Something in your eyes makes me want to lose myself...

#nowplaying Feels Like Home

I can't eat the whole day. Now, now, darling, that's something new! Haha. I just don't find anything appetizing, that's all. When my friends and I stopped at Jollibee awhile ago, I just gobbled down the plate of spag. One cannot refuse a plate of Jolly spag even if you are not in the mood to eat.

"WEHHH."

Taking baby steps on learning how not to trust. Bow. =)) I just figured out that I have been doing one thing very wrong my whole life; trusting people easily.

Eugh.

Really, this is annoying, so I'll go back to the old-school way: DIARIES! ;D

You know, to avoid being talked about.

I will be saying no more about this... shit issue. Seriously, if there is anyone who needs to talk with complete honesty, it is the two people trying to work a relationship. I don't really have any idea why I have to be dragged in.

Past just opens up old wounds, and it hurt more because you are the one adding the salt on it.

Amen! Hallelujah! 

--Georgette

The one who has a knack of creating drama.

I feel like vomiting.

Please, I am not involved with him anymore, okay? Breathe, or it will be all clogged up in your chest, and then you'll die.

Sweet mother of pearls. This is awfully frustrating. Eugh.

Anyways, Joker talked to me. HAHA. Kidding, of course. XD Kidding aside though, I really do think he already knows about my little fangirling of him.

I shall be off to sleep now. Good night.

Never assume otherwise stated. Bow.

WTF? What in the actual fuck?

Thank you for officially ruining my day by assuming, okay? Since I am pretty sure you are an avid reader of my blogs, I will be stating this clearly: I DO NOT LIKE- OR LOVE, OR HAVE A CRUSH ON, OR IS ROMANTICALLY LINKED- TO NIEL, OKAY? (OK, on the crush part, I admit that I once had a crush on him, but he doesn't need to flatter him self that much. Eugh.)

So, whoever YOU are, will you kindly shut it? You know NOTHING, okay? I thought so high of my batch-mates that I would never have thought that they have nothing else to do but pry on someone else's life. Let me laugh at that. Hilarious, isn't it? Chi.

I have a life, okay? A CRUSH IS BUT A CRUSH. Dude, even 5 years olds get over it faster than you do. Oh god. HAHAHAHAH. I just can't fathom how low this is. Meh. Whatever. Don't FLATTER yourself of thinking that I'm trying to "take" him "away" from Frances. I have respect, okay? I. HAVE. RESPECT. I am not a home-wrecker. Sweet mother of-- Okay, I shall stop being too blasphemous. 

And is it that HARD that I can't be friends with a past crush? IS IT? Probably. Considering that people are still trying to link the present back to the past. Since people are HATING on me because of, I don't know, really, I won't even try to make friends with anyone who'll think that I am a home-wrecker or whatnot.

And, for something new, why don't you ask him about EVERYTHING? Yeah?

Haha. Seriously. This is so fucking high school. I may be hurting someone's feelings now, but why don't you just ask me directly than stretch your ears out far to those people who aren't even involved? 

Also, to YOU- reader, whoever you may be- why won't you talk to me? Huh? Why can't you say it to my face, "HEY, GEORGETTE! YOU ARE A FUCKING HOME-WRECKER. WHY WON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE THEM ALONE? WHY? WHY ARE YOU STILL BLOGGING ABOUT THEM? WHY? HUH?" Than go prancing around with words that do hurt me.

Excuse you, but my blogs aren't just about them. It just so happens that- since you are an avid reader of mine, or you really just want to spice things up, or whatever- you came across MY blog that pretty much is about my feelings. So before you open up other blogs, be sure that you just don't read them, but you understand what the writer has been telling YOU. Okay?

What would you feel if I tell everyone what is in your blog? :-)

What would you feel it I tell my friends about the rumor I am hearing about you- whoever it may be that is STABBING me in the back? It is actually surprising that someone like YOU would be considered so smaaaaaaaaart and then go around telling on me with things you are not even sure about.

Okay, I'll stop here now. Eugh. Whatever, you know? I don't care, maybe a little, since I am involved- obviously- but people really need to mind their own business.

If you still cannot comprehend, I rather you have an English book in hand than sticking your ass on everyone else's life.

I put that blog on private to stir away your fucking nerves of telling me off again. You call yourself a friend? You're being selfish. All you think about is what YOU think will make things better. You are aware of what you've done, right? You are hurting people's feelings.

-- GEORGETTE

I can summarize this post in two words: Fuck off.

Haaay nako.

Frankly speaking, I am really upset that I didn't spend my first and last retreat with my section.

Ever so different from me, my mother actually loved socializing. I am not comfortable with Simplicity. I barely talk with anyone, maybe it is because I am aware that it is their most-awaited time to be with their classmates that i just don't want to... interrupt, or whatsoever.

I cried many times for Docility. I felt my heart breaking every time I see Simplicity having so much fun, they could inflate a balloon with their feelings and let it lift them all up to the sky. I was terribly envying them. Envy. Jealous. I wanted so much to be with my section. I miss them. I love them. We may not be that close, but it won't- in any way- lessen how much I care about them, how much I value each and every one of my classmates.

I can't be any more happier that I ended up being in this section. =))

K, I'll just add more later. I'LL GO GET SOME BUKO PIE. YAY.

Drama Queen, shut the fuck up or I'll be the one who'll shove your crown up your ass.

Nakakabanas yung mga drama queen. Like, FUCK, get over the boy and move on, bitch. Obviously, he isn't worth your time, or whatever. Teenager thoughts really do drive me to the edge of sanity. Make up your damn mind. Ten years from now, he probably has a belly larger than a preggy lady. THAT DUDE CAN'T GIVE YOU A FUCKING FUTURE, THE FUTURE YOU'RE LOOKING FOR. So yeah, fuck off before I barf in your face.

Anyways, I feel awful. AWFUL AWFUL AWFUL AWFFFFUUUL. I think all these drama surrounding me has an awful effect on my psychological thinking... and logic. Eugh. I am writing down, "Tales of James G." instead of reviewing. Eugh. Eugh.

Whatever.

I'll go watch a movie or eat. I have been over-eating, though saying this might really not be much a surprise. 

Isn't it apparent that I like long sentences?

-- Georgette

the one who has mood swings

HOMMAAAYGGGADDDDD.

May nakalimutan akong i-post kagabi dahil bangag at tinatamad na ako. :">

Yesterday, we had C.A.T. and it was dreadful because you need to wake up early and I hate waking up early. But, my Friday yesterday surprisingly went from a total bore to spazzing moments. 

At lunch time, we- Ma'am Joanne, Yvette, and I- went to the Computer Lab to pass out project. Other batchmates were there too to pass theirs, mostly Benig and Dochie. I had a mini heart attack when I saw him having his back to the door. He isn't Pineapple nor Asdfg, k? <_< I mean, I don't like Pineapple anymore. Crush is but a crush. And W156 isn't really... anything of the sort. So yeaaaah, HE is different. HE is the ace on my deck, the cymbals of my drums, the dream in my reality, the sugar on my lemonade, the band-aid on my wound. Hahaha. In two words: My Crush.

Anyways, last Friday, we talked!!!!! WE BLEEPING TALKED.

Me: Hi!

Him: Hello.

Eldrin: YEGGEEE

Me: Whaaaaat? (Feigning innocence)

Eldrin: Drummer yan!

Me: Ha? Ah, oo nga. Gusto ko ng drummers! :D

Him: Eh? Ah, ayoko na nga mag drums eh.

Me: D:

Eldrin: AKO! DRUMMER NA 'KO!

Me: Ay, ayoko na pala. :-| HAHA JOKE. >:D<

Eldrin: Sige, ganyan ka na!

Him: Oo nga, pinapasa ko na sa kanya, *pats Eldrin*

Me: Ha ha ha. :>

Then, they went to their group. Eldrin glared at me when I won't tell him my new crush. XD Little did he know, he just talked to him. WAHAHAHAHA. >:))))))

OMFG. I'M SPILLING TOO MUCH. HAHA! Anyways, I never knew forcing yourself to have a crush would be that hard, but it paid off really well. <3

--Georgette

The one who loved Mondays

I don't need you.

This is stupid. I hate being a teenager surrounded by self-centered, annoying, whiny, self-absorbed teenagers with their stupid, non-sense teenage thoughts. I want to get our of High School so freaking bad. I want to break free. I am surrounded by people I am upset about.

Whatever. I am a bloody mess right now. My thoughts and words and actions are all over the place. It makes me dizzy. Eugh.

I need to stop being an idiotic ass. I should have included that on my New Year's Resolution. Whatever. When everyone's being an ass around you, you have no choice but be a bigger ass. Right? Right.

Sorry for a very vapid and mean post. I just need to vent out my anger before it grows inside me again. I have a anger management issues, and most of the times that I keep it in, it doesn't end up good. :-\

-- Georgette