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Hello, non-existent people who read my Friendster Blog.

Ohkura and Yasu have a new drama together.

Umeda Erika quit H!P

 

Excellent when they say good things have something in return.

How many years has it been since I last met you?

It’s been 3. It’ll be 4 by June.

I wonder what’s happened to you by now. You’ve been told of coming back and joining us as a new Freshman student. Though, I’m not exactly sure if it’s still true.

I think I’m doomed to think of you for the rest of my life.

People have told stories of falling in love and finding it hard to let go. And I find that after you left, my life has been in an endless cycle of bullshit and boring spazz.

Were you the only thrill in my life?

It’s as if everything left with you.

I’m doing good lately, and I think it’ll only be a year or so before I finally get over this first love business. But now, as of this moment- I believe I am still; very much in love with you. I’m not sure if you’re still the same, though. Let’s just hope so.

My first love ended in tragedy, I hope you have a good life and remember that you made me feel a more than special way when you simply acknowledged my presence.

I miss you.

And I hope I get over you soon.

Kung kelan ayoko na sa kanya.

Biglang mapapakinggan ko yung Long Distance ni Brandy.

Pota.

GO HERE.

Listen.

Vote on my poll.

Review.

>:”>

Okay.

I’d like to talk about the title I chose.

Actually, I was bored- and I was frustrated, because I didn’t know what B-Gatan meant. Still don’t even know right now. So, I decided to do something about this blog. I made a note on how I should update my 3 blogs. (which now, I will call ‘The 3 Brothers’), and I realized that this piece of shit was gathering dust.

It’s Bound to Happen Again is; obviously, a phrase of sarcasm directed towards someone whose name shall not be mentioned.

So, anyway- I really do honestly hope he won’t come back.

I don’t know what’ll happen if he does. But maybe, I’ll be too shy to talk to him. Or maybe I’ll cry again and make a fool out of myself, and he’d be all WTF, DAMN. I AM SO FUCKING LUCKY TO HAVE A GIRL ALL OVER ME.

Yeaaaaah.

If he does come back, I’m not sure I can still be friends with him.

 

First sane post in a while, huh.

8Dv

WALANG HIYA KA.

PAGKATAPOS NG WALONG BUWAN, BABALIK KA.

PUTANG INA MO.

PUTANG INA.

PUTANG INA MO TAE KA.

I just have one thing to say.

I don’t care about him anymore.

But-

I’m sure I would cry if he would marry someone other than me.

Shut up, I know it’s weird.

But- that’s how I feel.

 

I guess.

OH God, please tell me why people in my flist have blogs. BUT, fail to use them properly.

Lol. Here is an example of a normal blog post:

Hey guys, went to Museo Pambata, it was fun~!

Here is an example of WHAT WE SHOULD REALLY SEE:

Lol, wth guys. Museo Pambata never gets old. I wonder if I can bribe my parents to go back, old creeps.

OMG. WILL YOU ALL JUST STOP BEING SO POLITE.

LET THE ANGST OUT.

OH FUCKING YOKO.

When we first stepped inside our now defunct 1st Grade classrooms, we all felt like we were stepping inside a new world that had no playtime or sleeping time and all the friggin’ shit there was in Preschool.

Our parents had told us to behave more properly, now that we were in Grade School already, and we complied, seeing the world as a simple place.

We grew up, we encountered God in our 4 outreaches and First Communion, we suffered a few heartbreaks, a few deaths, a few crushes, and a heart full of memories.

Now here we are, we’re at the end pf the road; though we continue on to a new one, the road to High School.

We shared some memories we will never forget. We may forget a few faces, a few heartbreaks, a few loves, but I hope we can never forget that sappy satisfied feeling in your chest, when you finally walked on the stage- with Sr. Nelida smiling at you widely- saying  “Congratulations.” with a whole round of applause echoing.

We may be separated, but our memories will always remain in our hearts.

How many years has it been since I last RP’ed?

2.

OH MY GOD, 2 FUCKING YEARS.

So, I have decided some 2 hours ago, that I am going to Role-Play once again, not just in some Marasaka Resort anymore.

Oh baby, I am going to RP a living breathing human being.

>8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDb

Oh gosh, I sound like a pedo DDD;

 

So, that’s it.

Kanjani8’s Concert Schedules have been posted in the LJ Kanjani8 Com. Fuck, May 10, Fucking May 10.

DDD;

Life is so unfair sometimes.

It just gives us Kame with the eyeliner. WHEN ACTUALLY EVERYONE JUST WANTS TO SEE THE EYELINER ON THE BEATBOXAAAR. D:

Oh God, if there is anyone reading this right now, please do not listen to KAT-TUN’s Bokura no Machi de while reading this, lol.