March 2010
Grades are out and I have mixed emotions.
On one hand, I should be thankful. I don’t have to quit school. LONG STORY.
On the other hand. I am a B student. I am mediocre. I am disappointed at myself.
I should still be thankful.
“Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness...”
– Robert Fulghum (via writingsarah) (via quote-book)
I just wanna hold her hand, be her man I wanna...
I want to be six again.
talkaboutspoonable:
To Whom it May Concern: I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult, in order to accept the responsibilities of a 6 year old. The tax base is lower. I want to be six again. I want to go to McDonald’s and think it’s the best place in the world to eat. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make waves with rocks. I want to think M&Ms are better...
All P's.
I’m still scared, though. Still so very scared.
“Human beings can lose their lives in libraries. They ought to be warned.”
– Saul Bellow (via bunnymitford) (via quote-book)
“White clouds on black skies.
I wonder how the moonlight
will paint you...”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott) (via quote-book)
There are some people I do not need in my life.
It’s time to filter them out, methinks. One by one.
I’m sorry if you’re part of that list. But self-righteous people have no place in my world. No place at all.
Call me a bitch, go ahead. But at least I’m not fake.
SCARED.
Shitless.
I was better. I know I was.
Oh sige, while I’m here.
It’s summer. This means I have no papers to edit, because there is no school for people to make papers for. And I have no papers to write, because it’s summer nga eh. No school nga eh, kulit.
I need a writing/editing job. Not a job-job. Kahit make me do an article for something or other, or if you have any papers for your summer classes you want me to...
GREAT. I have a Tumblr. HAHA :|
