Ask Me "Why?"

I love letters: A, F, J, N/M, and R. Why?

Ask me WHY?

I'm making no sense right? I know. Anyway, I'll just have to pretend you have asked me: "why do you like these four letters?"

Here's my answer:
* Letter A - Almost all of the boys that were linked to me had letter A as their first letters in their names. :) But I don't consider it that special.

* Letter F - If you've read most of my posts, then there's no need for me to answer why do I like letter F, right? But if you haven't read my older posts, then here's my explaination. The letter F is the first letter of my childhood best friend. :) I'll need you to read my other posts so you'll further know why I like him. :))

* Letter J - J [jay],because almost all of my cousins' name starts with letter J. Like: John Paul, Jan Ruel, Judy Jane, Jasper Kenn, JR. And my brother's name also starts with J (John Michael)!

* Letter N/M - Well, My full name starts with these letters.

* Letter R - My High School section is R! :D I'm proud of it. ;P

I'm just sharing my random thoughts again.

A Semi-Good Day

Well, my day ended with a smile. You know what? My hope (hope because I didn't use the word wish) came true!

He called me awhile ago.

^^ Unfortunately, he called at the wrong time (I was annoyed when he called at that time). Even though we only talked for a few minutes, it was still fun! I really like his phone calls. :D

After our conversation, I cooked dinner (I like to cook!). While cooking dinner, my mom asked who called.

I answered: "it was Francis."

She said: "Oh, how is he? What did you talk about?"

"He's Fine. He just asked how was I and talked non.sense (as usual) He was with his cousin on the phone. They were trying to annoy me which didn't work. >:)" I said.

"You know what? I don't understand why if you two talk on the phone you're all noisy and those stuff. But when you'd meet in person, it's as if you don't know each other.." She said.

"Hey, that's not my fault. --" He's the one who should be blamed! He's shy on me! And I don't know why. He's always been like that since grade school." I answered.

"You're fond of him, aren't you?" She teased then walked away.

Yeah, we're fond of each other. What can I say? We've known each other for 8 years already! :DD I'm really proud of my childhood friend aren't I? I re.read my posts since two days ago, I realized, most of them are about us. ;)) haha. ;P

Atleast I'm wearing Underwear!

I'm lmao. ;DD As I browsed through my tumblr dashboard awhile ago, I saw a picture of Emma Watson being interviewed in a show (i forgot what show). The host showed her a photo of her slightly lifting the hems of her skirt which gave a full view of her panties in a public place. She laughed upon saying

Atleast I'm wearing underwear?!

. I was like: "OMG! sh*t.. HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

Just sharing. :) haha. ;P

Cinderella Story

I'm fond of reading fairy tales since I love them and I love the way they end: " Happily Ever After. " I even wish my life to be like those in a fairy tale. That a prince charming is going to save me form a witch and love me forever and live happily ever after. :) well that was when I was still a little girl back then. :)

Let's face reality. I do face reality. Reality is my story. But I add a little taste of fairy tale to spice everything up. :) I want my story to be like those of childhood best friends. Two friends would go on the either side of a diverging road and someday they'll meet again. In the same place where they had met before. The boy has grown to be a knight in shining armor (not literally) where he is a gentleman soldier who is always there for the girl he loves. When these two friends meet again, they wouldn't be able to recognize each other. They'd be spending time together each day that pass as they share about their childhood best friend. The boy would confess how much he love his best friend even though they were still young and that he wished that they'd see again and when they do, he'd ask her to be his girl and maybe when the right time comes, he'd marry him. While the girl on the other hand shares how much she loves her childhood friend more than a best friend. She'd say that if he was her childhood best friend, she'd greatly say yes and she'd marry him in time. :) They never knew each other's name by then. The boy will ask the girl her name and the girl said her name while the boy's eyes grew big and teary and would hug the girl. The girl would be puzzled and ask why? The boy would then say his name and the girl would hug him tighter. They'd be tied in that hug. that hug would be as if their reunion. Few days later, they'd be together forever. :)

I know it doesn't sound like a Cinderella story. but i like it calling it that way. :) I have a vast imagination, don't I? :)

" He dances with Cinderella and never miss a song, since he knew something the Prince never knew. He dances with Cinderella with she is still in his arms, cause soon it'll strike midnight and she'd be gone.." :)

I love Cinderella

why...?

I was just wondering, if he loves me, why does he need someone else to say it for him? If he misses me, why does he need his cousin to say it for him? Why can't he just say it himself? Maybe he's afraid? he's shy? Whatever his reason is, I don't think that's fair. :( It breaks my heart (I guess).

But it's not fair to say that it's only him who's shy. Who's afraid. I couldn't even say that I miss him or I love him. :( But, whenever we're talking, in my head, I'm saying those words.

We're both LOSERS! >:( and I hate it. Why can't we just open up and say what we feel for each other and those stuff. :'( I mean, just to end expecting something that can never be given, assuming every word one says is true, and loving each other in secret. What the Hell is wrong with him? with me? with us? Why are we shy to one another even though we've known each other for YEARS! I guess we're afraid of what people would think. But I think, people don't give a damn as much as we think they do. For short, most of them don't care. So, why the hell are we caring about them. They don't feed us? They don't own us! Life is fair. It's the way we think that life's unfair. Can somebody tell him to say whatever he wants to say and don't let someone say it for him. :'( I want to cry. Ooh, God. :(

I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that I must've gone drama or even crazy. Whatever you think, I don't give a damn. :P That's how I feel. And you can never change that.

I wonder what would his reaction be when he reads this.

P.S.: I'm feeling okay now. At last! I've poured my emotions in here.