Saturday, August 27, 2011

Untitled. For now.

Where are you? Why aren't you here? How long are you going to make me wait? Are you even going back? Am I waiting for something?
You swore to yourself that you'll be back, yet you didn't. What did I do to make you go away? I can honestly say that I gave you more than I could, yet you threw it all away. I thought I had what I wanted from you yet I didn't. You never cared about what I felt. I guess the word "sympathy" was never in your vocabulary. I wasted almost half of my life knowing that you love me too.
I have to admit, it's my fault as well. I guess it's my fault that I'm blind. Yes, emotionally blind. I was young and naive back then when I met you. I really didn't know the true meaning of love. But now I do.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Some things I would want to say to your face

Girls are more emotional than boys —everyone knows this right? The funny thing is, you don't.
Is it just me or you are just really insensitive?
News flash: I am a human being with feelings; and those feelings get hurt.
I am a smart girl, I just don't know how you're making me the opposite of it.
Yeah, well perhaps I'm really complicated. You know the best thing you can do?
DEAL WITH IT. What do you expect? I am a girl. Girls aren't tough and emotional like you guys —accept it; it's a fact.
You know, if I wasn't a Christian, I would have gotten even with you the next day. I would have watched The Smurfs (which we planned by the way like a year ago) with him. I would have gone to her house, pulled her hair that would almost make her bald, and punch and slap her in her 'oh-so-perfect' face. And I would've done the same to you as well. But it's not the right thing to do, yes, I know that. IT ISN'T THE WISE THING TO DO. And what you did wasn't wise, just so you know.
I know what I said hurts, but what you did was a million times worse than that.
I don't know how my mood is going to be tomorrow. I'll try my hard to act natural as if nothing happened.
All your messages = DELETED. Your phone number is up. ;)

asdfghjkl I'm rambling. This post is very vague. I have to stop now.

Good night.
Party tomorrow. Lol. =))


Thursday, August 11, 2011

Untitled story

"I am yours, okay? How many times do I have to say it?"
"You keep on saying that you can't even prove it!"

Anna finally said it —said it on top of her voice. She just had enough. She just can't stand any more lies. Her excruciating voice echoed along the hallway which where they were arguing.
That hallway. That spot by the Fire Exit door at the end of the hallway was owned by them for nearly four years. It was where they shared their sweet little moments, not awful big fights.
Jeremiah's thoughts that were running in his head paused for a few seconds; he can't believe she yelled at him.
It was a dumb silence after the yelling incident. With a puzzled face, Jeremiah looked straight into Anna's eyes. It started to become all teary. The next thing he knew, she walked away abruptly and he heard her sob. What was he supposed to do? Of course he had to go after her. He grabbed her right arm and made her face him. She was looking down to the floor and didn't have the guts to look at him because of what she did; she can hardly look at him. He hugged her lovingly and passionately —he had to placate the girl he said he love. Anna kept on sobbing on his chest; he didn't mind all the tears that was absorbed by his new violet shirt.
After minutes of hugging and crying, Anna's leg felt numb, so she gestured Jeremiah to sit on the side of the floor. So then they sat.
A lot of things were playing in both of their mind that they wanted to say to each other. Jeremiah went on first.
He said he was deeply sorry for what they've been arguing about, and he'll really do much effort for the relationship they have. Then said many other stuff he was sorry about.
Anna was just staring at the wall apposite to the one they're leaning on. She was thinking —I mean doing a lot of thinking for what she was about to say. Finally, she spoke.
By the end of her so-called speech, she then held Jeremiah's hand, clung onto it for few seconds, cried a little again, and the left him there alone at the end of the hallway.


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It was, indeed, an awful nightmare for Jeremiah! Thank God he was awaken by the last scene of his dream before anything worse happened. He then immediately called his girlfriend, Anna, and the moment she picked up the phone, he said,
"I love you and I will never stop loving you."

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Rainbow.


This morning, I was awaken by the disturbing sound of the pouring rain; that was 5 in the morning. Suspension of classes really did cross my mind even though we had our day off yesterday.
While I was in school, I was quite intrigued with how the sky appeared —the dark heavy clouds, the pouring rain, the continuously gushing wind.. it was quite amusing. I know it looks all sad and gloomy, but for me it isn’t. I’m not happy because I know for sure they’ll let us off early, but because I know there will be a vivid rainbow after every pouring rain.
The rainbow symbolizes that God’s promises are true. I know He’ll never fail being true to His promises. All He said in His word are very much true. Even though I sometimes turn my back on Him, He never left me.
Oh how awesome and amazing it is to have a Father like Him.