I Should Never

I should never visit your facebook wall again.

I should never look at you again.

I should never dream of you again.

I should never love you again.

Because every time I do, I only feel the pain. </3

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I MISS YOU SO MUCH

'Coz I am waiting on my own

HEY, YOU! I MISS YOU.

Do you ever think about me?

Do you ever cry yourself to sleep?

In the middle of the night when you're awake,

are you calling out my name?

Do you ever reminisce?

I can't believe I'm acting like this.

I know it's crazy. How I still can feel your kiss.

It's been ___ months, ___ days, ___ hours, since you went away.

I miss you so much and I don't know what to say.

I should be over you, but it's just not the case.

It's been six months, eight days, twelve hours, since you went away.

Do you ever ask about me?

Do your friends still tell you what to do?

Every time the phone rings, do you wish it was me calling you? Do you still feel the same?

Or has time put out the flame. I miss you. Is everything okay?

Those in bold are words I want to say (to you, of course!). But I just can't. :(

I wish I have the guts to say it.

Goodnight.

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Regret

credits to the owner

Today probably is the worst day in my entire existence. (Okay! That's exaggeration.) No, but seriously, it is one of the worst. I made a huge mistake which made one of my mentor to lose trust in me. I made a name, a good name. A good reputation, and all of it vanished into thin air. This mistake will probably leave a deep scar, not only in my heart but also in my head. This may change the way my life turns. But that's how it is. It's a consequence of what I did. Whatever the consequence will be, I will keep it, and learn from it. But I am still hoping that it will not be as bad as I imagine. Now, I believe in the Filipino saying: "Nasa huli ang pag-si-sisi." 

To everyone who had been hurt: The word "sorry" is not enough, but I still want to apologize for all the aches that my action did to all of you.

To that mentor: I am ashamed of what I did. I was careless. Whatever your decision may be, I will take it as a good experience. An experience which taught me a lot, an experience that will help me to become a better person in the future. I do not promise this, but I want to tell you that I will not do anything like that again, not only to you, but also to my future and present mentors. I am sorry! :(

'Till here! :( </3

Power of Stress

Twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week is just not enough. Not enough to finish all things that should be done. Feasibility Study, Operations Management documentary, Plight research, movie making, tons of quizzes, reports etc. *deep breaths* These are all tasks given to us by our professors.

FEASIBILITY STUDY. Others would do thesis but not Management Accounting students. We do FS or feasibility study. As we are in business section, we create new and innovative products to sell in the market. After which, we try to do research about the product. Two hundred pages of work should be done in such a short time. The most difficult part of the feasibility study is the financial chapter. One wrong type in your numbers might cause you a liter of blood, and an ocean of tears. *Hell yeah!* I gave two liters of blood, and bucketful of tears. Misunderstandings and arguments aroused during the "making" of this paper. But I am happy that I was able to express my feelings, and able to confront other people about what happened. They may hate the way I acted, but that's just how it is.

Overnight @ Laura's Pad

my groupmates

After series of arguments and drama, we were able to pass the oral defense. Yay! :)

Come to think of it! Because of this paper, I found out who my friends are. I found out who will leave me hanging in the bridge and who will not. Even though it stressed me a lot, I am still thankful. Thankful that I was able to find a gold in a trash. Hihihihi.

One talented rapper

Ryu Hwayoung. April 22,1993

A pretty face with a pretty voice.

I don't know but I really like her voice. She's a former member of a Korean girl group. Now, she's on hiatus. Her face really resembles Park Shin Hye's. <3  Here's rap she's working on. :)

Peek-a-boo!

Our graduation pictorial was held last August 24, 2012. While I was suffering from German measles, the class president told me that we were scheduled to have the pictorial that day. Left with no choice, I decided to have the pictorial. I talked to the editor. I asked her if she can edit the measles on my arms and legs. She said she can do it, and not to worry because the lighting will lessen the measles that I have on the picture. We were standing outside the room for two hours. When my name was called I felt glad that it will soon be finished. I wasn't really in the mood, because I was running a fever. Make-up and hairdo then the outfit. The dressing room annoyed me because it was small. Ten girls were inside. I cannot even move an arm because of the space. We had five outfits to wear: the black gown (toga), casual attire, corporate attire, Filipiniana, and the creative outfit. I do not want to reminisce how bothersome the changing of outfits were. So here are some pictures from the said pictorial.

Black toga. With yellow accent.
The color of my college.

Filipiniana attire. Red for love and pain that I experienced
during my years in college.

My casual attire. It's blue on blue. (Aqua)
'Coz I love the sea. :)

This outfit is big on me. My corporate attire.

For my creative shot, I chose the cowgirl outfit.

So there. The unofficial photos from graduation. :)

Last of August

I want to let you go. But each time I try, my heart is breaking into pieces.

Marry someone quickly. So I'd know that there's really no hope between you and I.

I know it's my greed. But I'm sorry. Seems like I cannot forget you even if you get married.

Do not think about me. I won't let you see me shed a tear. I wish I was born earlier.

If I was, will you look at me? If I was, will you love me? If I was, will you take me seriously?

You and I should have met sooner. I will always stare at you from afar, and hope that you're doing well.

I will bid my farewell. Because this is the last of August.