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watch it?si alex cabagnot yung nakahiga sa bed. His bro is the one playing d' guitar.
Adeek-eks my tropa's song tone of jopay
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asus!! tlaga lang??
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Happy day.
I'm very happy. Yeah know why? wala lang i'm just happy. I'm happy for those who are happy. For those received a lot of blessings today. yeah. Be happy. Be it. Go on.
Kamusta naman yun?Jochie is crying while posting a new rant on her blog. And yeah. she's smiling. mukha kasi syang baliw. ha-ha! I'm so adeek ayt?
I failed. I'm kinda stupid kasi. Im a lazy ass.
Pasok ako sa top ten... congratz sakin...but my father, my mother and our whole family tree is expecting more and more of me. So coming from a lakwatsa with the cadets, I'm ready to sit in a hot seat. Ready to be kicked, to be smashed and to be interrogated like a criminal, gulity of doing a heinous crime.
I was then kinda surprised. My mother asked me... "kumain ka na ba?" and its as if that she doesn't want to open the issue about my grades. And I'm happy with that. I was thinking that maybe, my parents understand me. But at the end, it turned out that it was me who doesn't understand them.
They didn't scold me. There was no interrogation. No heart t0 heart chuvaness concerning my attitude toward my studies. none. a miracle for me. hallelujah. BUT...
I can see their disappointment. I can see the sadness in my mother's eyes, in my father's voice. shyet...im crying again. waa. *wipe-wipe* I really love my father as well as my motha. They give me anything that I want to... everything that I need. Everything.
I need someone to talk to. A shoulder to cry on. I'm really, really guilty. I said pa nga na..."pasalamat nga sila di ako katulad ng iba na wlang pakelam sa pag-aaral nila. at least ako nag-aaral." Im guilty. Im guilty.Im guilty.
Yun na nga lang ang mabibigay ko sa kanila...di ko pa nagawa.