“Don’t leave your keys unattended or else fail might happen, and bad lucks doesn’t make sense at all.”

These phrases left me hungry, not being online for around 5 hours, and had the worst fashion in life. Why? Here’s the story:

While I was riding together with family going to the barber shop on a sunny late afternoon, mother told the family that she has to go ahead of us because she’ll deal with something business-related. So we left her out. Now going there was just me and daddy. We just had a small talk, then laugh. Finally we reached the barber shop. He was trimmed first because he had reservation, and unfortunate for me, since my barber doesn’t like this reserve thing. And so his hair got trimmed. When there was a vacant barber, I had my turn. While he was having a massage by his favorite barber, and asleep, I’m having the cut. I planned for a 2×4 haircut (if you’re familiar with it). And it was started. Unfortunately electricity is so lame that when my sides were about to be trimmed, the brownout came. Now I look like an idiot. Imagine a decent person whose hair has been cut off like grass. Or not, try imagining me, left side trimmed while the other way untrimmed. Boo.

Yet an unexpected plan was made by them: to go somewhere for adults, and I don’t care where they are going. So I had no choice but to go together with them, dropping me off near the house, and off they go there. Yet there was one thing that we forgot to remember: keys to the house. Hell, there was no duplicates nor any other way of getting inside the house except the keys of course. So I was stucked outside the house, for 5 hours, without dinner, but just had a snack of french fries from Jollibee. I think that made me not that hungry anymore for the next few hours.

So I just stayed at my neighbor’s house, became like the owner and at least had fun with PSP. When mommy came home, she brought in not just one, but 5 kinds of meals. Yum. So I munched and munch until the wee hours of midnight.And finally, got back online and played my favorite games, then had my time together with PSP and with “Bro.”

We all have such experiences, and I think I’ll treasure this until I become old. And no, I’m not doing that thing they did, where it’s for “adults only”.

Till then,

JHizole, out.

“Some Day You’ll Cry For Me Like I Cried For You, Some Day You’ll Miss Me Like I Missed You, Some Day You’ll Need Me Like I Needed You, Some Day You’ll Love Me But I Won’t Love You”

Yes, I agree with that one. Thanks to you, “Chikita”, for making my heart ache as worse as I’ve expected. Thanks to you for at least making me happy for a point in time. Thanks to you for at least seldomly replying in my Plurks and not replying in my texts. And I thank you for one big thing:

”Pinaasa mo lang ako.”

Thanks for the misery and sadness you’ve brought to me. I now love you more because of it.

I don’t like to stay being sad since they said that when you’re sad/depressed, you would grow older that your age. I don’t like that to happen or else, everything might become worse.

Now let’s move on for some happy moments.

Thanks to you. I give my all-thanks to Denise, my one and only fwendship, for always being there despite of our distances in terms of location. Thanks to you, I’m now at least having myself the little happiness. Thanks to you for always replying in my Plurk and in my texts, even if some of them are corney. Thanks to you fortthe biggest thing you’ve done that I won’t forget:

“Being there in times of trouble and in need.”

Thank you thank you. Love you fwendship!~

As a reward, I might free you to a vacation to Japan, or if not, a trip to America will do.

And that’s making my post at least lively despite of what just happened.

I think this picture would describe me why am I single until now.

Hihihi. Well that should be for me, at least I’m now kinda happy and fine because of Denise.

Thanks To YOU.

Just like what the title says, oh well for me. Having a bad mood lately because of a thing that happened to a friend of mine. No, this is not related with the person I pointed out in my previous entry. This is a new one. Well, let’s hide her under the codename:

“Chikita.”

Chikita is well, a good person, an intelligent one, and a friendly type. She was a high schooler back then. Now college came. She’s in a dormitory right now. Well what can you expect from the dormitory? You’ll gain nothing. And temptations are there, waiting for a victim. Now, I don’t know for any reason why she gave in to the temptations. Lately she’s having bad scores in class. And she’s now doing vices like let’s say, drinking. As far as I know Chikita, she doesn’t drink. What I just don’t like to happen is that she’ll give in to the temptaion of smoke. When I say smoke, I mean smoking. It’s not a good thing to be done. So I want to help her at least, before everything ends up into waste. It’ll end up her studies and much worse: her life. And the bad thing is, Chikita is my crush ever since. And what I hate in girls is that they smoke, drink nor being the flirt type. I can accept when they flirt with fun, but in a serious thing, no way for me. I can still love her even if she will become a fail in school because of the subjects, but if it’s because of the vices, hell no. Dump to the trash can.

Leaving you guys a quote from St Augustine:

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

Oh well.

Jhizole, out.