Sunday, January 27, 2008
[ end of sem post ]
Since it is now the start of a new semester (meaning I get all new classes) I just wanted to share a post from my other blog about how the old one went. Imagine! So many things have changed since then... :))
chapter one: boredom dans la classe
I felt like writing this because I was so bored during Math class. The teacher was explaining the homework to the very slow people who did not even do what they were supposed to do. Here's day to day at my new school (and I don't want to appear overconfident because I am not):
I wake up at 6:30 and ride the public bus to school. Then I go with my sister to her locker and she goes with me to mine. We wander around school for a while and go to the bathroom lots of times. By 8:15 the bell (HURRY HURRY!! HURRY HURRY!! Late late late AGAIN!!) rings and I'm in my homeroom. Then English starts. I sit with either Esi, Mathuesha, or Lyza since Devikha (super-sociable buddy) now sits with Allison. Today it was Lyza.
It's usually boring, we read some text from our mythology book and spend the rest of the period discussing it (pointlessly). Like, how is a black-out related to reconciliation? Mr. Santin's nice though. I understand why he has to break it down to the simplest of terms. He tries to explain everything SLOWLY to my very slow classmates (who, no offence, can't even pronounce the easiest words properly. And I have to pretend I don't know what I'm doing either.)
The same with Religion, where there is always homework. Every night we have to read some corny story in our ancient textbook and answer uhm, dumb questions. Ms. Paul-Donegal should know me by now because I answer a lot and have "Oh good, you know how to write" handwriting. Even if what I say and write are different from her terms or too complicated for my fourteen-year-old classmates. Hello, Sir Jade taught us some theology! Believe it or not, our R.E. topic is finding Scriptures in the Bible. Pas très dur! I can do that mega-fast since I know how the books are arranged AND we finished with that...when I was in Grade 4. And also I know what Incarnation and Trinity are. Grade 4. Of course, I was the one who defined it ("Yes S'leen?" yet again!!)
I sit next to Aezelle who I made friends with the first day and who luckily got assigned in the seat next to me. I meet her outside the portables before classes and when I head off to next period I say "See you later!" because she has second lunch, same as me. I'm so glad I have managed to find friends I can actually count on. Makes me wonder how I'll do in Grade 10 if I pass. I'll deal with the present for the meantime though...
And now for the MOST exciting part of the day, Mathematics!!
chapter two: staring out the door wishing for the bell to ring
Actually, Math is so boring it's all I can do from bolting out of the room. I have class in the portable next to R.E. which is 13. Our chairs are arranged U within U (if you can picture that) and I sit in the back row, outer side. That means I'm near the door and far from the board, making it really easy to be distracted. Besides, the PTs are located in the parking lot, where there is always some sort of commotion.
Today it was yet another group of hip-hopping blacks probably on their way from skipping class. They passed by our portable as I happened to be looking out and a girl yelled (like they do) "MAH!" then they walked by. Minutes later there was a huge laughing hullabaloo outside, as can be expected of them. Honestly, I wonder why nobody bothers to discipline them. There's this black guy, a tenth-grader who failed, in my Math class. He always wears a hoodie and the teacher makes him take it off every time. Today he very rudely said, "Yeah yeah I know, I'm taking it off!" (pronounced "Yih yih, I noe, I'm takin' it off")
The students always take advantage of Mr. Alix's apparent cluelessness and the fact that he is boring. When he came in he said, "So class, how was your weekend?? I hope you had an interesting one. Courtney how was your sister's wedding? How's the food, is it pork, beef or chicken? Was there ah dancing?" Courtney just sat there looking bored/amused and nodded. "You know ah class, I know how to do the tango, do you know how to tango? And cha-cha and swing..." (Insert small amount of dance here)
Quenessa (another very rude black girl, one of the "twins") said, "Sir could you do a demo!"
"Only ah, if you perfect the exam." (Not very likely at this rate)
Mr. Alix, the world's most boring teacher, let us finish our Friday's quiz for five minutes. I'd done it before so I just sat there with my head in my hands. I'd woken up with a migraine so I wasn't feeling too well. We then checked the homework, in which he had us come to the board one by one to answer each question.
Mine was: (7) - (- 8) which is duh, positive 15. But for the sake of my slower classmates and the very clueless Mr. Alix, I wrote it down step by step like I used to do in fifth grade. Then I reassumed my comfortable position chin-on-palm. Re-answering the homework must have taken us 25 minutes, as the others didn't even bother doing it.
While Mr. Alix was checking the answers on the board, the rest of the class talked loudly and noisily. Nobody was paying attention (like I said, Mr. A. apparently has no clue that he is the world's most boring teacher. And he is Pinoy.) Tenth-grader Fletcher even had the gall to set his ring tone on loud and walk to the front of the class. He pretended to sniffle until Mr. Alix noticed him.
"What is that, you? Turn that phone off or, ah you give it to me."
"Phone? What phone? I ain't got no phone."
"It's in your pocket, ah Mr. Fletcher, give it to me,"
"What, oh you mean this?" (Obviously handing out anything but the phone)
Then, "Which pocket?" Of course Mr. Alix could very well not reach into Fletcher's low, low-slung jeans to pick out the offending cell phone. That would be a criminal offence. "Next time ah, I will confiscate that. Return to your seat." And multiplication of fractions. He continued checking answers.
After a while things got really boring. I just sat there and absently drew circles on my binder. Then I took out a graphed looseleaf and began to write a diary entry.
ten things to hate about math class:
The fact that what they are doing is very, very basic and which I have done two years ago.
The fact that we have possibly the world's most boring teacher.
The fact that I sit next to that annoying know-it-all Philip John Krolikiewiecz (or something), who speaks out of turn and actually thinks it's cool.
The fact that I have VERY disrespectful, class-disrupting classmates.
The fact that we hold classes in the portables.
The fact that my other seatmate Lindsay was absent today.
The fact that there are two boys who sit in front of me who have very, very bad and outdated hairstyles. One of them, Cody, is pinkish and has blond hair in a ponytail. It annoys me to death that a pink boy actually wears his hair long. And worse: the other, Anoj (Indian?) looks like he has a small bowl on top of his head, which I can assure you he doesn't. It is merely his hair. It is slicked back and always looks oily, it is disgusting and so is the way he tries to be cool. And I have to see that everyday. Him and Cody are practically best friends with weirdo hair.
The fact that I am classmates with Quenessa, Vashia (other twin), and something-or-the-other Fletcher. Three very irritating people who interrupt and talk in that homie accent of theirs (sorry but I can't stand them. Some blacks are okay though.)
The fact that I can't talk to anybody in my class except Lindsay, occasionally, because Mr. Alix always makes us do exercises and I have the misfortune of being seated next to Phil.
The fact that I don't answer as much as I should, even if I know the answer.
Now Mr. Alix was on to Quenessa's answer. "Qua, you didn't write anything?"
"But Mr. Sir, the question is like harder than the others'! Theirs was like - 1 or something."
"Do this do that, the brackets and exponents, blah blah blah," explained the teacher, and beside me Philip was going "The answer is 6,421. The answer is 6,421. The answer is 6,421." When Mr. Alix wrote the final product - 6,421 - Phil went (to nobody in particular), "See, I told you so!"
The same with another problem, only this time it was "The answer is 110. 110, it's 110. I told you it was 110!"
"Class ah, if you do not know the answer, write it down." said Mr. A. I opened my binder and wrote down with my pencil. I could practically sense Philip breathing down my neck to see what I was writing. Probably to tell me how he got his answer.
What I actually wrote was: Math is ugh. This is basic basic basic basic. I have been doing this since the first grade!! I MISS TRIGONOMETRY., with the emphasis on Trigonometry which I never really liked. I made sure he saw it.
Ha, that should fix him.
chapter three: that is my whistle, do not blow it
Now I am home, tired out from gym gassers. Gosh my legs hurt. And I have to take that test tomorrow. What will happen to me?? I have friends now.
My mother dearest's bugging me to get off the computer and review my Math. As if!! Like Adrie very wisely and unassumingly said, "That is my whistle, do not blow it". Meaning it is my problem, do not bother with it. I am almost sure I'll pass. Tests here are very easy. But what am I going to do in Grade 10? I'm really enjoying 9.
Oh maybe I'll just blow that later.
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Thursday, January 10, 2008
SCHOOL PICTURE
I T ` S M E E E E E . ;P
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Sunday, December 30, 2007
[ between a rock and a hard place ]
2007 est presque fini et je pense que le moyen il est l'heure de changer.
De sorte que moyen de force
Au revoir Blogger.
It's kinda hard letting go of all the memories, but I won't be shutting this down. I just don't feel like this blog is up to my needs anymore.
So goodbye, possibly forever...
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Saturday, December 29, 2007
[ dear people, ]
HELLO HELLO!
SORRY FOR THE ALL CAPS
BUT I AM SO EXCITED!
I'M MOVING ALL MY GEORGIA STUFF TO MULTIPLY (BUT NOT JUST YET)
I HAVE MORE NEWS, AND PICS [SVEN, ROBBIE, DAVE & ALL THE OTHERS] AS WELL!!! SPECIAL THANKS TO MY TEXAN FRIEND LIZZIE [FROM
WE ♥DAVE the LAUGH] FOR HALF OF THEM :)
FILMING IS FINISHED (HAS BEEN FOR A WHILE NOW, HAHA, BUT THEN I DON'T UPDATE THIS ANYMORE)
AND I WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO GET TO SPEAK LAST NOVEMBER WITH A CERTAIN PERSON WHO IS IN THE FILM.
DECEMBER HAS BEEN SO HECTIC!
I JUST HOPE THEY'RE GOING TO SHOW
AT+FFS IN NORTH AMERICA BECAUSE THERE HAS BEEN NO RELEASE DATE AS OF YET.
ANYWAYS...CHECK OUT
THE STIFF DYLANS' MYSPACE (YES THEY ARE A REAL BAND WHO SHALL BE BIG NAMES SOON!) WHERE YOU CAN SEE GEORGIA, ROBBIE & DAVE PARTYING
HAHA
I SO AM JUMPING IN MY CHAIR :)
CAN'T WAIT TILL JUNE, WILL KEEP YOU UPDATED ON MY MULTIPLY IN THE MEANTIME. LINKS POSSIBLY WITHIN THE NEXT WEEK.
TILL THEN
MUCH LOVE,
CHLOE xx
OH, AND P.S. ACCORDING TO LIZ, THE NINTH BOOK IS GOING TO BE CALLED...STOP IN THE NAME OF PANTS! THERE MIGHT BE HOPE FOR DAVE AFTER ALL! HAHA :)
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Sunday, October 28, 2007
[ bye blogspot. ]
I am going on another one of my long-term hiatuses (hiatus? hiati?) so...see y'all later. Check my
Multiply for more posts and pics. Sorry, Blogger. I'm just not feeling it today. :(
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Tuesday, September 25, 2007
[ kill kill die die!!! ]
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Our school is having a
Mexico trip sometime in late 2007 / early 2008.
And a Europe trip too. Itenerary:
Florence, Verona, Tuscany, Venice, and the French Riviera.
Unfortunately I am not eligible as of yet.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I am stuck in a retreat in the SAME chapel we go to mass too...which is a short bus ride away.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
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Saturday, September 22, 2007
[ i hate my nose. ]
Do you want to know why?
It's because I've tanned again. In fact I am so tan that I have two white dots ON MY NOSE where my glasses rest.
Huhuhuhu :((
And the tops of my arms are brown too, but the bottoms aren't. I am a two-toned Oreo cookie.
Huhuhuhu :((
Labels: boredom
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
[ oh poo. ]
SCRATCH THAT LAST, GEORGIA HERE WE COME!!!
I STILL HATE ALICE THOUGH.
chLoe was here at: 4:53:00 PM
Sunday, September 16, 2007
[ georgia movie cancelled; alice on the way ]
Yeah well, I may be a little late on the news but as of mid-August the upcoming Georgia Nicolson movie based on Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging has been cancelled due to lack of funds. :'(
Another upcoming movie will be about the life of Alice McKinley (another of my four gallies, after Georgia and Alice McLeod and Angelica Cookson Potts). It is currently in pre-production and will star Alyson Stoner [Cheaper by the Dozen; The Suite Life of Zack and Cody] as Alice and Lucas Grabeel as her brother.
Not a great choice casting, IMHO. Alyson does not look a thing like Alice and I doubt she will make a very good one, and Lucas Grabeel looks a lot younger than Lester. Besides, who can ever forget that Lucas is also known as Sharpay's accomplice in High School Musical? The casting has forever ruined my - and other girls' - images of the characters. Parker McKenna Posey [My Wife and Kids] as Elizabeth? Who ever said that Liz was black? Gwen is supposed to be, not Liz. If they wanted diversity they should've saved it for Gwen. The only person who looks perfect for the role is, to me, Bridgit Mendler as Pamela. Only she has short blond hair instead of long brown.
The movie is about Alice, Elizabeth and Pamela as 11-year olds - that's when the books started. In case you don't know, the Alice McKinley books total about 20 and are still counting. The author, Phyllis Reynolds Naylor, started it in the 80's. Since then, many young girls have been reading and growing up with Al (myself included) and to date we've been with her through five years. Alice is now 16.
The movie's based on the very first book Alice in Agony, but is called Alice Upside Down. It's set when we first met Al five years ago, when she was 11. So the book's pretty old - it was written in 1985 - and the movie version's been updated. I bet my bottom dollar it won't be anything like the original.
You see, that's what ruins everything. Millions of girls, some of them already mothers, have been with Alice for twenty years and many tears. They have a really good idea what she's like. They - we - know her and we feel like we're close friends or occasionally, that we are her. And then WHAM, this new movie comes along, and the concept of Alice is totally ruined. From the change of title to the looks of the actors to the flow of the story, Alice is different. It is nothing like what we've always known. They might call her Alice McSomething for all we care. I hope this movie is going to be cancelled as well. Or, at the very least, recast.
But there is no hope for that, as they are halfway through. Alice fans UNITE!!! Do not watch the movie!!!
Huh. Well. Now that there's an upcoming (blah-sounding) Alice McKinley movie, an upcoming (cancelled) Georgia Nicolson movie, and a currently airing (mediocre) Alice McLeod series on Canadian TV, all we need to see is Angelica Cookson Potts made into something. It better be good after all the disappointment.
Labels: boredom
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Thursday, September 06, 2007
[ british boys... ]
...really seem to be the best/most good-looking fish in the big blue sea of life (for me that is). Hmm I may be going a bit boy-crazy but I blame that on the atmosphere. I mean there are a lot of white guys here who are really umm, "gorgey and hot", the best being Brits (but I have yet to see a real live one). I say this not because I've been reading the Confessions of Georgia Nicolson (although yes, that is what made me remember) but because it is a fact. Or maybe because I have been deprived of white boys all my life. But whatever, British accents are really endearing. And so white guys + British accents = HOTNESS!! (I hate talking like this but sadly it is true. Well maybe not always since Prince William is a fairly ordinary-looking bloke save the fact that he is British and a prince, which would only add to his dreamboat factor. But if I didn't know him and passed him on the street I wouldn't even look twice. Unless of course he spoke. That would merit a second glance. But of course, I know he is a prince, so he is on my British Boy list. And besides I don't know anybody who isn't a celebrity who also happens to be from the U.K.)
PRESENTING...THE LIST OF CHOSEN ONES!! Click to enlarge.
Number One is, of course, the one and only, and probably the most famous, His Royal Highness William Arthur Philip Louis Windsor, Prince of Wales!! (Also known as Wills, Willy, Wombat, Dreamboat Willy, Billy the Basher, the Prince of Wails and His Naughtiness). Go Wills!!
Coming in close second, hmm I can't decide who so this will be in no particular order, the Potter lads. First, my ex-crush, Tom Felton (who is now a little on the skinny side and not so hot anymore, feed the boy!!);
the redheaded Rupert Grint (looks better than Ron does);
and also Robert Pattinson (from two years ago).
My other ex-crush, William Moseley aka Peter Pevensie;
Ed Speleers aka Eragon;
and finally my newest boiiiiii
ALEX PETTYFER!!!!!!! I forgot all about him 'til I saw that he's a Dave the Laugh-to-be (ooer) and we all know that I have the cosmic horn for this fictional character. So hadihahahahaha.
I guess I never mentioned it but this is not the first I have seen (and heard and liked) about Alex. In fact when I saw the poster for
Stormbreaker last year I immediately thought ooooo scrumboes and I did not even see the movie! I will cease Georgia-speak for now 'til we find out for sure. He looks almost exactly like I imagined Dave before I remembered he had ginger hair!! And that is a big thing. Whoever plays Georgia is a lucky lucky ducky girl (hmm let's see, a Sex God, a Luuurve God and the double cool with knobs Dave who is also a laugh!) plus she gets to BE Georgia! I am green with envy (or maybe it is because of pickles). Let's just hope, like
beekee said, that SHE BETTER BE GOOD. As good as the British boys look (just think, all that unmined treasure!!) *snortsnort*
THE END!
P.S. Alex is a chest barer?! No really!! Type Alex Pettyfer in
Photobucket and see what you get. Make sure no one's looking over your shoulder or it might be mistaken for...you know. Hairy underarms.
Labels: boredom, boys
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007
[ what the?! ]
Where is my proper Clustrmaps thingy?! Why are there only two visits?! Hello?!
Oh no don't tell me. They "upgraded" my version. I've had it for A YEAR now and they made the new one a while back so WHY NOW?! Not when I've got a lot of visits already! WHY WHY WHY???????
Labels: boredom
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Monday, August 27, 2007
[ in eight days, i will be walking the hallways of pope john paul ii catholic secondary school. hooray me! ]
For the second time in a row I woke up at 7 AM. Today's occasion: go to school!!!!
But nooooo. Not yet. First I ate breakfast (duh). I was not up for rice. Then I took a bath (also duh) which I also did not feel like doing but had to because we had to go meet the principal. After debating on what to wear I chose my favourite brown long thing with the bolero which I have worn a million times on a million important occasions and denims. Also sandals. While I was doing that the song "When the Saints Go Marching in" crept into my head. I do not know why.
First me and the fam went to St. Martin de Porres School to see about my sis (who's going to seventh grade btw) but the principal wasn't there. Me and my sisters explored. It looks like what you see in movies only we were stuck to kindergarten classrooms 'cause we couldn't go up since the school is closed.
Then after the principal failed to arrive we went to MY SCHOOL!!!!!!!!! It's shaped in a P and is a bus ride and a short (meaning long) walk away. How nice in winter.
Met up with the VP and decided on which courses to take. Went with Arielle which is still unfair but I have to get used to and talked about which ones we wanted (not the same as much as possible). There was another girl there, a blonde, who took a look at what we were doing which was filling up forms and asked us if we were transfering schools. I said we just moved to Canada, continued to write, then when confused asked
"What's Integrated Technology?" She took the book and explained
"Take a look at the grade ten and eleven courses and if you'd like to take these" - indicating tech courses - "you have to start with Integrated Technology."
Oh.
Then I wrote again, Visual Arts first choice, Integrated Tech second, Business third, Drama fourth, Music fifth. I know I took piano but I suck at reading notes and besides, I'm out of practice and if they make me sing they'll be putting themselves in danger of perforated eardrums.
To make conversation I asked, "Are you transfering here too?"
"Pardon?"
"Are you transfering here too?"
"No, I have an interview. I'm going to be teaching religion."
Oh wow! And my next question was going to be "What grade are you in?"
I hope she'll be my teacher. If she gets accepted anyway. She's really nice and really pretty (fashionably dressed, non-acned, and young). Better watch out for boys! I actually thought she was seventeen or something.
VP called us back and made conversation with the parentals (I am going back tomorrow for guidance counseling and uniform-buying), then we went. I said to the nice blonde who I hoped was going to be my teacher that it was nice to meet her and she said good luck. I can't believe it, I really did think she was a teenager. She must at least be twenty-one. I didn't catch her name but oh well. See her in religion class!
Went back to St. Martin and got my sister's records straight. Then went with Dad and Arielle to the library, where I'm at now.
See ya! Belated post later on the really great day in Brampton! Hey, I am making good progress and meeting lots of new people. The BOMB!!!!!
Labels: canada, school
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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
[ why i want my life to be in the chick lit section. ]
Hahahaaa. I am seriously getting addicted to chick lit. I can't help it. I've got nothing else to do and the next best thing is be somebody else somewhere living a life.
Today I went to a beach in Texas. Oh yeah adik talaga. I wish it could happen to me, go on a vacation with my friends, party a little, meet some guys. The life, mehn. But at the rate I'm going I'll be doing exactly that in fifteen years (yeah, fifteen, when I'm twice my age now). When I'll probably have my own kid. I haven't even gone to the spa yet, with my mom or anyone else. Omaygulay am I that pathetic? I swear when I have a daughter, that spa sessions will be our bonding activity. I will not be one to pass up such an opportunity, even if it comes when I'm thirty. In fact I would LOVE to have a facial, get a massage and such, all while feeling like a...female.
I want that.
I also want my life to be like the books. It can be predictable I know, but it's so exciting. I wish my parents would be more hands-off. I wish I were more confident. I wish I could have anything I want. I wish I could update my wardrobe. I wish I were popular. I wish I related with my family better. I wish I wasn't this lazy. I wish...
Read chick lit if you haven't. And then ramble on like I'm doing.
Labels: chick lit, summer
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Saturday, August 11, 2007
[ the geography of girlhood ]
I've just finished reading this book called The Geography of Girlhood. It looked like a good book when I went searching for summer reads online and I was wondering why it got great reviews from everybody. So I borrowed it.
The synopsis tells about a girl named Penny who is ready to find her way in the world, but has to confront the complicated truths of life and what it means to be a girl stumbling towards adulthood without a map.
Under the cover were reviews from co-chick lit writers such as Sarah Dessen, Ann Martin, Deb Caletti, and E. Lockhart. Plus one from actress Julia Stiles - "A beautifully written, perceptive take on growing up. I only wish this book had been around when I was a teenager." In short, all of them were good reviews. So I decided to check the author out, and got a big shock: Kirsten Smith is the co-writer of the screenplays of movies such as Legally Blonde, Ella Enchanted, 10 Things I Hate About You (which I must admit, and if you cared enough to look, is one of my favourite movies, and also one in which aforementioned actress Julia Stiles acted), and She's The Man (look at one of my oldest posts - I watched that movie with my friends and loved it! So many good memories...)
I was really into it now. I opened the book and began to read. By now I was aware it was free verse, not what I was expecting and not one in which I was particularly interested, but it had caught my attention and I was going to go through with it.
The book started when Penny was fourteen and ended when she was seventeen. During those four years she had to deal with the ups and downs of her crazy life - being unpopular, drifting away from her friends, being the sister of the Queen Bee, being a late bloomer, and all the stuff us girls have to cope with.
The Geography of Girlhood was easy to relate to, simply written, but captured the essence of what it is to be a girl growing up unguided. Of course I'm not seventeen yet and am not about to go running off with the bad boy, but you and me, we could almost be Penny. Here's a verse I particularly liked:
When you're fourteen,
you look good only once a week
and it's never on the day of the dance.
Fourteen is going to bed at night
and wishing you could wake up with a new face
or a new dad or better yet,
a new life
that doesn't look anything
like this one.
And then there is this thing we always wonder about:
Funny how the things you ask for
you never get
And the things you don't,
you always do.
And these things we wish we were:
Basic Stupid Wish List #27
I wish I was this
I wish I was that
I wish I was thin
I wish I was fat
I wish I was Skyler
I wish I was Jean
I wish I was sexy
I wish I was mean
I wish I was beautiful
I wish I was tall
I wish Bobby loved me
But it's a pipe dream, that's all.
If any member of the opposite sex is reading this, you've just gotten an inside look on the mind of a girl. Because gentlemen, that's how it is.
Labels: chick lit
chLoe was here at: 4:03:00 PM
Saturday, August 04, 2007
[ tamaditis ]
Yan tawag ng mom ko kasi lagi kaming tinatamad. "Tamad-itis" para bang sakit.
Yes I know.
PIPOOOOOOOOOOL, SINCE TINATAMAD AKONG MAGSULAT (AND I UPDATE MY MULTIPLY MORE NOW) PLEASE GO TO AFOREMENTIONED SITE. CONTACTS, YOU KNOW WHERE. NON-CONTACTS, IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND, ASK ME. OR ELSE SORRY NALANG SA INYO. THANK YOU.
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