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"shut up and let me go."

ells ranted on and on about this @Saturday, May 23, 2009 [ 9:03 PM ]

Ella [insert short girl here] Debate, Funny,Lovable, Weird..

Aime is Awesome.

cause we do everything together (l)

yeah, okay. she's awesome too. AIME ADMITTED DEFEAT. XD

aime big. ella small. :P

Ells: what's your message in my Cbox about, Aime?
Aime: about the moment. remember?
Ells: what moment?
Aime: [very loudly.] WE HAD A MOMENT TOGETHER, REMEMBER? HOW COULD YOU FORGET.
Economics Class Students: OOOOOOOOO, ahem, ahem.
Aime and Ells giggles.

so, what's been going on lately?

Aime decorated my Debate Folder. refer up there. :P
exams are on. i finished BM 1 and BM 2 this morning. [in the library with Iza and Sarah, singing along to Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance along with the Librarian. :D]
me, Niks, Iza and Sarr have been working our asses off on the Interschool Debate Competition. currently, we are in first place with 800-something points. WE'RE OFF TO THE QUARTERFINAL'S BIISHEZZZ.
the Quarterfinal's are on Saturday. like, smack in the middle of exams. o.O oh, dear.
i am NOT in like with the Ryde. he's a friend. and please, no right ells, i believe yous on my Cbox please.
my best friend is Aime Veniece Bonga Bonifacio. (L)
i'm suffering from oh my god, i don't know what happened in the last episode of Gossip Girl. heard of it?
when Aime faked that Adam Lambert won at the beginning of the day, i was alright with it. when Kuya Ivan spilled the beans hours later that Kris Allen was the one who did win, i was jumping all over the school and going 'woo' repeatedly. this is huge, i claimed myself an Adam Lambert fan since the beginning. o.O
if i'm not married at 35 years old, i'm going gay and marrying Nikita Ramchandani. (L) there's a good chance i'm in love with her but wont acknowledge it because she's a chick. :P
i went out to the Mall @ 16th of May for a late-happy birthday Niks celebration. check out her blog for pictures. that was awesome.
ells is absolutely exhausted every fucking day.
you disappoint me. shut up, and let me go. maybe then, i would be able to do the same.
ells is going to bed.

good night, world.

"why can't netkad's fall out of the bloody sky already?!"

ells ranted on and on about this @ [ 12:30 PM ]

i will BLOG as soon as i CAN. you know, when i GET internet?!

and don't worry, it wont be indredibly saddening or macabre. i promise. :)

im a happy person, remember? puh-lease.

good day!

"wheres my self esteem gone?"

ells ranted on and on about this @Monday, May 18, 2009 [ 10:52 PM ]

perhaps if i was
just a little bit stronger
just a little bit wiser
just a little less needy
just a little bit pretty
just a little more aware
just a little bit thinner
maybe i'd get there.

-Just a little bit by Maria Mena.

good night.

"epiphany; take2"

ells ranted on and on about this @Sunday, May 17, 2009 [ 11:48 PM ]

i had another epiphany; that i was scared shitless of the future.
i would love a rewind button.
cause everythings going so fast that im afraid that when i blink ill be sixty with a billion grandchildren and a husband who doesnt know my name.

i would just love to go back.
go back to when my best friends werent on the verge of graduating and flying all over the world.
go back to when i was still a choice to be one of your best friends when now, you dont bother to acknowledge me.
go back to when i wasnt in love with someone i hardly talked to and pretty much never saw, which is about a hundred times more agonizingly painful than it sounds.
go back to when i was miserably in love because then i knew what i wanted and now i spend half the time sifting through my thoughts to figure out what i want and the other half trying to figure out if it really was what i wanted.
go back to when old friends probably still thought about me.

i was happier. and oblivious to the emotional mess i am now.
good night.