her.
Trixie
16 years old, trapped in an 11-year old's body
loves the scent of: cupboards, air conditioners, coffee, cinammon, and Bayo (as in the store)
moods too easily swayed by whatever music is playing
fickle, undecided, impatient, paranoid
Jason Mraz ♥
likes things clean, but is pretty messy
interested in photography (haha as if)
out of words
Thursday, March 13, 2008!
HandWritten on; 4:19 AM
Ito na ata ang pinaka masayang last day sa buhay ko.
NOT.
My eyes are aching terribly, especially when I force them shut. Have you ever cried so hard, you could swear your eyes would pop out in a teardrop? I can't believe what Nicole and I were joking about a while ago came true. We were kinda teasing Chex (cause she told me Tita Jazz didn't allow her to go on our last day date at the last freaking minute), and telling her I'd cry as soon as I got home on account of the fact that I have no last-day gimmick/celebration/party. I didn't expect it would actually happen. Yeah, cause I had a fight with Pa. Again. I really can't tell if we're the worst enemies or the best of friends. Seriously. Sometimes I love him to bits, but a while ago I wanted to march up to him and punch him in the stomach. Or get a razor and shave off all his hair. That way he'd never ask me again if I think he's getting bald or whatever. I'm half-kidding. Ugh. I hate how every time we fight, I end up crying. I was practically bawling 3 hours ago. Demmet, I've got to toughen up.
Anyway, I am glad the year's over. Sure, I'm gonna miss a lot of people, including teachers (yeah yeah. yadda yadda yadda. it's true though) and iii1 of course. But this has been such a crazy year, and I'm just so tired. I'm sure next year's gonna be a lot more tiring for me, but I'm ready to cope. Even if it means having to rant in here every single day. Besides, Senior year has to rock. I mean, if you need, like, an extra chair in the cafeteria, you could just grab one from people and not worry about whether or not they're a batch lower than you. Ooh, and you can get toyo for siomai from anyone. Wala nang paa-paalam. You've got the seniority benefits ;) Hehe kidding.
So sorry this isn't the best entry I could come up with to compensate for, what, the 12 days I've skipped blogging. Anyway. I'll give you a cheerful one next time. You know, when I start feeling that it's actually summer.
Don't know when that's gonna be.
