i depend too much on my friend. i always ask him for help and advice. it’s not wrong to ask for help and advice but i feel i’m not independent enough. i sometimes feel that i need to attempt to do things on my own; my own way.
of course i’ll still ask for advice/help; but from now on, i’ll do some things on my own; my way.
i’d be on formspring or facebook and i’d try to start up a pointless conversation with you or say something that i’d hope make you smile or remember something we once talked about. by the time i had a complete idea typed i’d place my finger on the Backspace key and just erase that complete thought.
then i’d think to myself, “what am i doing? i need to get away from you and just let you go.”
but eh, i’ll have to wing it and deal with it. i’m really not sure what to do. i’m slowly getting over her, but it’s only slow. gaawh
there's this certain road that i've come to dislike.
On that road is a certain street that leads to a certain neighborhood where she lives in.
eh. i realized that whenever i drive past this road it brings back these memories. it’s not like they’re bad ones, but they’re the ones that remind me of her. and i guess you can say that this summer was a way to get over her.
but i guess it’s not that easy though. for the most part i am, but i can’t help thinking about her occasionally, eh.
Shiit man. this blows.
i was at the bowling alley wit my cousins and brothers. we had to wait about 15 min cuz it was packed and people were late. soo by the time it was our turn we were all excited and apparently left the camera on the table. i guess if there was someone to blame, it would be me. this is due to the fact i took the last picture and was the last to use it. aahhh so pissed. but while we were looking, we asked this black woman if she seen it. her daughter said she might of seen it on the floor. but the mom quickly says after ‘no i haven’t’. so pissed. she probably took it.
it’s not as if it were expensive or anything, but it was a gift my other cousin gave her. and it had pictures of me and my sister who i only see once a year.
but i realized that there was nothing i could do so i just enjoyed the rest of my time.
my mom was definitely not happy. but she’s okay now
lately i’ve been reminiscing about this child hood crush i had when i was in kindergarten. and i’ve never seen her other than then. her name was Alana and i don’t remember her last name; she’s half-white/half-Filipino; she’s around my age. she’s been in my mind for a week and i’ve kinda been trying to find her.
i remember this one time during elementary when i was in 3rd grade(?) i was walking down the stairs with my friend and i swear i saw her and our eyes met. i wanted to say hi and everything but you know how it was when you’re a kid; your friends will make a big deal out of it and tease you and you’ll automatically take it to heart, and that whole cootie craze haha. so we ended up not saying anything and just passed each other by.
eh, i’m attempting to find her somehow. hopefully she could remember :)
Don’t get me wrong, I do gain happiness from helping others achieve theirs. But sometimes, I reach a certain point where my well-being and my satisfaction need to be priority over everyone else’s. And this is one of those times.
It’s been a while but i sometimes see you in pictures that hardly resembles you. It’s not like i’m not over you, it’s just that occasionally i just see you. some of these pictures just remind me of you.
“Relationships are worth fighting for, but sometimes you can`t be the only one fighting. At times, people need to fight for you. If they don`t, you must just move on & realize what you gave them was more than they were willing to give you. Hopefully, people realize great things when they come around & don`t lose something real. Always fight until you can`t anymore, & then be fought for.”—One Tree Hill (via homi757) (via camilliebillie) (via tsang-pak)
That is true, actually. I’ve never really seen a guy ‘spit game’ successfully. You might compliment her, tell her she’s beautiful, and provide the proper similes that could get her worked up, metaphorically. In the end though, what did you gain? Nothing. Women are only so…
Earlier this year, my bes, Mona, told me she was all prego and stuff. of course i normally wouldn’t fall for it but she also told me she was about to move back to PI cuz of it. so i was like oh SHIIIT! then she goes, JUSST KEEEDING! i’m eff you! gaah then after school Again she goes on about how she’s pregnant and stuff saying she was kidding about kidding. gaaah i fall for it again cuz she’s jsut so damn believable :) haha i fell for it twice on the same day.
then last night she goes on telling me she’s getting married cuz her boy proposed to her. and guess what?! i fell for it again.