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16 September 2009
Must. Create. Post
My problem is that I don't have a problem because I am nothing out of the ordinary. Not too smart to get into things, not too un-smart to get into other things, not too fucked up to be ruined, not too close to anyone to really feel the another person, which is why I am never betrayed nor fought with. I don't believe people are scared to fight me, don't you believe that, but in raelity it's just because I've never done anything. (Yes, I believe that fighting and disagreement are essential, healthy even.) I've never had the courage to speak up about the things that mattered or the things that required my opinion, just the mindless reminders, the mind - numbing bullshit they make me say. Yes, I know, it's my own damn fault. Do you ever feel like shit, the rotten kind? Like you can't do anything about it? Or like you feel more like shit because you're too lazy too get off your goddamned sorry ass and actually do something about it? Yup. I'm that kind of person. I'm the kind of sad dork who people just talk to because they want to ask or borrow something, or whatever the hell it is they want. Haaaa. I sound like that hypocritic fool who uses English too much. I'm sorry. to you, dearest reader/s (if anyone even reads this piece of green garbage). Labels: anger, boohoopickuptwo, braincrap, drama, i'm ba-ack, in boredom, rants, weaknesses
31 August 2009
IT IS I!
HA!
"The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on." - Robert Bloc
hihihi. Labels: quotes
I Vanna
Wants 2009 (Joel Madden and his) Shades Actual wayfarer glasses a nice leather (synthetic) jacket, no pins Flannel Shirt A cap, notice the shade part Labels: wants
19 August 2009
Tunay Na Lalake
05 August 2009
SKINS!
Love, love, love, la-la-la, love, love, love! I'me telling you, the series is a beaut! WATCHHHHHHHHH WARNING: do NOT watch with adults or little kids. Labels: good shit, skins, suggesting123, TeeVee
22 April 2009
VIDEO
Labels: JoanoPark
Mm-hmm#1
I'm Twittering about.
Well, not about anyting, really. Just, "about" like hangin'. FOLLOW MEEEEE! (?) http://twitter.com/itssamgonzales Labels: the inter-web, twitter
Ahhhh, Summer
SUMMER UPDATES ARE DUE! Well, I've been going to AHEAD on Saturdays, reviewing for the SAT's, learning new things, trying to remember the things I've already "learned" and making a fool out of myself most of the time in Maths, if do say so myself. I'm really disappointing. Anyway, continuing my sessions this Saturday. What next? I finally found a book by Ellen Hopkins, IMPULSE! Beautiful and depressing. Read it if you like! The book is about three teenagers who are in a mental institution. The author tells their dark life stories wrapped in shame, depression and secret through beautiful verses. Went to Anvaya Cove with EVERYBODY. Ha ha. Cousins and parents and titas and titos and lolas. Fun and pretty exhausting. Pictures are unavailable. Went to Anvaya Cove with nuclear family fo Easter. Had a great time though the heat was utterly despicable. Gosh darn it. ONE HIGHLIGHT OF SUMMER: JZONE (Jesus' Zone) EXPOSED Summer Camp with teenagers from CCF Malolos. The people with absolutely friendly and nice! The retreat was held in Tagaytay in a span of three fun and memorable days. Met a lot of nice people, made new friends, got connected with spiritual self, forgot to bring shorts, ate nice tasting, refillable food, swam in the midnight, played in one amazing race, actually participated in singing, had an intense singing session (of one hour), got addicted to taking pictures with somebody else's camera and learned a lot about myself, others and well, God. The next day, went to the Diamond hotel for Mum's conference where Belly and I failed to meet. Damn that. AND LAST HIGHLIGHT: I am studying electrical guitar! HOORAY. Bummer, Mom won't let me use my OWN money to buy actual guitar. I mean, I know she wouldn't buy me one even if it will be for my birthday, and I'm not even asking for it because I know they think that my musical interest is just a fad though I've been guitar-ing for four years now, proving that it is an actuall interest. How the heck can I practice? Sheesh . Labels: Summer, Tagaytay Adventures |