And how I have been carried away too deep by my fantasies. How I have broken my rule on love to not live with daydreams and hopes which I always tell my friends to avoid them having a broken heart to mend. How could have I done that and I didn’t even see myself getting too involved with this impossible thing I have been living on in my dreams. I don’t even have the right to curse you but how could you? I know you already know and I know you think this is the right way to do. You do not practice what you preach, bitch. And that post that was originally meant for anyone else but you will now be all for you. One year more until the end of you. I will never look into you eyes again, ever. I hate you and I hate myself even more.
I have thoughts lining up before I make this blog but I was two things: 1) Too lazy to type it on my laptop 2) Still waiting for my WordPress Apple app to finish downloading so here I am at a loss for words and having early signs of Alzheimer’s which for the love of beautiful and precious moments, I wish I will never have.
Okay, so I tweeted about me not liking books having to male characters fighting over the lead female character because I hate seeing the other guy win! I have been reading this book for almost 2 hours and I’m halfway through it but the guy I’m rooting for – Reid Alexander – who, basically is a good guy disguised as a bad guy – personalities which I usually like for men and neither am I proud of it nor embarassed about it. So there, the other guy here has already kissed Emma! But I am firm with my belief that this Graham guy has ulterior motives and Emma is not as *insert suitable adjective here” as I expect female lead characters to be. The 2 POVs in one chapter strategy is not working for me too.
I barely remember anything I wanted to blog so here are some of the things I might have actually thought of earlier.
– This reminds me of Awkward which will be airing again on the 16th of April!!! Team Rosati (although the one I’m rooting for here is kind of the Matty McKibben one)
– I needed air to breathe for Henry (Teddy Altman’s instant husband) died and I have never realized how much I liked this guy until he died. Which makes me think now… Does this apply to real life? I mean realizing you actually can live with the person whom you thought was the most annoying creature on Earth?
– I missed blogging so I’m filling the pages in.
– We’re going somewhere tomorrow and I don’t want to. And I hope we get there safely if my parents ever decide on going. But I don’t want to. Period.
And after more than half an hour, I finally remembered what I was supposed to blog about. I am thankful for the creators and the mind behind Adobe Digital Editions because I have been itching to start reading books again but unfortunately (which is a real misfortune for me but what can I do? He has the authority and I owe my whole life to him), my father has his hands glued to my device which I previously used to read .epub formatted files but yay to this application! I can now read books on my lappy (dyslexia alert, I typed in pally before changing it to lappy my gosh!) without the crappy .pdf formats in Adobe Reader. That is just about it and I’m now on chapter 21 and Reid has touched Emma’s lips to his in a not-so-romantic way that I expected but to think, Graham’s approach was a little bit too agressive as well. Team Reid all the way! Good night! 😘
** and I’m sad Henry died in Cristina’s OR but I’m happy Zola’s back to stronger than before couple MerDer ad woohoo I bet that move by Ben Warren had Miranda Bailey’s emotional barricades melt away! 😍
So that I should have never left you. I could have fought for you even harder. Or if the problem’s really not with me, I could have at least been given a warning. By then, I should have been really over you. Not that I’m not. But those who say they’re totally over someone are those who have actually not moved on. So, I’m still in the process and I know I’m never coming back to you. If you have just sang me this song, I would have stopped checking your page a long time ago. If you sang me this song, you will never have a place here on my blog. I miss you but I’m not longing for you. I miss you but I’ve learned enough. I miss you but I’m not missed by you. The problem is with me. You never sang me this song.
You are my childhood dream, those that I watch on my television screen. You are whom I dreamed of having for years, you are to grant my every single wish. I have yet to be your Timmy Turner but never will I be. You are my Cosmo and Wanda, you are just close (or as far) as I can get to that boxed you.
May kanya-kanyang opinyon ang mga tao kaya pabayaan niyo nalang siya. Ate, hindi po pare-pareho ang estado ng mga tao sa buhay. Walang magulang ang gustong nahihirapan ang anak niya. Walang magulang ang titigil sa pagkayod hangga’t kaya pa. Meron pong mga panahong tinatawag na “hindi talaga kaya.” Kung nagmamalaki naman po pala kayo, edi magbigay nalang po kayo ng pera sa pamilya kaysa sa ipambayad niyo sa kuryente niyong ginamit sa pagpost nung mga sinabi mo. Ate, hindi ko alam kung namatayan ka na o hindi pero sana po malaman ninyo na kung ikaw po nawalan, comfort ang kailangan mo at hindi panghuhusga. Sa mga bashers naman po ni ate, alam niyo naman palang nagpapapansin na, bakit niyo pa pinapatulan? Matuto po tayong rumespeto ng pananaw ng iba dahil ang posts naman po nating lahat online ay nananawagan ng suporta at hindi paninira. Kung mali, edi mali. Para sa kanya tama yung ginagawa niya. Pero kung totoo ngang nagpapapansin lang siya, edi wag niyo nang pansinin para masupalpal siya. Hindi tayo magkakapareho ng opinyon, hindi tayo pare-parehong kayang makatulong, hindi tayong lahat kayang makaintindi sa nararamdaman ng naiwan niya pero pare-pareho tayong marunong magdasal.