for mikee.

It hasn’t been long since I had last seen him but I had to admit that I’m missing him terribly now. I guess I’ve grown accustomed to the fact that we spent everyday for about three months together. We always wait for each other after class just to have an opportunity to ride the bus home, together.

And now, this ominous summer break is keeping us apart for days and I just can’t stand it. Though we get to see each other about twice every week, it still is nothing compared to the five days a week that a regular school year is giving us. And all that we could do to fight off the boredom that the cruel summer break is giving us is to constantly send text messages to each other. It’s the least that we can do to keep in touch with each other while we wait for the time that we would see each other again. Text messages are nothing compared to the hugs, kisses, and our time together, though. The sincerity isn’t genuinely there unlike when he tells me sweet things whenever we’re together.

It’s next to impossible to find lovers wherein there aren’t any arguments. But what I like most about him is the fact that whenever we have those silly little misunderstandings, he would always be the one to run after me, asking me to stop my anger and for us to stop the fight. And for me, that’s the sweetest thing that a guy could ever do. And those funny little things that he does to take care of me, like not allowing me to go to places whenever he isn’t with me, I feel really safe. He always turns out right about things. Something out of the ordinary always happens whenever I follow my own will and go to places that he doesn’t want me to go to.

Like, there was a time when it was one of my band mate’s birthday celebration and he discouraged me to drink alcohol for something bad might happen and he wouldn’t be there to be with me for it is their Corregidor trip the next day and he had to wake up early. But of course, stubbornness took hold of me and I drank and drank alcohol like I was just having glasses of water and there, I got really drunk. My friends couldn’t control me anymore and they called him just to fetch me. And that’s really far compared to where he was that time, not to mention that it was already past 7 in the evening. But, he still came. He fetched me and he even didn’t mind the time and he still insisted that he would accompany until we reached our home. How many guys in this world would do that for a girl?

* this isn't done yet. I swear i'll finish it before april ends :))

GOSSIP GIRL SEQUEL.

It seems like this girl has no intention whatsoever to stop talking about me behind my back. Well, I would like her to know that she messed up with the wrong person.

Just last week, I heard from a very reliable source of mine (she really is reliable for she got to have a long heart – to –heart talk with that girl) that she’s not only inventing things about my love life, but she’s also been spreading funny little lies about my personal life. Well, I’ll take back what I said on my previous blog entry. This won’t be settled with a nice little chat. If she wants to fight like this, come on. Let’s do it this way. Maybe she’ll figure out that I’m not the type of girl that would allow others to mess up my life. I’ll fight as long as I know that I’m on the right track of things.

So, as a little present for her, I give her this. A sequel of my previous blog entry especially made for her. And, since she is the best inventor of stories that I ever had the misfortune to meet, not to mention, the misfortune of having her as my blockmate, I would give her something that she truly deserves. For every person that would tell me that she did invent another story about me, I would post another blog entry about her, each entry having a clue to who she really is. Brilliant idea, right? The more lies that she invents, the closer people would be in finding out who she really is.

I warned her. Watch who she’s messing with. I won’t hold back to anybody who is like her. Someone who has nobody beside her except her big lying mouth. So, here’s my first clue. According to her friends who obviously doesn’t like her that much for they gave away her secrets to me with just one ask, she is desperate enough to do silly things in front of a guy that she likes even thought the guy would never even just spare a glance at her.

I don’t mean to meddle in her private attention- seeking life because I’m not like her so; I’ll just give her a little piece of advice. Maybe she should start dating someone soon so that even just once, she’ll feel how it’s like to have someone beside her. That way, she wouldn’t have the need to invent stories about other people just to have an interesting life. Honestly, can’t she get any lower? Maybe it would be better if she take up Journalism, instead. Then, after she graduates, all the known newspaper editors would die just to hire her. Who wouldn’t, anyway? She would be a big boost for the newspaper’s gossip column for she shines best when she’s inventing stories about other people’s lives. Or maybe, she could take up Literature. Maybe in the four years that she’ll study that course, she’ll learn how to separate fantasy from reality.

However, dating requires honesty which, I regret to say, is something that she doesn’t have. And the most essential part of dating is that it needs TWO people. How would a date be a date if there’s only one person on the scene, right? Clearly, I doubt that anyone would want to have a date with her. I mean, come on. She’s not even that good looking. And with that AWFUL attitude of hers, I guess even the most useless guy in the world would rather spend the remaining years of his life alone than to be associated with her. I guess she’s just bitter after all. She can’t have the guy that she likes so her last resort is to try and ruin the lives of girls who had their fairytale- like stories with the guys that they truly love.

She provoked the wrong person and now she has to pay dearly for the damage that she’s been doing to my image. If image-destroying is what she wants, I’m all in for it. Actually, I won’t tell lies just to make others look at her with disgust. That’s her job, right? What I’ll do is that I’ll just give funny little trivia about her life every time someone would tell me that, once again, she invented stories against me. The parts of her life that suddenly SLIPPED from her mind to tell her new found friends now. Well, she knows what I mean. I won’t accept any apologies from her. I gave her a chance to shut up. Her tongue took hold of her and she still chose to continue with her story –making. She left with no choice.

So there. Probably she’s wondering why I fight like this. Well, as many people know, I always keep in touch with my male side since I grew up with the guy friends of my brother. And, from them, I learned the weaknesses of girls. I learned the things that should be done to greatly hurt them. And since you’re spreading that, too, well, I could say that that’s the only thing that you ever did right. and I would want to thank you for letting people know that. I’m proud that though I studied in an exclusive all- girl’s school, I NEVER acquired their super girly attitude. That way, I’ve became sort of unique and people finds it hard to predict what I would do next. I like it that way. I’m unpredictable. If she wants to do it this way, I would gladly do it. You see, for me, this is just a game. But for her, it would be a total disaster. I can’t wait to see the look on her face once people know who she really is :)) That is, if she would still be able to show herself in public :))

<3 13.