Wind is Air. Air is Wind.
Mrs. Sacdalan: The 4th year runner up is…WIND!!!
We were all like "Wind? Who the hell? Who the freakin' hell?"
*Moments of Silence.*
OMG! TAYO UN! WIND TAYO!
Takbooooooooooo!
Priceless.
Funny. Ang tagal nag sink in samin na ang wind at air ay iisa. :D
Rock That Dance Floor, IV4.
I don't give a damn whether we win or lose.
Cause with friends like these, I already feel like a winner.
NAKS NAMAN.
LUNATICS ON THE LOOSE!
LAUGH YOUR HEART OUT.
MOMENTS LIKE THIS YOU DON'T FORGET. All the jabar, pasa, dehydration, hot heads, hot bods, hot tempers, hot cancerous rays of sunlight, paos, singaws, sunburn, porac-complexion, sweat, humongous beads of sweat, double sided tape hunting, late night commuting, ass kicking, excessive partying, sir vilo money lending, picture taking, fake smiling, backstabbing, props making, banner producing, team motivating, pre-presentation praying, leggings hunting, panty exposure, crazy adventures...
It was all worth it. Super worth it.
So yeah. Let's do this thing. Kick ass.I found this in Nicole’s multiply.
Benta eh. Super can relate ako. :D
K. Di kailangan. =))
What the hell was I thinking?
I don't want this.
To be continued…
False Alarm
We had you-know-what yesterday.
Gracia asked me to take her smelly clothes home. Then I’ll return it na lang daw when we meet again.
AND OMG FUNNY.
While I was taking a bath…
Mom: *knocks on the bathroom door*
Me: Bakit?
Mom: Buksan mo ung pinto. Dali.
Me: Ok.
Mom: *panic mode* ANAK, KANINONG DAMIT TOH?
Me: Ma, kay Gracia lang yan.
Hello Gracia, medyo for boys kasi clothes mo eh.
I wonder what went through my mom’s mind that very moment. :D
My mom found a guy’s clothes. In my room.
HAHAHA.
Funny.
Awkward.
Disturbing.
Gracia kasi. Reregaluhan na nga kita ng tube top and mini skirt.
OH BY THE WAY,
Hindi daw bagay sakin maging nanay. :(
Well, isa lang masasabi ko.
HINDI TALAGA.
If You Prick Us Do We Not Bleed?
The long weekend is not long. It's so not long.
So long. Farewell.
I'm not making sense, am I? Gimme back my sanity! Screw you Trigo exam. Oh, THE PAIN you've caused me. I never knew numbers would be this brain damaging. It's like. It's like. It's like.
My head was crowned with thorns.
I am not exaggerating.
WHATEVER. I'm over it.
Sana naman sa next panaginip ko, di ko na sinosolve ung value ng x.
I'LL BE BACK ONCE I REGAINED CONSCIOUSNESS.
Oops, wait. :D
Nemesis is my name.
Punishment is my game.
I SHALL RETURN.
But I don't want to perform again this Tuesday.
Not because.
BUT BECAUSE.
Life Is What Happens When
You're Busy Making Other Plans
I’ve been so preoccupied with unending school crap lately. That most of the time, all I want to do is press that pause button that’ll enable me to reflect and you know, enjoy life. Really enjoy it.
And guess what?
I just did.
I missed these guys. Big time.
I miss you even if I see you almost everyday.
Once in a while, it’s nice look back. Relive the awesome memories of the past. It gives you this incomparable refreshing feeling. You’ll laugh at the most stupid things while reminiscing. That no matter how silly they really were, it still manages to paint that smile on your face.
So yeah, I don’t want to sound dramatic or whatever. It’s just that… maybe all we really need is that certain pause button. I just pressed mine. And I hope you will too.
WOULD IT KILL US IF WE TELL YOU
THE TRUTH?
This reflection making crap is making me unholy. It always does.
But I have good news! I plan to tell absolute truth in my recent reflection. I'm so used with inventing stories when writing reflections kasi. But this time, I decided to tell the truth. NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH. Yeah baby, Sir Valencia will be so damn proud.
NOT.
This is my original reflection. I was supposed to pass this. But I then realized... it's suicide. :D So I ended up editing the entire thing at the last minute.
Reflection Excerpt 1
"But everything changed when I entered hell called 4th year. Our every move is now watched. The college stress is a pain in the ass. And most of the time, all you want to do is grab that bloody diploma. If before I was your carefree student who is free from all kinds of stress, now I’m like a zombie with countless sleepless nights with coffee as my best friend. Together, I and my cup of steaming hot coffee will rush to the nearest billboard and finally end this precious life."
Reflection Excerpt 2
"So instead of wasting my time cursing teachers and praying for suspension of classes, I grab my pen and go to work."
Bottomline?
Maybe I should just stick to telling lies when writing reflections. Mind you, those lies gave me such high scores.
LAUGH YOUR HEART OUT.
MOMENTS LIKE THIS YOU DON'T FORGET.
