Onedayrobotswillcry.
I know I'm like a machine, but I still have dreams.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
 I won't take the risk of getting hurt anymore. I WISH.8:06 PM
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Stolen is what's playing right now, and it hit me, ten times as if I'm in a wrestling match w/ someone I do not know. And yes, that was RANDOM. :) Although I don't think something miraculous happened this day, might as well update this for one last time. OR NOT. Got plans of transferring to Tumblr, still not sure. But I still would miss this, all of these! :)))) Today is Marjorie Ann Fader's fourteenth birthday! Oooh, yaay! Fourteen. And I was thinking of my birthday, still 2 months to go before I hit the big 1-4. Terrifying. Well, my Biology notebook's getting filled up again, with words I seriously haven't heard of before. God, and it has to be like this. And darn, I figured that my title was TOO dramatic, shallow even, but I really hope so that that could happen. My heart needs some repairing and serious bandages. ... She was too, unstoppable. Some harsh words won't even help. If she wants something, she'll absolutely, without a doubt do it. And I guess that's something wrong. A heart-breaker. A stealer. I don't want to sound like a backfighter, I just wanted to get all of these things out. And eventually regret this when I read it again, then take those words back. Gee, and I just wanted to blurt out, "Lahat na lang naagaw mo. Gusto mo ata pti pencil ko sayo na." The sound of an annoyed thirteen yr. old, would like to break. NOW. :| As time passes I know everything would be alright. Back to where I've started, to what I was. And now I blame my heart. For why it does that to me, and why I don't get those long-term affections and whatsoever-s. :) It's a good thing and a bad thing all rolled up into one. Camping's tomorrow. Still need to pack and arrange every little thing. Goodbye! :* Loving you like candy,
--A. :]
WAY UP. CLICK!
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-- 'Arian Marinela' is what I was born as. I must admit, I won't certainly give up that name for another.
-- Try to find out how they got the nickname "Bars" out of my name. And if you have no idea, you're definitely not alone. Just call me Lela, or Rie. But Arian would always do.
-- 13 years annoying the hell out of my friends. Or make them crack up and laugh. Or be the one who'll come with them to the CR. *Ahem.*
-- Every 21st of January, I get the "Happy Birthday, Arian!" phrase. I love the fact of almost everyone whom I'll pass by greet me, but I won't go beyond your imaginations and ask you for gifts. Your simple greetings make me ecstatic.
Also, please do not hand out balloons on my birthday. I'm globophobic. I tend to jump up & down when I hear popping balloons.
-- I'm a Sophomore who's always cramming when we have a quiz on Biology. It's what I was made for, to study Biology. Kidding. :))
-- I could get used to this. Being random, insane, bizarre, annoying, optimistic, unpredictable, stubborn, light-hearted and quirky. It's a good thing for me.
-- I sing as if I'm in the shower. I dance like there's no tomorrow. I laugh as if no one's watching. I live my life the way God wanted it to be.
I ♥:
Cookie Monster. Optimus Prime. Classics. The Victorian era. Vintage stuff. Polaroid cameras. Cotton Candy. Rainbows. Gossip Girl.
THE END.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I won't take the risk of getting hurt anymore. I WISH.
8:06 PM
♥
Stolen is what's playing right now, and it hit me, ten times as if I'm in a wrestling match w/ someone I do not know. And yes, that was RANDOM. :) Although I don't think something miraculous happened this day, might as well update this for one last time. OR NOT. Got plans of transferring to Tumblr, still not sure. But I still would miss this, all of these! :)))) Today is Marjorie Ann Fader's fourteenth birthday! Oooh, yaay! Fourteen. And I was thinking of my birthday, still 2 months to go before I hit the big 1-4. Terrifying. Well, my Biology notebook's getting filled up again, with words I seriously haven't heard of before. God, and it has to be like this. And darn, I figured that my title was TOO dramatic, shallow even, but I really hope so that that could happen. My heart needs some repairing and serious bandages. ... She was too, unstoppable. Some harsh words won't even help. If she wants something, she'll absolutely, without a doubt do it. And I guess that's something wrong. A heart-breaker. A stealer. I don't want to sound like a backfighter, I just wanted to get all of these things out. And eventually regret this when I read it again, then take those words back. Gee, and I just wanted to blurt out, "Lahat na lang naagaw mo. Gusto mo ata pti pencil ko sayo na." The sound of an annoyed thirteen yr. old, would like to break. NOW. :| As time passes I know everything would be alright. Back to where I've started, to what I was. And now I blame my heart. For why it does that to me, and why I don't get those long-term affections and whatsoever-s. :) It's a good thing and a bad thing all rolled up into one. Camping's tomorrow. Still need to pack and arrange every little thing. Goodbye! :* Loving you like candy,
--A. :]
WAY UP. CLICK!
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