I’m sorry I have “censored” this to be read only by Filipinos. It’s just that I couldn’t release all these bitchin’ if I didn’t use my native language.
Punyeta ka. Akala mo kung sinong magaling. Sawa na akong kausapin ka, ang hirap sayo nakikipagkaibigan lang feeling mo naman patay na patay na ako sayo. Sige fine! Binibiro ka namin ni ella na crush ka namin. Hindi mo pa ba kami kilala? Mga dakilang atribida? Eh gago ka pala, sino naman magkakagusto sayo? May itsura ka nga, pero feeling mo naman hari ka ng mundo.
Oo apektado ako, tinuring turing mong kaibigan, basura ang tingin sayo. Yun ang pagkakamali ko eh, ang ituring kang kaibigan. User ka lang, user ka f*ck. Grabe ang ganda ng hirit mo sa conference natin nung isang araw, “Eh bat pa natin kailangan maghanap ng lugar para sa birthday party ko, e pwede naman sa pad ni joi” Pad pad ka dyan, gusto mo paduguin ko ilong mo.
Eto pa! Nagtext kaw raw kay Ella, tinatanong mo pa kung gaano kalaki ang unit ko? Kakasya ba kako kayo ng mga friends mo sa Makati. Hoy kupal, yung sinabi mong iinvadin nyo bahay ko, subukan mo lang. Feeling mo naman papapasukin kita at ang mga kaibigan mong mukhang mga adik? E kung ihulog kita sa mula sa floor namin, magandang birthday yun diba!
I’m dedicating this song I’m listening to right now to a guy I know and admire. Here’s to bittersweet pain, unchangeable love and shattered moments.
When I came here there was more.
Now I’ve come back to destroy,
And I’ve got nothing left,
And it’s a shame what we’ve become,
When we hurt the ones we love,
And it’s a place I can not go,
Anymore.
When we collide we lose ourselves.
When we collide we break in two,
And as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,
It’s a hard mistake.
When we collide,
We break.
When the cold comes crashing down,
And the fight lost what it’s about.
I could tell that you’d left.
It’s a shame what we’ve become,
When we hurt the ones we love.
It’s a place I can not go,
Anymore.
When we collide we lose ourselves.
When we collide we break in two,
And as we push and we shove and we hurt the ones we love,
It’s a hard mistake.
When we collide,
When we collide.
It’s a hard mistake,
When we collide.
lol! I’m having way too much fun with the results of these blog things. And to think I have 1 blog to template and 6 articles to review tonight.
| You’re an Expert Kisser |
 You’re a kissing pro, but it’s all about quality and not quantity
You’ve perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone’s socks off
And you’re adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable |
What Kind of Kisser Are You?
Anyone wanna try my smooches? 
joke!
Cooooooool! Most of my officemates took this exam for fun and most of them got a percentage lower than 52%. And viola! I am the most abnormal of them all! I still think that picture is scary.
| You Are 72% Abnormal |
 You are at high risk for being a psychopath. It is very likely that you have no soul.You are at high risk for having a borderline personality. It is very likely that you are a chaotic mess.You are at medium risk for having a narcissistic personality. It is somewhat likely that you are in love with your own reflection.You are at medium risk for having a social phobia. It is somewhat likely that you feel most comfortable in your mom’s basement.
You are at medium risk for obsessive compulsive disorder. It is somewhat likely that you are addicted to hand sanitizer. |
How Abnormal Are You?
I look stupid in this photo, no make-up, messy hair, unprepared smile… I don’t even know why I even allowed my friends to portray me as a drunkard. I’m not, I’m not alcohol depended either. I drink yes but I no longer drink as much as I used to back in college… I wouldn’t want to unveil my past now would I?
Anyways, cheers!
