I don't want to blog about Bazooka Rocks again because doing so will just make me miss my fangirl friends and the concert experience again and those two things will just leave me sad.
He is a big jerk and I need to stop thinking about what-could've-beens.
I fucking love my concert buddies.
Four years is not that long.
My friends are hiding something from me (and other people too I guess) and I do not understand why. It's an elephant in the room. Unspoken, but it's very obvious. There is absolutely no valid reason to keep it from anyone.
JohnO is a perfect human being.
IvsI feels.
I need to stop spending money on insignificant things because exciting stuff are coming and I do not want to miss out.
I appreciate how my superiors think I'm ~~important~~ and stuff at work. However, I still feel like a lot of things are missing and my work will not make me truly happy -- and these excludes the very obvious permanency and compensation issues.
Tagalog, not Filipino.
Why am I always the "other" girl?
Blog, not blab.
Don't Panic. October 9th.
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