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I Just Need Somebody To Love
Monday, June 20, 20115:18 PM

Olright. This is just gonna be a quickie. I have tons of homeworks to finish and it's not helping that I'm here on my blog ranting about things that are currently bugging my subconscious. First of all, my 4th year crush last year finally finally is on a RELATIONSHIP!!! Congratulations Kuya Edrick on finally being with Ate Marize. Hope you have a happy life. And I've already forgotten the past; don't worry. (The past where you made my 14 year old heart believe in love and hope that a high school love life is still not too late on me and then chose to break that STUPID heart to pieces. Thank you very much.) You look good together. And regardless of the endless curses I sent you both on my way, I'm surprised YET happy that you finally got it in your wits to pair up and officially be a couple.

UGH. Why do high schoolers like me love to cram? It's like we're all love slaves of the art you call cramming, when in the end, really, all you end up with is enough stress to last you a lifetime? It's quite frustrating. I mean, I had 3 days of no classes. And it's almost past the afternoon already. And... I still haven't finished a single assignment. If I continue going like this, I'm never going to go anywhere. I'd end up working in a fast food joint and serving food with a plastered smile and a ruined future. What happened to freaking inspiration? 

Okay. Because I'm crazy and I don't care (for now), I'm going to say something to Meryll. MERYLL I LIKE YOU! I know you like someone else from my class but that doesn't stop me from appreciating who you are. Yes. Who you are. Not WHAT you are. Can you please do me the same? Haha. See? I'm freakishly high wired. Okay. I'm logging off. I'm babbling nonsense. Please do me a favor would you? Don't read this post. It's shit. ................. AHA! You read it, didn't you? I KNOW YOU DID. Why else would you have gotten this far if you didn't read all of that. My God. And here I was, asking nicely for you not to read what I've written. I'm not mad.

And oh yeah, oh yeah. HOORAY for Kuya TOOT still NOT having a girlfriend (please please please). I mean, him not having anybody specially special is my only ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. And again... CAN'T NOBODY COURT ME? Joking. I'm joking. Don't take it seriously so don't just go coming up to me and saying you love me. My outburst was just a byproduct of a hopeless romantic wishing she could be a little less of a hopeless romantic.