonsense. Even my joke sucks. You didn't laugh there, did you? No you didn't. Yeah, I know. See? Goodness... I need a shrink. I'm hopeless.
But anyway, I guess what I really wanted to say to Diane is thank you, for finding the enthusiasm, or maybe just because she's really bored and she loves hearing about my drama (Haha. Guys, this is a firsthand or primary evidence that I'm a crackhead and a little bit too cracked up already.), no seriously, and letting me know that she read my post, which drives me up the wall, since God knows what goes on in my blog posts and whatever die hard embarrassing events are documented in there. Actually, I'm already used to everybody ignoring my blog (I'm half happy half sad about that. Happy because nobody gets to read about my true feelings and I can still keep my life private without sacrificing my need to write about them in my online journal, and sad because nobody is really interested. Sometimes, it could feel real good to know that someone, at least one, loves reading what you have to say, no matter worthless or irrelevant they may be. ^.^) and it's a bit of an adjustment and fulfillment that YES!, I have people I could share my moments with already.
Oh yeah. I almost forgot. My title is derived from another one (and a new addition) of my favorite movies, "Lovely Complex". It's the perfect love story and you'll also fall in love along the course of the story. I highly recommend it. NO. What is wrong with me? So now I look like and seem like a bald narcissist man offering people fish balls. What kind of ideas do I get these days??? Haha.
Till my next post,
Blessie
P.S
Kimi- You
Boku - Me
Labels: drama, friends, gratitude, life, love
