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Back to school, back to the harsh reality.

Nothing happened, except that my now former classmate sold me his Eco book. Haha, he was actually the one I'm pertaining to on the mamamia tags! Yes, the one who made the butterflies in my stomach run, or in their case, fly wild. I wasn't surprise that he's there, I knew way back last year that he'll be going back for that matter. "Eto na ang chance mo Jowi!", my friend said. Yeah, and he seriously doesn't look like how I first saw him. His eyes were reddish, he looks thin... I don't know, he looks like he lacks sleep? I have no idea but I wish he's doing great. Lol. I talk like I know him too much.

And if we never meet again, please remember that I'm forever changed by who you are and what you meant to me.

Wonderstruck, Heart Got Arrow Struck

So there's this boy, and my smile would be in tow if he'll go. I write things about him and I keep them all to myself. I think I like him for 3 months now, and in those months are days of uncertainty cause I think I might have gone from crushing on him to another level. I know it can't be that snappy, but I can really feel it. It's so intense that it's burning me up. I can't do anything to help myself. I can't stop it. But I'll try to... all just because he'll be gone in a few.

If only I have the guts, I'll ask him to stay. He makes me look forward to another school day. He's the reason why I study hard. He's my inspiration -- the kind of inspiration I thought of Jem. I may have shown less admiration and too much subtle hints but I badly wanted to talk to him. Terribly. I'd give up things just to talk to him. Sigh.

Secretly ogling at his back, the crush look away reflex, smiling at each other, accidental looks -- some of the things I'll definitely miss. We might have gone a short way but these little achievements meant a lot to me. I'll regret every single opportunity I missed and cringe about how stupid I was for being shy. I'll miss him, I'll miss him even if he doesn't know that I'll miss him. I loved him for 3 months, and I'll love him for a million more.

"Gusto Mo?"

Crazy Little Thing Called Love. I just feel so Nam-ish when he asked me to get some of his food. Hahaha! Remember when Shone gave her mangoes? Oh that's it. That's what I'm talking about. It's somehow the same but not really. Harharhar. But he's perfect and I suck, then I think I should study harder so I'd suffice. Lol. I wouldn't want to pattern my lovelife to anything, I know there's something way better just in store for me. Anyhoo, the 14th is coming in 5 days, I hope nothing goes right. Hihi, jk! Hi, I just passed by just to update this blog. ♥

Wonderstruck

So there's this boy, and the way he smile makes me smile. He makes me conscious and nervous, but I like it when he's around. His laugh is just as cute as his smile, especially when it's my jokes that he's laughing at. Oh and, did I mention that I melt everytime his eyes meet mine? It's just so surreal that I can't stop myself from caving in. *Heavenly sigh* He's just another reason why I look forward to school every single day. He bid me goodbye once, but it played in my head for a thousand times. He's my sort of inspiration, he's the reason why I try my very best to look less embarrassing, he's someone I won't allow to see me being caught off guard. He makes me cheesy in a way that I think it's corny. That's dangerous. It's one surefire sign of saying that I'm pretty much infatuated. So there's this boy, and I think I like him.

I love, I hate

Some things I drafted on my cellphone when I was bored. I compiled it so I can delete it for fear that people might see it there. Hahhh!!! I just shared it online cause I know that only a number friends know about this blog and... whatever. Updating purposes. Whatever, here it goes!

• I hate that I can't think of anything that makes sense, but I love that you're clouding up my mind and for me, that makes sense.
• I hate being panicky, but I love the fact that you're the reason why.
• I hate going through profiles just to look at your photos, but I must admit, I like [love] your smile and I think it's adorable. That's why I can't resist, hihi.
• I hate it when girls try to cling to you, but I love that I don't have to do that cause you're the one who talks to me first.
• I hated going to school on Wednesdays and Saturdays, but I started to love it when I realized that I can catch a glimpse of you on those days.
• I hate it when you talk to our common friend only because it makes me feel so awkward and out of place, but knowing the fact that you're just inches away from me, I'm loving every second spent.
• I hate our split-second eye contacts, but I love that even for the shortest time you managed to take a glimpse of me. (Make it longer next time!!!)
• I hate that you saw me almost fall! But I love that you even took a second look just to check if I'm okay.
• I hate that you seem so coño, but I love that it only shows that you speak my favorite languages well. (Lets out the biggest WEH)
• I hate that you're in another section, but I love that I get to miss you every once in a while. (Lets out a bigger WEH)
• I hate that we don't get to talk a lot, but I love that it makes me crave for that next time I'll get to talk to you again.
• I hated everything because of all these broken heart issues, but I love how every piece fell back into place when I started liking you. Honestly, it just hastened the moving on part.
• Last but not the least, I hate being cheesy. But you're the reason why so I don't really mind. And I won't mind falling in love with poetry if that's the case.

Shhhh, let's keep this down low. Honestly, I'm not even on the verge of falling in love and I think I'm not getting there yet, this is one hell of a crush.

#justanotherpostaboutcrushingandstuffs

I was never the quiet type. I'm usually the one who tends to spill secrets -- my secrets. And that would often lead to major disasters such as having them exposed to public. Aaaahhhh, the downside of being loquacious.

That was until I got my very first normal, non - gay, college crush. And there I go again, talking about him. Ugh, I just can't stop! Specially now that I think I've upgraded cause I started constructing metaphors - slash - corny things in mind like the latest, "You make everything awkward, but I love the awkward silence that lingers between us." I know, I KNOW! It's so not me. In fact, it's too cheesy for my life cause I'm actually that kind of person who doesn't know how to be sweet. Now, must he be that peculiar to actually change me a bit?

It's too early to say I'm in love and prolly to late to say that I'm just fond of him. More or less, I'm in between... and I guess I'm lovin' it. Gaaaaahhhh, and I even make honest mistakes referring to him. HONEST MISTAKES! Honest mistakes that I unconsciously say. I don't know! It's just perplexing, nothing could ever describe how I feel.

Well, inspiration, let's get it going! Finals in a few and I need to pass. So yes, I have to study and achieve the best. Currently, achieving enough sleep is t he best thing to do so I might as well hit the sack now. Good night!

I feel the same gush of wind that blows through your hair -- it's touching my cheek. My knees weakened and I stood there frozen, having no idea what to do. Despite everything, all I know is that I'm lookin' at you and my eyes are lovin' the view. My crazy heart felt like it's going to jump out of my rib cage! But if ever it's going to jump, I want you to catch it.

I already told myself, it's sensational

And irresistible.

That moment when you can't stop talking about somebody... people say that it makes you fall harder for them. Furthermore, it also means that somebody's been going through your mind the whole day. Ah, I really don't know if it's true, but if it is, then I might think that I may be suffering from a mild case of nakakakilig-talaga-si-crush syndrome. Bow.

It's still nothing serious, I'm just like... I don't know, diverting my feelings for another? Not exactly, but it hastened the phase of getting over and yet I don't know if it's just the spur of the moment or whatever. And speaking of getting over, I can now say that finally, I'M OVER HIM! Nah, I don't want to talk about it much but to cut the long story short, I bumped into him last Wednesday and not a single fuck was given. Yay! The greatest achievement when it comes to love matters so far. *smiles sheepishly*

Back to crush, uhm, I'm trying to be discreet whenever he's around. I can't even manage to look at him! But at times I do, and it's accidental that he's looking at me as well. Gaaaaahhh, to which one time, I randomly (not!) tweeted "You're the inspiration I needed. <3" Lol, whaddup inspiration? We were having our practice for our presentation thingy but then he appeared and I got distracted and I ruined the whole thing! But hey, I performed well on the actual!!! I redeemed myself. Hoho, the inspiration is to blame. *blush*

This whole thing is bothering me again so I blogged about it. Ok whatever, I'm out! xx.

You had me at hello

The feeling you get when butterflies flutter in your stomach is just sensational. If somebody denies that, then s/he must be lying.

If I'm not mistaken, the last time I felt this overwhelming feeling was... many months ago? I don't know, blame my "selective amnesia". I may have forgotten the date but the feeling remained, and I'm liking it. No, loving. And I don't mind feeling it over and over and over again that I could even go on like that forever.

I think I could like you... I already do.
Feelings can grow, but they can go away too.

When I entered college, I thought the possibility of liking someone new is blurry. But here it is, the moment has finally arrived! Just when I was about to live a life of single-blessedness. Joke. It's not that I'm actually looking for someone who's going to fill HIS place in my heart, it's just that I miss the feeling of hoarding all the kilig vibes and having to look around everywhere, searching for him in the crowd. Arrrgggghhh, I haven't told anyone about this yet. Well, except my girl and guy best friend, my block mate, and this blog! I'm trying to keep it down low because I don't want to mess it up!

It's nothing serious, he just caught my attention then blaaaahhhh the awkward me reared its head so I'm shutting up so I won't ruin the spur of the moment. Just, ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! I don't know how to describe what I feel but I'm pretty sure that it's unusual... so unusual that my heart beats unusually as well.