SOOOOOOO BORED

Its been what? a week? and im DYING of boredom here.

SOMEONE SAVE ME! >.<

So where do I go from here?

We had a fight. I'm not gonna dally around anymore, because if you are reading this, I'm sure you already know. Me and Alyssa got into a fight, sort of. Its just that we haven't talked in like MONTHS already. I know it was my fault for making her wait for so long, and to top things off, I lied to her AND broke a promise. I was a TOTAL jerk. I'm sorry for what I did, she knows that I am. Without a doubt I'm gonna make it up to her, in one way or another. I think ill go home to Gingoog this weekend to bake her a cake or something. Its the one thing I'm good at and I know she's into sweet things.

I just want things to go back to normal. Maybe im gonna ask her to lunch this Thursday, or surprise her by going to her house tomorrow, so that we can be friends again.

I cant lie, I miss my sister na eh :)

PE Cheerdance

So yeah, it's been almost more than 2 weeks since our practices for our college cheerdance competition ended, and ever since my body has been craving the feel of being tired, of sleeping because of exhaustion due to excessive lifting and dancing. Needless to say, I've also been missing all the people I was with. My squadmates, whom not one I knew before joining, turned out to be my closest friends after just a few months. Sadly, as soon as it started, our time together ended. I miss our times together, the stupidity we came up with and the crazy thing we did, but most of all .. I missed our practices.

Life returned to normal, all of us went back to the same patterns of our school life. For some its was like being free again, for me it just meant returning to the monotony of school life. So you can just imagine my hidden delight when our PE teacher said that we will be dividing into two groups and that we will be making and presenting a cheerdance routine. I was ecstatic! I can finally do what I missed so much, this time with the added benefit of earning a grade. My classmates were fully cooperative as well, I saw a lot of potential in some of them, like Jan Colin Bayucot. If he joins next year, he can be trained to be a very good back base. It was fun seeing them be so tired, they finally felt what me, Stef and Wendi felt during OUR practices. They finally realized that what we do is no walk in the park. Needless to say, it was fun seeing them walk up and down the stairs with a limp. But i know they'll realize that the only way to get rid of body pain is to fight it with a more rigorous exercise. Meh, they'll figure it out.

Today is our presentation, after this comes finals, then the semester ends. Who the hell knew that college would lead us to do things we never knew we could do? I didn't. After this we'll all be going back to the monotonous life we used to lead. At least for now, I am content :)

To start things off

*Almost* Fictional

Ive always been a good guy. Generous and friendly to everyone, helpful to my friends, a perfect gentleman to the girls. Ask anyone who knows me, they cant say a single negative thing about me. Always the shoulder to cry on, the guy to lend you a hand, the person to turn to. Its no surprise that Ive known and made a ton of friends, yet I can only call a select few my best friends.

Love has never been a stranger to me, it has come and gone a dozen times already. Ending almost as fast as it started. Thinking back now, I realize the biggest mistake I made, dating. Its just hard to deny how you feel, teen-age hormones are hard to fight. I tried to end things in the easiest way possible, so as after our mistakes and bad decisions we can still be friends. I succeeded most of the time, we call each other occasionally, share a few stories every now and then. Point is, even after the relationship has ended, we still keep things civil.

Then she came along.

Fate, as it turns out, has a funny way of saying things. Wonderful things happened when She and I met. I guess you can say that it was a match made in heaven, seeing as we lasted as long as we did. Never had I met someone I'm so attached to, someone I cant help missing, someone I truly loved. Words fail to describe what I felt. And it all began the moment I saw her, because right then I knew, that Id do everything to have her.

God pointed me in the right direction when I found her. Although it took me a long time to admit what I felt for her. I tried to hide it and keep things at a sisterly level. Love is just too damn hard to fight. Ive found it easier to decipher the Enigma code than to explain how this 4-letter word works. All I know is that there was no point fighting a pointless battle. I just opened my arms wide and accepted whatever came next.

Things were great for a while. No hiccups, no bumps in the road, no grey clouds. FOR A WHILE.

As with Romeo and Juliet, she was a Capulet and I was a Montague, the only difference was that this love story did not end with both of us lying lifeless on the floor, one dead because of poison, the other with a dagger through the heart. No. This story ends in a way much more tragic than that.

Numerous persons were against us from the start, my friends included. They told me the bad things about her. Now, the thing about love is you never look at the bad side. Only the good. It was that blindness that ultimately led to my heart being shattered into a thousand pieces.



~Im tired of ticking the keyboard. Ill finish whenever