o-hooo~ catchy title. hehe... anyways... these are solely based upon my experiences and observations. you may or may not agree with them but i hope i can enlighten some of you in anyway. i've written some points on a piece of paper a week ago -but i lost it. so these are what i recall.
- if you see her anywhere you go, it's probably because of the so-called fate or that she wants you to think that it is
- she gives you gifts. even if the girl is very nice, some don't spend time giving -or making- a guy one. except when you're her close/best friend or someone REALLY close.
- when you talk to her -let's say inside a jeepney- she smiles even when she's not looking at you. the type that smiles even though there's nothing funny. it's coz of you, bro. haha
- she acts either extremely quiet or extremely hyper-active... just observe her when she's with her friends, you'd see the difference when you're around.
- she'd take classes in the same building you're in. if she can.
---- that's all i remember so far.
ideas usually come to me when i'm not in front of the computer so i tend to write them down. the problem is, i often forget where i put that piece of paper.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
tips for guys
just had a thought: guys should reallt start reading shoujo manga. there's lots of ideas there on how to woo a girl. girls are suckers for those things... hahahaha. the idea is to be as sweet as possible.
last mid-march incident
last friday, i was doing overtime to make up for all those hours lounging instead of making my thesis works. judy came and spend her whole afternoon talking to me while i worked. france was beside me.
eventually -it's even more of an inevitability than an eventuality- our topic became about you-know( well, some of YOU know). specifically, the moment from mid-march this year.
i can still recall the sound of judy's frustrated voice as she told france her side of THAT story (it slipped my mind that i only told france the first part of it).
well, judy kept on saying, "sayanga jud adto, kar. ni-ingon bya jud mi nga nagcge syag lingi nimo. as in, tutuk jud cya! sayanga jud! aaaggghhhh... ngano wa man ka ni lingi?" (it was really a missed chance. we told you that he was staring at you the whole time. aaaggghhhh... why didn't you turn around?) or something like that.
the answer to her question: i was scared. as bella said,"i make the cowardly lion look like the terminator." well said. i'm exactly like that. it's only in my head that i can live through killing those annoying people. >:3
i have long forgotten about the what-ifs of that day. it's only now that i'm reminded. don't get me wrong, i'm not trying to forget; i just don't want to remember. it's just a reminder that i was given the chance to finally do something; openly offered. OPENLY. yet, i was stubborn, and afraid, to look back. literally.
there's never a day that i would wonder what would have happened if i did look back. but... it's my fault so i shouldn't dwell on it too much. it's my fault. my fault... sorry
eventually -it's even more of an inevitability than an eventuality- our topic became about you-know( well, some of YOU know). specifically, the moment from mid-march this year.
i can still recall the sound of judy's frustrated voice as she told france her side of THAT story (it slipped my mind that i only told france the first part of it).
well, judy kept on saying, "sayanga jud adto, kar. ni-ingon bya jud mi nga nagcge syag lingi nimo. as in, tutuk jud cya! sayanga jud! aaaggghhhh... ngano wa man ka ni lingi?" (it was really a missed chance. we told you that he was staring at you the whole time. aaaggghhhh... why didn't you turn around?) or something like that.
the answer to her question: i was scared. as bella said,"i make the cowardly lion look like the terminator." well said. i'm exactly like that. it's only in my head that i can live through killing those annoying people. >:3
i have long forgotten about the what-ifs of that day. it's only now that i'm reminded. don't get me wrong, i'm not trying to forget; i just don't want to remember. it's just a reminder that i was given the chance to finally do something; openly offered. OPENLY. yet, i was stubborn, and afraid, to look back. literally.
there's never a day that i would wonder what would have happened if i did look back. but... it's my fault so i shouldn't dwell on it too much. it's my fault. my fault... sorry
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