somehow i just don't like how other people don't really know what you're talking about when you're so full of insights about a certain subject that you love so much. probably because it's...uhhh...not ordinary...but my question is...is what i'm reading not ordinary? because for sure you can find it in powerbooks--where i first saw one and read that opened comic book. really nice. i actually wanted to buy it, but of course, because my mum would definitely say no...i had to wait a long time...and by the time she didn't accompany us to the mall--i had no money to buy it. yes, i'm not so fortunate after all. i thought i was. well, i probably was, until the ages came settling in on me. my god, is this what 18 means? i mean... when i was still in high school, i'd go tooth-to-nail and get whatever i want. right now...kahit magtatalon ako sa alambre...hindi nila ako pagbibigyan--"learn to budget your money, dear. that's why we gave it to you already"...like they gave it to me, full blast. so when i already spent all of it... i had nothing left for my dear comic book.
but it just means nothing to them if i really, really, really want that comic book. i like it because no one i know talks to me about it. therefore it'll be my secret fave. but then again, if i publish this, then you'll know. but if i don't...then i just wasted my time and money for nothing...which is just as bad, in my opinion.
so what makes courtney crumrim so unique--well, i can't really explain but it really is a comic book that i like reading--even just the snippets online... go look for it. on the otherhand, i wouldn't advise it so much since if you in turn like it...then we'll both be fans of it. then you'd talk to me about the most recent issue...then...then...i might lose all reason to read it. of course i'm not serious. you can't think i am!!! hello, everyone in the hell-hole world is entitled to his own liking of things. i don't really care if you like it or not. what matters to me is that i like it. to hell with what you think.
something's wrong here. i can't even edit the alignment of my paragraphs. darn. must be because of all the changes they did to tabulas...anyhow, i've received a couple of stuff from other people--and i read their entries. very nice, some of them. why not all of them?! well, i wouldn't be doing anyone a favor by saying every entry i read in their blogs are...exquisite--right? so some were good, some were not good. mine? oh, let's not even talk about it. i don't really care if anyone reads this crap. and hell, i don't really want anyone i know from school to see much of this--maybe a few of them's okay, the ones that i really know have seen this before, but other than them...please, are you my friend? if not, then...just leave a message so i know who the heck you are...(sorry if i'm being rude but the people at school are very liable to let slip to others that i've written something really bad about them...)but anyhow, why should i care what they'll say to them? they should be happy that they're that important to me--i wrote their names down, and the specific role they have in my life. whether they're the biggest pain in the butt asshole or angel who accidentally dropped from heaven and created chaos in my life--are these two really any different from each other? i don't really think so too. but anyhow, if you're anyone of those two...i'd love to hear from you. don't be shy, i want to know why you're reading my stuff since my life is really excitingly boring enough to induce snores from a person who's not even asleep yet.
anyway, my mind's still made up about the people who've sent comments and tagged here.
love you, guys.
i know i'm no good at writing but, what the hell, we're probably friends and in turn, i'll read your entries too.
here's to...more chaos in life and death for the people you hate.
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