So, I was looking for hair styles that I could tell my hairdresser to copy tomorrow. I looked for Zayn’s hairstyle because I always liked it. And then I saw his new hair: the shaggy, laid-back look.
asdjgfjka, it’s so good! I want it. I just hope I could pull it off.
These past few weeks, I’ve been away from the online community. The reason for that is this series that my friend introduced to me.
Pretty Little Liars is something that I wouldn’t have expected to love. I mean, by just looking at it, one would assume that it’s just another teensy-love-drama but it is not. It is a freaking mystery expanded by unanswered questions every episode or so.
I caught up with 60+ episodes. The mystery of A’s identity is so exciting. (Yea, part of A’s identity are Mona and Toby *spoiler* but I still wanna know who the major A is.) AAHDGKGLSS.
I can’t wait for this show to resume!!
I am thinking of applying for a job and be a working student. Next term, I’d only have 3 subjects: Pop Culture, Thesis-2, and PE 026. That’s just 6 units. I would have lots of free time with that which is why I thought of getting a job.
The thing is, for an undergraduate, the most possible that I can get is a call center job. I’ve been an agent for 3 months. It was for a technical account. That experience was fun and stressful. Not that stressful, though. There really are just cases where the customers can’t follow basic instructions. Oh well. Looking back at my problem, I want to apply for a call center job but this time for a customer support position.
I told myself that I will never take calls again. I don’t know why I said that but I did and I strongly believe it. My mind’s fuzzy with all these thoughts. I’ll see tomorrow if there’s an opening for a non-voice position; if there is then I’ll grab it, if there’s none, then I’ll try for a customer support position. I’ll see from there if I’ll like the job and if I’d be able to handle the stress from work together with that of school’s.
One more thing, my parents don’t know about this. If they did, they’d be outraged. They don’t want me and my sister to do things that will distract us from school works. Traditional parents, I know. I want to have my own money, though. Yea, I am stubborn like that. So yea, may the odds be ever in my favor tomorrow!
One moment I was playing Muse, Ed Sheeran, and The Script and now I’m playing Dominique (the track from AHS: Asylum). My dad must really be weirded out by now. LOL
People of the United States of America and of other countries, if you think the politicians that you’ve got on your government are bad then chill the fuck up. We’ve got the worst.
Here in the Philippines, there is this E-Martial Law shit that will be implemented soon. The things that we will post on the internet would be used against us. Invasion of privacy at its finest. The freedom of speech on this so-called democratic country would be put to waste just because of the Cybercrime Law.
Well, what good would you expect from a government where a significant number of people in authority came from the showbiz industry; former actors and actresses who have no knowledge on running a country took positions in the government.
This sucks. What this country needs is the Joker, an anarchist.
I was an idiot.
Last Monday, after my 4.5-hr class, my thesis mates and I went to SP to talk about our title. On our way to our seat, my mind was occupied by different things. I don’t know what exactly was I thinking but my mind was working. My consciousness was there.
A voice called my name. I didn’t pay attention to it at first. It called me again. This time, I responded by looking around. When I hit a spot, I saw her. She was sitting so it is reasonable for me not to notice her right away. Man, I didn’t know how to react!
Her eyes, her smile. My heart just stopped, my body froze. I wanted to say ‘hi’ but I don’t know what happened so I just flashed a shy smile and if I am remembering it right, I think I also whispered ‘hey!’. Inside, I wanted to sit with them, and talk to her and know her friend. But extreme shyness and awkwardness took over me. So after my light reaction, I continued walking towards my groupmates. My friend said I was ‘suplado’ when in fact I am not. I was just dumbfounded. Why won’t I be? That was the first time I saw her this term.
Can I have one more chance? LOL. Dramatic much? But yea, you know what I mean!
Depressed. Insecure. Fucked up.
I don’t know which of these words will perfectly describe me tonight.
Depressed. Disappointed. It is not in my nature to expect but few weeks ago I kinda expected to be having good grades. Why not? I exerted too much effort in my school activities. My works were out of my comfort zone. Apparently, the grades that I got were good, 1.90 but they are not good enough to make it to the Dean’s List. I wanted to be in that list because I made a deal with my dad to buy me this gadget if I made it but I did not, so obviously I am not getting anything. God, I wish was one of those brats whose wants will be given right away by their parents. My parents are nazis.
Insecure. She has something to do with this again. I know, I am in the right position to feel this way. What are we? Nothing. Just friends, not even that close. I kinda knew something about her past relationships. Yes, I am even aware of those who are interested on her. But I don’t see them as a threat. :P
Fucked up. I don’t know. I always am.
Ah! This is too much drama. This is not the usual me. It’s just that the recent events affected me and made me this way. I want to talk this with somebody. But I don’t know anyone I can talk to. My best buds in high school can be but they are now working, they don’t have time for this shit. I cannot just do this with anybody else. You know, trust issues. Oh well, this too shall pass. I’ll just keep moving forward. :)
That moment when you’re viewing your crush’s photos and you saw her with a guy so you ended up hoping that the guy is gay or taken or just her friend.
Today, our program had its first general assembly. Almost all MMA students attended the said event. Woah, I was surprised! I did not expect us to be that many! The entire auditorium was packed. When I shifted from ECE to MMA in the second term of 2009, we were just 70+. But this afternoon, there were about 400 MMA students in total!
The event served as the homeroom for all MMA people. Aside from that, it showcased the works of some of us. Although I think it is a bit biased to the ones who created the presentation. (ISSUE! LOL, nevermind.) I was inspired by their works. Yes, really, I was. I must admit though that I got a little bit jealous. Not that I don’t have the skills that they have, it’s just that I could’ve taken that opportunity to send my work if only I had been informed. Oh well, there’s no point in dwelling in the past, right? Just learn from this mistake. There was also a part during the event where certain MMA students were called on stage to receive a certificate for their works that have been recognized outside the school and the Dean Listers were also presented.
That moment, there was only one thing running in my mind. It’s like a mantra or a recording that played repeatedly in my head. ‘Soon. That’ll be me. Soon…’ I know I shouldn’t be jealous but instead be challenged or inspired to be like them or be one of them.
Yea, now I also believe that things happen for a reason. Now I know why it rained when I went to the university where I wanted to transfer. Now I know why I stayed.
I met my friends after the event. They are now on their last year in the school. It is a bit sad because I have to stay there for another year and a half or two. That’s something that I learned in college. You have to make friends, widen your circle of friends but don’t get attached. Do not get too attached. It will backfire in the end. If there ‘s one thing that college has taught me, you must be independent. That’s what differs it from high school.
I saw you again. It’s the first time it happened this term, since I decided to stop attending school, since the last time I saw you.
The lobby was filled with students. The usual noise filled the air. Some were hanging out with their friends, some were busy doing their assignments but most were rushing to their next classes. I was doing the same. Up In Flames was playing on my phone while I was heading towards the classroom for my next subject and then I saw you. You were walking with a friend and you were going the other way.
I felt weird. I don’t know how to describe it but all I know is that it is weird. My lips curved a smile. My eyes stayed at your sight. My heart moved faster. I wanted to say a ‘Hi’ or ‘Hello’ but no words came out of my mouth-not even a single sound. I hoped to get your attention by at least waving my hand at you but I cannot move my arms during that time. It is as if I was paralyzed yet I kept on walking bearing that little smile.
That moment, I like it. You still look the same. Your eyes, your smile…it is still you. It is still what I liked about you.
Hey, you. Yes, you, miss. I am not really sure what happened and why we stopped talking to each other. Why did everything between us suddenly became awkward? Why?
I hate to assume but I am pretty sure something could have happened if only everything went normal.