September 28, 2006
11:10 PM
I’m getting fat. I’m not yet fat but I know I will blow up soon if I don’t stop overeating. These past days have been cold and wet because of the typhoon and all I did was stuff myself crazy. I have been binge eating and most of my meals are bathed with oil; deep-fried chicken, fries, burger, plus pizza, everything, which is equal to oily skin and pimples! Eww.
I should’ve been watching what I eat. But no, “never mind the weather, the starving people everywhere, the thesis, the deadlines, I just had to be such a pig.” And by the way, I don’t have money anymore. I swear I’m so dirt poor right now because of so much food that I buy. Oral fixation? I dunno, maybe. All I know is I can’t last a day without munching food in unusual quantities. I mean, I’m not eating as much as the whole of China does, but I just didn’t use to be this way. In fact, just two weeks ago, I’d eat just to avoid getting hungry. Now, hungry or not, I really pig out. There is something wrong here.
Classes got suspended today because of the weather. Well, of course, that didn’t stop me from getting my ass to the mall and binge eat with a friend. We had ice cream, chicken, pop corn, coke light, and spaghetti. Talk about sugar shock. I had to withdraw from via ATM because like I said, my wallet is thinning by the minute.
Anyway, I have got to work on my thesis. I really want to graduate this school year. Seriously.
Friday, September 29, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY
“I wanna say that I wanna die but I don’t really mean it”
How can a person be so unlucky in a span of 5 shitty hours?
Today, I felt like the cosmos played a very cruel game on me. And what’s worse about it is, I’m mostly responsible. I should come with a sign saying: GULLIBLE AND STUPID. GO ON, FOOL ME.
September 13, 2006, Wednesday, seemed to be a fine day. In our first class, we watched a movie. The next, which was the last, we were supposed to have this exam about The Iliad and The Odyssey but our prof couldn’t make it so we left school early. Yay.
Fast forward in the afternoon, two friends and I went to the mall. All seemed fine.
Come 6 o’clock and everything got fucked up. I swear, there are just people (no, not the aforementioned two friends) who have Satan’s blood running in their veins. I’m not going to spill a lot about it but it has something to do with three hours of waiting for nothing. And knowing just that, you can imagine how excruciating it must have been. While waiting I thought it’s all going to be worth it. But hell, I wasted my precious time. So yeah, I waited for nine fucking hours and all I got was a bunch of stupid, insensitive text messages.
So I waited right? Until a clue found me and finally decided to flee from the shithole I was in.
I arrived at my place wondering why the stairs were wet. The answer came in the form of a sound of water like that of a waterfall, only with less decibels. I fucking forgot to fucking turn off the fucking faucet.
It turned out water has been running forcefully from my bathroom all the way to the stairs outside. It kinda pissed me off that nobody outside noticed and bothered to do something about it. Then again, I don’t even know their names. So there, I had to do some major clean up because my room was drenched.
By the way, those two incidents really bothered me because I haven’t really been having good days lately.
What a day. I wouldn’t be surprised if anytime now, some lunatic barges in my door and murders me. But of course I hope that doesn’t happen because I don’t want to die unhappy AND that’s just a really ugly way to make an exit.
*Sigh
It’s soooo hard to be me sometimes.
How can a person be so unlucky in a span of 5 shitty hours?
Today, I felt like the cosmos played a very cruel game on me. And what’s worse about it is, I’m mostly responsible. I should come with a sign saying: GULLIBLE AND STUPID. GO ON, FOOL ME.
September 13, 2006, Wednesday, seemed to be a fine day. In our first class, we watched a movie. The next, which was the last, we were supposed to have this exam about The Iliad and The Odyssey but our prof couldn’t make it so we left school early. Yay.
Fast forward in the afternoon, two friends and I went to the mall. All seemed fine.
Come 6 o’clock and everything got fucked up. I swear, there are just people (no, not the aforementioned two friends) who have Satan’s blood running in their veins. I’m not going to spill a lot about it but it has something to do with three hours of waiting for nothing. And knowing just that, you can imagine how excruciating it must have been. While waiting I thought it’s all going to be worth it. But hell, I wasted my precious time. So yeah, I waited for nine fucking hours and all I got was a bunch of stupid, insensitive text messages.
So I waited right? Until a clue found me and finally decided to flee from the shithole I was in.
I arrived at my place wondering why the stairs were wet. The answer came in the form of a sound of water like that of a waterfall, only with less decibels. I fucking forgot to fucking turn off the fucking faucet.
It turned out water has been running forcefully from my bathroom all the way to the stairs outside. It kinda pissed me off that nobody outside noticed and bothered to do something about it. Then again, I don’t even know their names. So there, I had to do some major clean up because my room was drenched.
By the way, those two incidents really bothered me because I haven’t really been having good days lately.
What a day. I wouldn’t be surprised if anytime now, some lunatic barges in my door and murders me. But of course I hope that doesn’t happen because I don’t want to die unhappy AND that’s just a really ugly way to make an exit.
*Sigh
It’s soooo hard to be me sometimes.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Two Decades Old
I AM SO FRUCKING OLD!
Oh my God I just entered my twenties and I can’t believe it. It’s as if just moments ago I was sucking on my Hippo Pop while donning my high school uniform. (Okay, that’s so gay! Hahahahahah. Whatever.)
Anyway, my friends and I (the “Fantastic Four”) went out and man did I have a great time! Really. The dancing was insane. And when I dance, I make sure I own the freaking dance floor and get my ass rollin’ everywhere. And I SURE did exactly that just a few minutes ago. Well, we would’ve stayed there and sweat it out even more if only we weren’t in our school uniforms and there was no 8 AM class the next day and it wasn’t 1 AM already. That’s like 4 hours past my curfew! But I swear, we rocked that dance floor. There were even these two girls who danced with me, and so I had to bring it. To their great delight of course!
HAHAHAHAHAH! The dancing was so hot. No wonder the people left there weren’t very happy when we left. AND I’m not bluffing at all. Seriously, it was so much fun.
Back to my birthday—some special people sent me warm messages just a while ago. Somebody even called. :) That was sweet. Just hope each one of them was sincere. Kidding.
It’s friggin’ 2:10 AM right now and God knows what time I’ll be able to sleep and wake up. Oh well, might as well work my way to the Zs.
Happy F*cking Birthday to me!
Oh my God I just entered my twenties and I can’t believe it. It’s as if just moments ago I was sucking on my Hippo Pop while donning my high school uniform. (Okay, that’s so gay! Hahahahahah. Whatever.)
Anyway, my friends and I (the “Fantastic Four”) went out and man did I have a great time! Really. The dancing was insane. And when I dance, I make sure I own the freaking dance floor and get my ass rollin’ everywhere. And I SURE did exactly that just a few minutes ago. Well, we would’ve stayed there and sweat it out even more if only we weren’t in our school uniforms and there was no 8 AM class the next day and it wasn’t 1 AM already. That’s like 4 hours past my curfew! But I swear, we rocked that dance floor. There were even these two girls who danced with me, and so I had to bring it. To their great delight of course!
HAHAHAHAHAH! The dancing was so hot. No wonder the people left there weren’t very happy when we left. AND I’m not bluffing at all. Seriously, it was so much fun.
Back to my birthday—some special people sent me warm messages just a while ago. Somebody even called. :) That was sweet. Just hope each one of them was sincere. Kidding.
It’s friggin’ 2:10 AM right now and God knows what time I’ll be able to sleep and wake up. Oh well, might as well work my way to the Zs.
Happy F*cking Birthday to me!
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