Oh dear, this blog has been yet abandoned again. The same story happens to my other blogs really. Pathetic, I know. But hey, from now on I solemnly swear that I will update more often. Thats all for now. :)
Will update soon! I promise :D
It's 10:23 in the evening and I'm here, blogging, awake. Well, its not that its unusual for me to stay this late. Duh. Anyways, for just a few updates from my life, uhh, where to start. Well, first off, as the title suggests, I'm in deep waters with my grades and its not that I'm dumb. Hell no. Its that I'm the queen of laziness. Call me Princess L if you will. Internet distractions doesn't help either. I get easily distracted with Facebook games like Pet Society and Country Story. OMG. I'm super F. But, you know, Im trying to rise myself from the ashes naman. And also, I'm thinking of turning myself off from the net, I might cancel my accounts from FS, Multiply, Plurk and who knows what else. Im turning myself into a Neo Luddite, maybe? I'm still not sure but Im definitly not removing my FB and Blogger account. That's all for now, buhbye -.^
Two bodies rested on the soft and dewy blade of grass of the hill. As my body betrays my courage to pretend that I felt warm against the night air, my bare skin showed goose bumps which gives me an automatic reaction to cross my arms and calm the raised hairs by rubbing my palms towards my flesh. A fog on my breath made me looked down on my chest and when I did, I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of spark of the necklace I'm wearing. I lifted my right hand to reach the pendant hangin between my breasts. I caught it and elevate it into an angle where I can see the most of it. I stared at the red blood tear-shaped, crystal-like pendant. This necklace never fails to impress me, once again, I was pleased by its elegant beauty. I was playing with my choker by twisting it with my thumb and index finger when the person besides me exhailed a heavy sigh. I peered at him but he didn't gave my gaze back. I stared at his profile for tens of seconds. He is so beautiful and enchanting that I often wonder if he's a vampire. The necklace that he gave me proved that he's real. Maybe not a vampire, but he's presence is true. He looked up and the moonlight gave his brown eyes a slight hazel tint. I knew that he knew that I was staring at him but he didn't seem to mind. He stretched his left hand and placed his arm over my shoulders. I rested my head over his muscular bosom. I cast an upward gaze again, but this time he was the one looking at me. I was convinced that my red blood cells raced toward my cheeks since a quick upward curved showed into his lips. I was mesmerized even though I know I shouldn't be. He smiled once again, but I felt uncomfortable on this second one he gave me. I'm genuinely sure that, that grin meant something. I was sure that he was meaning 3 words,until, I thought harder, and realized I was wrong. It wasn't that three words that he wanted to say! It was only two. Daggers graved my heart and a hot rush perched into my throat. I've never wanted more air from my life but this time, it looks like I reaally need the most oxygen I could get. I was sure, so positive, that Eric's cold smile and warm eyes, meant "hello" and "goodbye".
Stand High Petite Model
I, as an avid watcher of a "reality" talent show called America's Next Top Model was utterly shocked to the core when I figured out that Tyra Banks refused auditions from statuesque goddesses and accepted petite girls instead. I was so shocked that I felt a crack from my skull, literally. As you all know, the first and foremost requirement in high fashion industry is to have a atleast 5"7' height. And as you've heard, Tyra crushed the modeling world standards by searching a top model whose height was always considered as "short". To be honest, I am huge fan of ANTM since I started watching it in youtube. Its true that its often accompanied by unnecessary girl dramas, bitch fights, AND Tyra's narcissistic ego, but hey, a girls gotta watch what she has to watch, right? Anyways, the point is. I think that Tyra's major decision may, DO have some negative criticisms received from high labeled designers and even top selling agencies, (NOTE that Elite Management did not sponsor the show this time), but I'm pretty sure that she did a great job increasing short aspiring models' confidence. Tyra Banks is one of the infamous model with so many incredible accomplishments, and seeing her cheers for the short girls is just pure ethereal to me. I'd would love to become a model but meh, I'm too ugly to become one. On the other hand, who knows how hurt could the petite models get, after getting eliminated when we all know that fighting against the world would be really tough and complicated.
It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon in a fairly humid day, early fall. Classes had stopped forty minutes ago yetmy body feels a little exhausted. I found myself walking beside one of my closes friend yet the air felt so thorny. I had felt the air changed earlier in the morning where she didn't talk to me this morning. She might have actually read my mind or so I thought. She started saying stuff how much she likes *him.* It appears that she liked him for nine months already, quite a long time if you ask me, and to her dismay nothing had happened yet. Hearing all her thoughts triggered my guilty conscience. I did thought of myself becoming his. I imagined myself to be his only girl except for that moment where my friend described him the way just like the way I did from one of my post (from this blog) made me feel penitent straight away. It felt like my friend and I had the same eyes looking upon him, only she can't see mine. I felt heavyhearted and ignominious. Clearly, my friend adores him and cares for him in some way. Well, again, what I can say, who wouldn't feel like so? He's just so perfect. He's supreme. A classic Disney dashing Prince Charming. I can't even properly define him. Anyways, with that point testified, there's just one blemish on him. He doesn't like girls. Period. Why would someone so immaculate take no interest in the opposite sex? It just doesn't sum up. Or maybe he's just too dense to feel the emotions that is alotted especially for him. I feel sorry for my friend. And for my heart too, I guess.
About Me:As you can see, I suck at describing myself. I'm hoping that this blog will portray more of my personality, thoughts, blahblahblah *etc.etc.etc* :D
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