majority rules

Damn, time passes by so quickly. I barely even remember March. What have I been doing all this time?

I actually like being home alone.  I feel so relaxed and calm.  It’s like, nothing can depress me or bug me.  I can live with myself right now.

 If I could, I wouldn’t anyways.  I’ve come to like my name.  I used to not like it, and planned to change it… but not anymore.  I love my name and the many nicknames the comes with it ;)

it feels like you’re starting to lose someone important in your life? Yeah, I’ve been feeling exactly like that recently. I’ve been trying to get noticed but I guess I wasn’t that important to them to begin with…

itsonlyvivian:

Don’t treat me like a baby. I hate that.

1.  >.>
2. ughs.
3. *gags*
4. |:
5. D:<

yeah, i know right?  people these days…

eveelyn:

are not afraid to show they like you. I honestly kinda don’t like the shy guys. Like for example when I guy tells me he likes me and doesn’t show it. I mean, oh okay. I’m sorry but I don’t find you boyfriend material. I like the guys who show they like me by always hitting me up, saying hi, giving me hugs, playing with me. Oh thats some boyfriend material right there! Well all I’m saying is that I really don’t like that much of shy guys.

While everyones is like:

I’m like:

It’s either you’re there for me or you’re not. Simple.

There are some things that I can’t talk about in my life. It’s to the point where I can’t even say it out loud or even think about it. If it’s a person, I do whatever it takes to not say their name and whenever I hear it, I sort of cringe inside. If it’s something that happened, it never happened. I wish my life was perfect, lived with no regrets but there are blocks in my life that I can’t relive anymore. I’ve shoved those memories in the back of my head so I can’t reach them anymore…

Confession: Nobody, like no one, knows which parts of my life are taboo. That’s understandable, considering the fact that I don’t even talk about them at all. If anyone mentions any of them, I just have to bear with it.

I feel like I’m stuck in one spot and everyone’s passing by me. They keep moving on, leaving me behind and there’s nothing I can do to move…

micheeelley:

primeval:

homosexuelle:

Along with many MANY others who probably wont get any recognition.

 ):

 I’m gonna talk about a person, a human being.  Not family-related at all.  There are a lot of people who I can’t live without.  So I decided to talk about this chickadee, cause I can. LOL. I haven’t known this person long, which might be opposite of what other people think.  I’m gonna talk about my sismo, my best friend and that chick i’m always with. LOL.

yes, I’m talking about Darlene Maui Fontanilla.  I keep forgetting her middle name, nbd. haha.  I’ve known her since grade 7, but we weren’t close at all.  Apparently we met when I randomly asked for some of her mangos, LOL.  I’m so cool that my first impression was awkward ;) ehe.  This chick, mhan.  I feel so awkward talking about her right now cause… idk, it just is.  We’re close, thats for sure.  She’s an exception to so many things.  I rarely get annoyed at her and I’m happy to have her as my friend.  I remember the good ol’ days when we were just chilling at her house eating fries and chips like fatties.  We’re better now, we chill at her house eating noodles and rice and stuff now ;D LOL.  I swear, I’m so comfy around this chick.  I can tell her so many things and vice versa.  Without her, I don’t know what the heck my life would be like.  Can’t lie about that.  I love this chicka <3

I’m really clumsy. Like, it’s almost sad. I admit it cause I know I am. I’m clumsy with myself.. like, I can hurt myself with almost anything in the world. I actually thought about posting about this when I hit my head on my sunglasses. And honestly, I accidentally hurt myself in the stupidest ways possible. I remember one time when I was playing with my home phone and hit myself in the eye… I remember falling when I was just standing… I remember hitting a wall when I was turning a corner and was clearly looking at it… I remember stubbing my toe when I was going to hug someone… I remember tripping on the flat part of the sidewalk, three times in a row. Yeah, the list goes on and on and oooon. Bottom line is, I’m just freaking clumsy.

An idea pops up in my head and I’m so ready to post it up on tumblr but when I actually start writing, it becomes something else. I don’t know why, but that always happens… I always end up talking about some next subject that’s sorta related to my original idea but not really. I actually don’t know why I’m talking about this right now, but I am. LOL, COOLBEANS ;)

there are a lot of things that are misunderstood about me. I know that. Trust me, I do. I know that I’m a bitch and I’m mean. I don’t get along with a lot of people and I always push people away. I’m selfish, inconsiderate, untrustworthy and rude. Let me ask you something though… Do you know me? You know my name and my friends and some of the stuff I’ve done, but do you actually know me. Do you know my life story or what I’ve been through, what I was forced to go through? No, I didn’t think so. Before you judge or wonder why I act the way I do, think about how little you actually know me. Maybe then, I won’t seem so bad.

1. the one i pray to every night
2. my best friend
3. my neighbour/”nanay”
4. my “tatay,” even if he’s no tatay ;p
5. those random people i hang out with ;) LOL.

I’m not that happy with a lot of people actually. I’m glad that I have these people though

The tighter, the better. -That’s what she said- But anyways, I love tight hugs. I think their the best. Like, I don’t care if it looks like your freakin suffocating me. Unless you are, then you should stop. But I feel comfiest in a tight hug, that’s why I always hug people tightly. If I hug you tight, I either don’t want to let go or I just need that comfort. Well, that’s how I’ve always looked at it…

Does that mean I have a lot of money?  No.  Does that mean I have a lot of things? No.  Does that mean I lose my money?  Wth, No.  Does that mean that I only spend my money on myself?  Def not.  I actually have a really bad habit of using my money on other people.  I buy them food, stuff, etc etc.  I pay for things, for them.. but do I expect anything back?  No.  That’s why I’m broke all the time.  LOL.  My money goes to all of my friends and my family.  They may not realize it but I barely go shopping.. heck, I barely go to the mall.  There was this one text I got from my friend one day when I said I was gonna buy something for myself, she said “Good. You rarely buy yourself something anyways. What are you getting?”  That’s when I thought about where all my money was going…

noonecurr:

lyka-:

“Juan wants to buy 30 pounds of candy-“

“Jimmy, Jack, and Joanna want to split the fare to fly to Africa for the day—”

“I had 10 chocolate bars. I ate 9 of them. What do I have now?”

DIABETES, MAYBE?

THIS. ^^

I don’t go out as often as other teenagers. I like having a small group of close friends. I don’t mind being alone. I like staying at home. I like being curled up in bed, with a good book or watching random videos on YouTube. I like having time to myself…

I just thought about it.. I don’t surround myself with people. Maybe that’s what keeps me the way that I am. Maybe, that’s what keeps my current mindset. Maybe all that time alone is what makes me, me. I don’t do drugs, I don’t drink or smoke or hook up. I’m different from the “typical” teenager. I’m still a bit conservative and I’m really not the kind of person who longs for attention. I still have the mind of a little kid but that’s okay.. I like it that way.

I get frustrated easily. It doesn’t bother me much.. it just makes me jittery or whatever. Like, I feel like hitting something or kicking or stuff like that. I can handle it, that’s not a problem, it’s just that I focus so much on it that everything else that I’m supposed to be thinking about gets jumbled up in my head. That’s why I make little notes to myself and write little reminders on my hand a lot ;)

The Loner - Giant Pandas in the Wild: Pandas are loners. Although they appear to have been carnivorous at some point in their evolution, they adapted to eating only plants – and only bamboo – but retain a solitary nature unlike other herbivores. They keep a small territory and don’t wander too far. They also don’t have rigid schedules, eating, sleeping and playing whenever and wherever the mood strikes them. The Giant Panda Breeding and Research Base points out, however, that over 50% of a panda’s day is spent eating, over 40% is spent sleeping, so whatever is left over is devoted to play.

Thirsty Pandas: Pandas love water and make their homes near a water source. Pandas sometimes over-drink and act drunk making it even more beloved by the Chinese people as legends surround why the panda does this.

Playful Pandas: Pandas are playful and not the least bit aggressive. Mountain dwellers have reported them mischievously getting into their homes and playing with kitchen pots and pans and then discarding them in the woods later on. They’ve also been known to befriend domestic animals such as a sheep or pig and sleep and eat together with them.

Shy Miss Panda: Chinese people nickname the Panda “Miss Panda” since they often exhibit shy, even coy, behavior such as covering its face with a paw or ducking its head when confronted by a stranger.

;) We could be twins or something. Both fat, lazy, loners, love to sleep and eat, a bit stupid, really cute (ehe.) and act based on their mood. Ohyeah.

Can someone tell me how to do that? LOL. I’ve been wondering for a while now ;p