Tuesday, October 27, 2009

What Do You Think You're Playing At?

I thought it would be today, but then it would be on Thursday!

What do you think you're playing at?

That's it I quit...

You're very disorganized.

I don't wanna work with you anymore...

Friday, October 23, 2009

Certification?

It's our phone certification today... I'm not confident that I would pass this one. Even if i did, I don't think this one would work out for me.

I'm so nervous... and the agony is killing me.

What aggravates it most is that I just receive an sms from my very close guy friend here in the training, and he told me that I he wouldn't be able to pursue on this one because of some previous health issue. Our account made actually a big deal of it that's why he was pulled out of the training.

He's the only guy that I can talk to during the training. Most of my company are girls.

I miss him...

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

You Belong With Me

"She wear high heels, I wear sneakers. She's cheer captain, and I'm on the bleacher." I really love that line from Taylor Swifts You Belong with Me. Can even say it to you...

Lyrics...

You're on the phone
With your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about
Something that you said
She doesn't get your humor
Like I doI'm in my room
It's a typical tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music
She doesn't like
She'll never know your story
Like I do
But she wears short skirts
I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain
And i'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day
When you wake up and find
That what you're looking for
Has been here the whole time
If you could see
That i'm the one
Who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you
See you belong with me
You belong with me.
Walking the streets
With you and your worn out jeans
I can't help thinking
This is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench
Thinking to myself
Hey, isn't this easy?And you've got a smile
That could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in awhile
Since she brought you down
You say you're fine
I know you better than that
Hey whatchu doing
With a girl like that
She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain
I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day
When you wake up and find
That what you're looking for
Has been here the whole time
If you could see
That i'm the one
Who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you
See you belong with me
Standing by and
Waiting at your backdoor
All this time
How could you not know
BabyYou belong with me
You belong with me
Oh, I remember
You driving to my house
In the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me
Can't you see
That i'm the one
Who understands
Been here all along
So why can't you see?
You belong with me
Have you ever thoughtJust maybeYou belong with me?

Monday, October 05, 2009

Through Him

I see you through him...

Almost 4 months since I left a happy but gloomy stage. Time had play a big part of moving on, until I met someone... who were almost like you...

I have a new identity, on a new stage... different cast... I thought, now that I had a new one, I would totally forgot you, I was wrong.

One of my colleague who is very close to me from our first day was almost like you. Handsome and hot, sweet and caring... and most of all... he looks exactly like you. I don't mind it at first but it looking at him, talking to him really brings back the memories of you. He really reminds me of you, and how miss you. I wish I could go back. I really do...

I see you through him...

About Me

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I am a type of person who smiles a lot and appreciates anything that catches my eye especially paintings I love to laugh (especially when Im with MAH SISTER ARA), dance (dancing is my passion), act(thats why I joined a theater group), sing(even though my voice isnt good for singing), read books(fiction and literature), movies(I love watching flicks, any genre), write(love to write anything that my mind shouts), paintings(I really appreciate and love paintings but my friends doesnt know that), and most of all I love to sleep!!!! I hate pretenders and posers, someone who thinks and act like s/hes in the limelight, demanding, SCAPEGOAT, and most of all HOLDAPERS and SNATCHERS!! (Die! You Criminal!!!) -born on d 1stday of d 7th month. -4'11 in height -Freelance Writer