Beggars o? Yihieee. Ganito nagsimula lahat. Nung  first year kami, (bale 4th year college ate ko) nakalimutan namin magdala ng manila paper para upuan sa kasagsagan ng Paskuhan. Hahahahaha cute no? E narealize namin na nasa harap pala namin nakapwesto si ate kasama tropa niya, edi humingi kami. Tas sabi ni ate, "Beggars!"

Ang alamat ng Beggars, bow.

Lam na

Mga dahilan kung bakit ayokong nagkekwento ng problema sa iba:

1. Baka ijudge nila ako.
2. Baka magiba tingin nila sa'kin.
3. Bakit ko naman kailangan ishare?
4. Mas gusto kong solohin lahat.

At ang last pero pinakaimportante,

5. Tinatamad ako.

Please ignore

Hint: Whoever you are, you will never have the chance to read this.

There's this one guy in class that I admire a lot. And when I say a lot, it's actually A LOT. Don't get me wrong, this is a friendly admiration, I swear. 

I didn't notice him much during our freshman year, maybe because we were so young then, or it was the seat plan's fault. Everyone thought he was cute, even the higher years. Except me, maybe because I doubted his aura and all. When our sophomore year came, we started to talk a lot. (a lot, yes) And the thought that I liked him as a friend became legal because he actually became a friend to me.

Ha-ha.

All hail to the 2nd-quarter-but-please-make-it-forever seat plan maker, for you have put our places pretty near to each other, close enough for us to be closer. Really guys, don't get me wrong. This. Is. Just. A. Friendly. Admiration. Nothing beyond that, I'm not even defensive. You see?

I feel like eating the best dark chocolate in the world when he teases me. Great feeling, indeed. I mean, I don't easily get pissed when it comes to him. A tiny side of me says "Tease me more, I'm loving the attention!" But no, this is just a friendly admiration. He once swore that he will never fall in love with a classmate, because he didn't want to lose any friendship. (guess who's friendzoned haha no) which, for me is right. Simplicity is my 2nd family, and the idea of falling in love with  one of them is somehow a no-no. 

Even now, I cannot recognize which part of him is beautiful, but at least I know there is. And I won't even force myself to drag my eyes off him, because this is nothing. I just admire him and his cute naughtiness, that's all.

12:07

I tend to care less about the people around me because I scarcely feel like they care about me. I didn't start the game -- every freaking cell of them did.

I never liked the idea of throwing revenge and scuffling along with other people but this is too much already. Silence is the best revenge. No, not talking to them is better. You know, just to make them feel like I don't care anymore, that I won't even throw a half cup of care on them. And when their hard times come, I would let them slip off. I would make them savor the burden themselves. Just in case they will be needing me one of these days, not even a single eyelash of mine will show up. (gosh do i sound like evil now)

But I can't. I've played these exact words in my mind A HUNDRED TIMES before but I never accomplished anything. Literally.

Almost but not quite

That one moment in your life when you were walking alone, and everybody was staring at you. You barely glanced up, because you wanted to maintain the you-are-so-attractive-that-you-get-everybody's-attention scenery. Instead, you continued accomplishing the path. You stared downward, because nothing else was worth looking at, and ha, the eyes were still on you. You relied on your peripheral view so you could avoid that awkward eye-to-eye snap when you looked directly at the people. With your whole poise, you finally reached what you were reaching.

Then you realized, labas pala 'yung kulangot mo.

Hindi ako yung tipo ng babae na tumitili sa mga gwapong lalake sa tv. At lalo namang hindi ako yung babaeng nagpapapicture sakanila kapag nakasalubong kung saan. Ano ba sila?

Wala kasi akong bilib sa mga artista. Sa mga reporter, pwede pa. Mas bilib ako sa mga taong bida sa tunay na buhay. Yung mga taong nakakaranas ng sampal at sabunot na hindi utos ng direktor. Yung mga taong umiiyak nang hindi naglalagay ng vicks sa mata. Mas bilib ako sa mga totoong tao. Hindi ko naman sinasabing joke na tao lang yung mga artista, pero mas bilib ako sa mga taong nakaharap sa realidad at hindi sa camera.