Things That I Would Change... Whenever Possible
Wednesday, April 27, 20112:02 PM
My recent post after two weeks of hibernation. I've been overcome with emotion and I have finally gone back to my original roots as a person with a beating heart and an orchestrated soul. I'm home.
So... This post basically mirrors all the regrets that I've had in my lifetime, and since this moment, they cease to be regrets but instead, they live on in my brain as minor details that I choose to remember as something I should have done, or should have happened but didn't so we should all move on or else, we'd end up lapping up spilled milk. Better buy a new one, don't you think?
And together with unburying and softening these inhibited regrets, I'm going to change my blog's layout. I just figured it suck as hell, basically with how it works on the archives. It's a lot of trouble. Sorry for those who visit this blog regularly (if there is even any, and those who probably do is brought upon by pity) for dealing with this crappy crappy layout. I'll find a better one. That's a promise. Although it might take some time of tweaking with css codes. HELL.
So, it's our school enrollment tomorrow. I could die now. I'm a FREAKING SENIOR! One more year and I'd be out of this high school hell hole. It's worse than Buffy Summers having no life at all besides kicking psychodelic vampire ass. AND... I've yet to find my Angel. Where art thou Angel? Won't you join me in my bipolar way of taking on what they call the archaic "life"? God, just get over here so I'd have someone to share smoochies with. KIDDING.
RIGHT. So I figured I should just abandon all this crazy banter and proceed to the topic at hand, plainly visible by the caption above.
So... This post basically mirrors all the regrets that I've had in my lifetime, and since this moment, they cease to be regrets but instead, they live on in my brain as minor details that I choose to remember as something I should have done, or should have happened but didn't so we should all move on or else, we'd end up lapping up spilled milk. Better buy a new one, don't you think?
And together with unburying and softening these inhibited regrets, I'm going to change my blog's layout. I just figured it suck as hell, basically with how it works on the archives. It's a lot of trouble. Sorry for those who visit this blog regularly (if there is even any, and those who probably do is brought upon by pity) for dealing with this crappy crappy layout. I'll find a better one. That's a promise. Although it might take some time of tweaking with css codes. HELL.
So, it's our school enrollment tomorrow. I could die now. I'm a FREAKING SENIOR! One more year and I'd be out of this high school hell hole. It's worse than Buffy Summers having no life at all besides kicking psychodelic vampire ass. AND... I've yet to find my Angel. Where art thou Angel? Won't you join me in my bipolar way of taking on what they call the archaic "life"? God, just get over here so I'd have someone to share smoochies with. KIDDING.
RIGHT. So I figured I should just abandon all this crazy banter and proceed to the topic at hand, plainly visible by the caption above.
BIGGEST LIST OF WHAT IFS
1. What if... I didn't study in UST High School and stayed in the my Elementary School (it has a high school department so I don't mean that I want to stay in elementary. lol.)
- As you know it, life is bit different when you're an elementary kid itching to finish the whole six years you have to study about fractions from being a high school teen dreaming about the perfect love life that everyone seems to be talking about. But as I've noticed, my peers who've stayed in my old school seems to have it easier than the traitors who went on to live in UST. Haha. I wonder who I would've been if I didn't leave the life I loved so much behind. Would there be less pain? More happiness? I guess I'll never know that. :)
2. What if... I didn't remove HIM from my Facebook friends
- Well, I was hurt and I didn't know any better than to shut them out of my life. I couldn't come up with a better way to just forget all the pent up anger and frustration, the disappointment... all of it. Do you know what happened afterward? He doesn't even talk to me now. It's like there's some sad, unpleasant awkwardness between us. He think I hate him to death, when apparently, I've moved on and far from being buried in a coffin....what? He said to somebody that if he couldn't return the love I gave him and for all the pain he's caused me, he's just going to go out of my way. What is that? But anyway, that's fairly sweet. If I didn't do that, we would have remained where we left off (which is actually NOTHING) and he would've gone on, ignoring my existence. But now, he won't even go near me, let alone talk to me. The atmosphere is always so... sweat drop type of situation.
That's basically it. What's wrong with me. I just left off the mood maybe. kthanksbye.
- As you know it, life is bit different when you're an elementary kid itching to finish the whole six years you have to study about fractions from being a high school teen dreaming about the perfect love life that everyone seems to be talking about. But as I've noticed, my peers who've stayed in my old school seems to have it easier than the traitors who went on to live in UST. Haha. I wonder who I would've been if I didn't leave the life I loved so much behind. Would there be less pain? More happiness? I guess I'll never know that. :)
2. What if... I didn't remove HIM from my Facebook friends
- Well, I was hurt and I didn't know any better than to shut them out of my life. I couldn't come up with a better way to just forget all the pent up anger and frustration, the disappointment... all of it. Do you know what happened afterward? He doesn't even talk to me now. It's like there's some sad, unpleasant awkwardness between us. He think I hate him to death, when apparently, I've moved on and far from being buried in a coffin....what? He said to somebody that if he couldn't return the love I gave him and for all the pain he's caused me, he's just going to go out of my way. What is that? But anyway, that's fairly sweet. If I didn't do that, we would have remained where we left off (which is actually NOTHING) and he would've gone on, ignoring my existence. But now, he won't even go near me, let alone talk to me. The atmosphere is always so... sweat drop type of situation.
That's basically it. What's wrong with me. I just left off the mood maybe. kthanksbye.
Labels: rambling, random, weird, what
