Ok, babe’s a little busy so I have to do something that will keep me from texting him.It’s a little dorky, I know. To miss him everytime he’s too busy. Whilst when he’s looking for me I tend to forget to reply. And it’s irony.

IRONY #1. What I said previously,obviously is my number 1. I think It’s like looking for something that you can’t see and not needing those that are staring at your face. Hiccup. That’s what they call it. And most of the time, IRONY is a relationship’s hiccup.They tend to misunderstand each other. And to end hiccups is to drink a glass of understanding.Additionally, it’s also like loving the one who doesn’t love you back and taking for granted those who are always there.

IRONY #2. You don’t want to get married but your parents are like pushing you. Nakakanis kaya. What if I don’t want my ass to get stuck on a house of vampire like bella?! Momma told me, I think you should get married na. And I was like: “HELLO!! AYAW NIO NA BA KO MAKaSAMA?!” Yep, matagal na kami ni babe. Pero it doesn’t mean we have to settle down na. So the IRONY of this is that of the teenagers. When their parents need them but they get pregnant at an early age. Wala manlang naitulong.

IRONY #3. FEELINGS. It’s the weirdest of all the weird things. More weird than putting a glass of water in this particular place and noticing that it’s already on another place after sometime without inertia. I’m like this. I really really really miss babe when I hear the song PAPERWEIGHT from Dear John’s movie. I miss him, like I want him right here right now. Of course that feeling isn’t good. We also need to have sometime alone to grow. IRONY is, when I play the song over and over and over and over and noticing that I’m hating and loving the feeling at the same time. Pft! I bet’ya, I’m not alone with this feeling. There are those who ended up hating love songs just to forget someone. But think about that, If you force yourself to forget somethings just for someone, you will end up asking yourself why you hate those and of course, you will be reminded of the reason. It’s that someone. Obviously, you will go back through your own loop. Like in programming, RECURSION. Also, there are two people in this world; the masochist and the sadist. The masochist is loving a sadist (most of the time) and loving the feeling. IRONY,eigh?!

Twas two nights ago when I opened my facebook account and saw something that made my heart beat faster. Grrr…

I think everybody knows babe and I’s lovestory so don’t need to elaborate it further.

It is a usual instance that somebody I don’t know adds me up what isn’t normal is when “karen” or anybody else connected to her adds me up. But here’s the catch, account is named “Lourde Tomas” oh yeah! babe’s son. WTF!!!!

Of course, as always, every time that topic arises, I tend to panic, I tend to be too damn scared and I tend to doubt babe’s love for me. grrr… This isn’t good.

I thought I don’t have to tell babe why?!because…

1. He might think I just created that account or anything because he knows my capability of hacking people’s account.

2. He might panic as well. and…

3. He might remember his son, his ex-girlfriend to the point that he wants to see them again. That would really kill me, SWEAR!!

But still, I thought I have to tell him, anyway, we shouldn’t be keeping secrets. So we had a talk. I told him LA added me as a friend in facebook. I said: “Ano nanaman ba gusto nila, babawiin ka nanaman niya?!” He automatically said: “hindi na mangyayare yun babe. Kahit pilitin nila ko hindi kita iiwan, ikaw na choice ko.” awww! Then I said, “E bakit kelangan pa niya ko iadd, para ipamukang may anak ka?!” He said, “Bka nakamove naman na, may boyfriend na daw yun”

Is she effin’ insane?! what does she wants me to think or to do, add their son’s account?! I won’t!!! I’m trying to forget the things that hurt me too much before!

If ever she’s already moved on, I don’t care. Really, I DON’T GIVE A CRAP!

If she’s moved on then go, move away from us. Forget that we ever existed in her life, forget babe, forget me and forget the things that came between them!!

hay! I don’t want this feeling. I’m panicking, I’m having doubts.

• In 20 minutes your blood pressure will drop back down to normal.
• In 8 hours the carbon monoxide (a toxic gas) levels in your blood stream will drop by half, and oxygen levels will return to normal.
• In 48 hours your chance of having a heart attack will have decreased. All nicotine will have left…

For five years now, I’ve been planning to create my own daily journal.

I want it to be a Diary-like stuff, with my best kept secrets everyday. But I’ve been LITERALLY JUST PLANNING TO DO SO. why?! Because most of the available social networks or blogging sites begun to look like bags of gossiping “socially-concerned” people.WHATEVER.

Until I saw the site Tumblr.com from one of my friends. I think this is great. To be able to blog as much as you want,post anything and everything that you may think of and not being talked about or not creating an issue.

But then, I think I still don’t want to post my best kept secrets so as to be fully safe. I will just post my everyday tasks or activities.

So tumblr, you’ll be seeing more of my stupidities and hardcore emotional fire.

sniff..sniff.