intensity to the max!

So I made a decision couple of days ago:
Skip the show and head up to SF.

So what should've been a Friday night that consisted of
1:00 - 5:00 PM Chillin' after early bell.
5: 00 - 11:00 PM Grad at SF

became 1:00 - 11:00 PM Chilllllin'


Basically, my plans went to ruins when I found myself at a nearby pool with Tina at 5:00 PM. Uh oh. The rest of the evening went by with intense boxing matches, wet feet, chilling and microwavable delicacies. I never saw guys boxing in front of my eyes. Whoa punches and nosebleeds. I have to say, intense stuff! Hahaha.

But overall, the night was a great turnout.
Although I'm still a bit disappointed for not making it to grad, poo.

Hmm. I'm beginning to love Friday nights more than weekends nowadays. Oh and good job, class of 2010 btw. We rocked at the rally today. First place <3 I shall go and entertain myself with some french and mathematics. Bon nuit!


COMING UP:
Three-day weekend, choir auditions (acapellaa?!), Tribes. Ohhh baby.

True, entries are rather dull. But life is too fun to not record its events. But there's one missing essence: ..shopping much? The period of un-spending has got to come to a halt. One big, fat halt.

einy miny miney mo

Einy miny miney mo - Tribes, JDSN graduation, or fashion show.
All occuring at 7:00 PM, 23rd of May.

I hate schedule conflicts, and making these decisions are the worst.
Unwanted dilemmas, and having to give up one thing to achieve the other. I can't emphasize enough how sick and tired I am of this life cycle. Ohh, gimmme wisdom!

buttermilk pancakes

Jusssss got home!
And oh my, guess what? I'm only halfway through my weekend.

Well, all I wanna say is late-night breakfasts are ze BEST.
I've never had so many pancakes at 12am. What a pleasant experience.

Oh, and so are Narnia movies and strolling around Santana Row!


Unfortunately.. can only mean still itchy eyes and uhh, migraine much?
WHY DO ALLERGIES HAVE TO EXIST!dsfjdsjfjdfdsitertkgkfkg.

Goodbye, I have another long weekend day ahead of me.

take a bow

Today = one day worthy of a full weekend.

Kiwanis special games from 7 till afternooon.
Free pizza then yogurtland after! Yumm.
Napping and fun at Tina's.
Argh, fatty headache.
More naps and attempted jumping in the pool at school.
Food feasting then shower at home.
SCHS BATTLE OF CLASSES! Made me wanna go to Tribes real badly.
Unexpected call, then in KEPC untill this very hour.


Jeezusss! I'm EXHAUSTED. My blood-shot eyes explains all.

I'm glad for this long, fun day though, considering the vigorous week I had with countless academic responsibilities to accomplish, in addition to the ridiculously hot weather. I'm suffering from a severe case of allergies and dehydration; I was absolutely drained and energy-less. Well, not today! Met hella people and yay for new inside jokes. Today was amazingly fun (: Well I must sleep to put a stop to these allergy reactions. And this FATTY HEADACCHE. Gotta get my pills to start workin'. Good night people.

mayflowers

windows are rolled down the whole way,
my thoughts float away into the hot air as my mind wanders off.

100 degrees, sweaty palms, rolled up shorts.
oh joy, summer is finally peeking its way into my life.

emoism?

7 am, then again at 10 am: I woke up to unfamiliar noise of silence.

Few moments after, a pathetic mixture of the Sad, Lonely, Poor, Sick, Injured and above all, Disappointed (at myself and you) greeted me in front of my bathroom mirror.


Now I'm sitting my sorry ass at home, blocking out whatever the world may want to scream into my earlobes.

Phone off, door locked.
Unattended plans, full stomach, injured shoulder, naked face.

Only full volume of blasting music here to entertain me.



In normal situations, I have nothing against unexpectant moments. But not when it comes rushing at you for two whole hours. Too much information was processed through me last night, I need a whole day to rest and revive.


So, as of now, goodbye world.

<3, me

Sometimes, I wish this was all a dream.
30 seconds of imaginary lalaland that loses its original image and identity overtime. Unfortunately, this goodamn life doesn't function in the way I want it to. Instead of taking the position of the conductor, I let it to just roll along by itself, oblivious of series of negativity and regret that would come back to hunt me into path of terror. Into something that would mold into an unutterably awful mess.

Sometimes, I wish to acquire the capability to let go - every last piece of crap and unwanted memories. Or, even the ability to take everything inside, and not hurt. Is such desire categorized as greed? Mere wishes that will forever be a burden to whatever I do to happify myself?

Sometimes, I ponder if all this anxiety and frustration is worth it. Without any early warnings, it has become a habit, or perhaps a routine. Maybe I should be more understanding. Maybe you are just clueless as to how opened I am when it comes to the truth and the possible action of sensitivity from deliverance is grabbing at you with fear. Maybe I should be settled. I know it’s been going on for way too long, but I'm now too big-headed to be cuddled up in someone's arms for protection. And really, all I'm asking here is for you to lend a hand in my desperate, unending struggle to savor every minute of life and what it has to offer.


Thus, in conclusion:
My multiple attempts to smile is wearing out.
I'm thirsty for some genuineness here.

Oh, how I wish I can say, just keep me satisfied with pieces of love, a motivation, and maybe a quick shake in the shoulder. Then I will be good to go. Oh fosho dude!

But no, life is complication – a jumble of fucked up nonsense. An ugly mass of confusion, frustration, and the final cry of “I GIVE UP!!!!” Puhhhlease, don't even allow me to utter those last words of a quitter.


Or... just leave me alone and let me be the little sulky bitch I can be. Thank you very much.