Can’t say I wasn’t warned….

I learned my lesson but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’m not doing it again. Where else can you find pretty pink ponies galloping on top of a granite-top bar? Only when you’ve had shots of tequila and a glass of Tanqueray martini.

Tsk. Santa’s not giving me any gifts this year….

Crazy Signs

i was searching for nothing in particular when i found these here

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People in other countries sometimes go out of their way to communicate with their English-speaking tourists. Here is a list of signs seen around the world:

Cocktail lounge, Norway :
LADIES ARE REQUESTED NOT TO HAVE CHILDREN IN THE BAR.

At a Budapest zoo :
PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS. IF YOU HAVE ANY SUITABLE FOOD,GIVE IT TO THE GUARD ON DUTY.

Dear Santa,

I know I haven’t been a good girl this year but please grant my wish.

Cleaning up the skeletons in my closet

Have you ever tried stuffing up your past inside your closet? You keep it hidden in the deepest, darkest side of your closet , and try to forget about it, also hoping the world does the same thing. Time flies by and you don’t even remember that corner of your closet.

But not until it haunts you back.

In loving memory of my cloud nine…

Warning: Major ranting ahead. Please wear your hard hats and beware of falling debris.

of twelve-pound bowling balls and fifth wheels…

When you think the world is turning its back on you, don’t fret. Why? Well, chances are you were moving too fast and didn’t realize that it was actually you ignoring the world OR the world doesn’t really care. I know. Life sucks.

High School Isn’t Hell After All

DISCLAIMER: It is bitchy. I am bitchy. Take it for what it is. I don’t mean to offend. If I did, I’m sorry. It’s oblique and obtuse, I know. Hyperboles make life more interesting. Remember, they are but words.

And oh, It’s my english essay so.. wala lang.. 200 words aren’t enough to express hell.

High School Isn’t Hell After All

The concept of hell is as much controversial as the concept of purgatory, and even the concept of heaven. Although, I’m pretty sure that hell is a more popular term nowadays than those two. You haven’t heard somebody say go to purgatory, have you? I thought so, too.

My former best friend once told me after a huge fight to “go to hell.” I couldn’t help but guffaw at the sentiment. “Haven’t you heard? I’m in it with you, sister. It’s called high school!” That was my reply.

I like my friends close…

… and my enemies closer.

Bitches.

Ok.. back to my normal i’m-the-happiest-emo-of-them-all mode. I just had to get it out of my system before I spontaneously combust.

Neutral. Not Bipolar

Another day, another heartbreak.

Not really. Just another long test– two, actually.

I wish I were articulate enough to say everything to you. No, that isn’t right. I am capable of being articulate. What I’m not capable of is opening up.

But it’s really not YOUR fault. Nothing really is your fault. I bet you’re in a state of discombobulation right now. You have no fucking idea of what I’m talking about, haven’t you? That’s alright.

I don’t have a friggin idea, too.

Well, maybe I do, but I digress. The point is every time I try to talk, or write (more like type) , I can’t seem to get the message across. It’s always as if you’re in FM and I’m only picking up AM.

I remember telling you that we are like magnets with similar polarities. No matter how hard you try to place them side by side, there will always be a strong repulsion on either parties. I also remember saying that I don’t have any plans of changing my polarity. Well, I still don’t have any.

But I’m willing to be bipolar.

No, not that kind of bipolar. I’m not willing to have whatsoever disorder just to fix everything. Maybe that’s not the right term. I guess what I’m trying to be is neutral. Not bipolar.

Neutral objects can have positive or negative induced charges. Induction. Right. It’s better than outright repulsion, isn’t it?

Well, I’m off for another polarity… D:

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