hearts, kisses, chocolate, flowers, valentines and stuffs but not teachers

not long to valentine.
well some will be happy and excited..
and at the same time there will also be some people not so excited...

well myself,
i won't get my hopes too high....
the higher your hopes...
the more disappointed you'll be....

anyways,
i think maybe it's because of valentines day,
some off our teacher have been quite perky and high strung.
some little teensy weensy bit will just set their timer off..
they are like those time bombs that will explode at anytime...
a lot of teachers are like in a very bad mood....
maybe they are like mad at their husband....
or..
just mad that the students are receiving presents and not them...
they could also be mad that they have no one to celebrate valentines day...
so, warning to students!
be extra careful during these few days..
before and after valentines sad and upset teachers will appear.

to those with partners,
happy valentines.
and to those who haven't found their significant other,
i will also wish you happy valentines and kisses..
so that you could run off and show off to your friends that they are not the only one who gets sweet messages from their boyfriends....

anyways,

happy valentines.

Demons and Satan

Everyone has an angel and a demon inside....
I just realize that my angel is between a demon and a satan...
But my faith is still unshaken...
I know I may not go to heaven
And I won't be easily beaten 
For I have reawaken 
From my previous engagement.

I went to the silent graveyard...
Sat by a tombstone
And waited for the twilight zone
I was all alone
Staring at my phone
I might be waiting to hear my ring tone
But I knew what I had was all gone.

The chilly wind cut my face like a sharp knife....
You could hear the leaves rustling...
It was a quiet night,
No howling wolves or owls giving you those beady looks.
I just need a place to get away.
To let my mind rest in peace and quiet...
I felt comfortable in this cemetery.
It's like my own get away spa resort.

The moon is like my night light,
Just slightly above me,
Giving out a glow,
Not to bright,
But bright enough for me to explore my thoughts.
The tombstone I'm leaning on feels cool
And the grass is a bit moist.
Just the right position..
I'm comfy and cosy.
Time to see the result of the fight between Demons, Satan and Angel.

Problems we have

For starters,

This year is getting kinda old and stale.....

Things are not going as smoothly as everybody thought...

It's gonna be Hitler Nazi once again....

No place to stand and give an opinion....

Not even the slightest spot of idea....

What's this all about?

I'm in the Yearbook Committee...

And I'm suppose to be part of the design and layout group....

But,

It looks like they r taking over everything,

And I can only do what they tell me....

I'm part of the group and I should be involve with the discussion....

I should be able to decide and vote on the things which r best for the year book....

But right  now....

I don't feel like part of the group....

Like u r just asking me to do this n that...

I hv not done any fucking designing or any layout.....

I haven't even gave and opinion...

You'd say that I could've given my thoughts...

But let me ask you, 

Did you even gave me chance to say my idea?

I joined this group 

be coz I enjoy doing this kind of stuff...

But with a leader like you,

I don't think I could work with you.....

And with your group leader weaker than my strand of hair....

I think the group would soon fall apart....

Like a deck of badly stacked cards.....
I don't mean anything bad...
But we need a way to save this communist thinking.....
Stop this Nazi camp...
I am glad to give my opinion...
Even if you decide not to use it.....
But if u keep hogging all d stuff for ur own,
U r gonna break ur hands eventually.

Nothing is a problem...
Until the leader becomes the problem....
Then, it is a huge problem.

new year new me.. bullshit!

so, here it is.

new comers to show biz.

i started first day with a pop quiz.

which i finish it with ease...

today is 2014.

i'm becoming a teen.

because i'm eighteen.

i bought a bag of jelly bean

and gave it to an old friend named Eugene.

he gave me some caffeine,

and said that he got it out of a vending machine..

we finished it in the canteen.

the first day was ok.

when my boyfriend got me a cheese souffle...

but he told me he was going away

i asked: "USA?"

but he said: "Paraguay."

and added without delay.

he said don't be afraid

for he will be my fiance

he swept me of my feet

and promise he will not cheat

he advise me to complete

my college degree.

while waiting for him.

i love happy ending

and i hope his not pretending

and everything is really working...

and they are preparing for my big wedding.

problem?

what's your problem now?
do you have a f*cking problem?
i can honestly tell you that I hate you.
if you have a fucking problem with me, tell it to me.
or are you a coward?
you think that I like looking at you?
you know,
if it weren't for her,
i wouldn't even wanna be here at the first place.
i know you don't like me either,
so it's the best for us

well...
i've calm down and realize that what i wrote above is too strong and inappropriate.
so...
i'm gonna rephrase...
i'm not saying that i hate you...
it's like,
if you were on fire,
and i have a glass of water.
i'd rather drink it.
so..
yeah..
you'll get my point..

like a pro

i'm sitting at Starbucks drinking a cup of coffee and writing this post. 
i feel like a really pro blogger.
most of the movies show that people writing blog in a coffee house are pro.....
so i'm like in one of the movies now.
i've been sitting here for more than 3 hours.
looking at people come and go....
it's not like i don't have anything better to do,
but it's kinda interesting.

i've been looking at this women.
she came in like 30 minutes ago.
she has this really upset look
and her face is getting more impatient by the minute.
she was holding on to her phone and checking it every minute.
she looks like she's waiting for someone.....
she didn't buy any drinks or food
just sitting there like a fool...
i'm starting to rhyme again....
anyway she's still there.

 there's another couple from Korea, i think...
sitting beside me....
they keep looking over to my place...
they might think that this is a real blogger...
hahaha...
i'm losing my mind...
they don't talk a lot.
but they do they speak kinda loud...
i'm wearing my earpieace listening to a very noisy song
and i still can hear them talking...
he's eating a cake and licking hi fork every bite....
this is so gross......

there's another girl siting in front of me....
she's alone....
everyone is....
but you can see that some are quite lonely....
there's this guy,
he's sitting just beside the girl...
he has this sad sad look on his face...
i don't know what he saw...
but his face looks like he's about to cry....

i also see lots of people coming in a group
but ended up playing their own device....
some listening to songs...
some surfing internet...
most of them on facebook....
it's kinda sad.....
i see people's post on fb with who, at where, feeling happy...
but these people are actually sitting by your side scrolling the phones.
and you just tag those people in fb....
you are sitting face to face.....
but you are not talking...
what's the point of posting it on fb if you are not talking to each other??
or you just wanna show people that i'm not anti social...
i have friends..... and we hang out together.....
but in actual fact you just sit there together....
well if that's the case...
i'd rather come out by myself
sit in the cafe myself rather than with a bunch of friends on their phone...

we gotta spend more time talking....
like face to face not through chat and stuff...

we gotta appreciate our friends....
please....
phones and gadgets are gonna take over our lives soon.....

maybe i don't know

i don't know where am i,

but i surely don't miss your lies

sometimes i still miss your big brown eyes

cause when they look me in my eye,

my tongue gets tied,

brain goes white

and my stomach gets butterflies.

you could make my world reach the sky

but all you did was make me cry.

well Mr. Smart Guy,

i hope you are nearby 

cause i'm about to say good bye.

i can honestly say,

you blew me away

when you said you were gay.

you said you'd be amaze

that i'd still stay by your side.

i will never leave you

even if you're screwed.

but after you got a tattoo

of a guy name Hugh

i threw my shoe at you.

i guess this is it.

this is our split

i didn't throw a fit,

i didn't move a bit

i'm just gonna eat a banana split

and play in the kid's ball pit

till i get sick

and admit

you were just another misfit.