#bottledthoughts

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Parties

So I'm going to a party tomorrow night and I'm really excited. I've done the usual girlie things like showing possible outfits to friends and making sure I do my research on the guys going. But what if it goes to far. What if I end up saying things I would never consciously say? One sentence could break everything I have worked so hard to have. This party could ruin my life!

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What I think Vs. What I say

I think I'm not good enough... To be around you, to stand next to you, to even be acknowledged as your best friend! I say ... Absolutely nothing

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Fluorescent Adolescent

I laugh a lot, it’s what I’m know for. But do I annoy people? Do I seem over confident? How can I tell if my “friends” truly have my back? Can we really trust anyone but ourselves?

[ishayashelton]

People like to talk and to be understood but will talk you down and tell you that you don't care or didn't try to understand once you try to get your own opinion out and tell you that you had never listened to them..how would that make sense when I'm giving you an opinion from my perspective ? I mean I would understand if I was answering what you had said like a answer to a question but I was giving you an opinion of mine based off of what you said and it doesn't mean i didn't listen it means I listened and still may not understand or agree, if I don't agree that doesn't mean that what I'm saying is fact only that it is my opinion at the moment don't take everything I say so seriously...things change and I am a open door for information to seep through..

[firedlungs]

So many thought go about my head; leaving me to believe that there is something wrong with me other than the loudness of my voice and the expressions on my face as the tears roll down. They make me believe I will never be adequate enough for anybody; that I will never be pretty enough to be admired as others are. Not Enough - A.H

[ennathebarbiedoll]

Let me start by saying "My blog posts are an expression."

not purposefully intended for inspiration.

You feel it just like I do, but I need somewhere to dispose

the things no one else wants to hear... I'm a joyful soul

but like I said you feel it just like I do. 

......... any way........

So I had an episode. Since then I'm better... They all think I exaggerate. Please try and keep my old thoughts. Understand how they ate me up inside with every torturous trail. I appeared o.k on the surface with every chuckle and smile.  And in my heart was an ache I made friends with. 

They labelled me crazy but what does that mean?

For a person that suffers depression... what does that mean?

Many people often dismiss it and just see it as attention seeking... but

what's it mean?

My "FRIENDS" dropped like flies

insisted that it was no surprise

I was bound to be insane.

wrapped in a straight jacket and sent off to Coo Coo lane.

Often until this day I feel alone. Like no one who understands,

no one to call on. I've saw a shrink and was encouraged to talk about my feelings and what I should do about them but honestly it didn't really help I still found myself with a fag in my right hand. 

I took initiative and cut 'em out. Not to say I don't miss him but hey

Some days I wish he still cared cause he was the only one ready to listen.

its just too damn bad I don't really know any one who would understand.

[jakepullsthetrigger]

The Foursome Night

10.28.2013

That October 12 night, the four of us met at Buendia because it would be a mini-not-so-reunion-slash-get-together for us. We went at Kuya Ran's place because it was the best place for a movie-food-laugh-whatsoever marathon. So, Jem brought a bagnet from Ilocos, and Ivan brought some horror movies, and I brought some brownies, and kuya Ran took care of the alcohol.

Then, we first ate Jem's bagnet. It was a good dinner. We were not talking that much yet. While eating, we were watching "Bakit Hindi Ka Crush ng Crush Mo." It was funny but that's it. When Kim Chiu started babbling about her feels, we started pushing our banat lines, too. Hugot dito. Hugot doon.

Then, over bottles of alcohol, with Emperador for us boys and San Miguel Ice for the chic Jem, we watched scary films. The one that we really watched was The Grudge, and I forgot which The Grudge was the scariest. We were frightening each other. I even scared Jem when she went inside the comfort room. When she went out, I suddenly grabbed her leg, and she screamed.

After the scary things and alcohol marathon, we went to the nearby lugaw place.

Their lugaw is delicious. It was freshly cooked when they served it to us, even though we waited for it for quite some time.

While waiting for their lugaw, I bought four Balut eggs for the four of us. We dared Ivan to eat it. At first, he was hesitant but after a while, he ate it. Actually, I told him "pati ba naman sa Balut, nare-reject ako."

We stayed there until around 3 in the morning because we were talking about all of our feels and anything under the sun, err, moon. We even asked the ate at the carinderia to take a photo of us. Souvenir.

When we went back home at kuya Ran's place, we played with my Monopoly Deal and Boggle. We were playing it until around 5 in the morning. We were injecting all of our banat lines and feels while we were playing it, in a way that we were relating it with our games and everything that is happening in it.

We woke up at around 11 in the morning. I cooked the Brunch. The leftover bagnet, a can of Spam and le delicious fried rice. Ahem, ahem. After eating, we pig around and just watched Tales from the Dark 2. It was like a Thailand, I guess, version of Shake Rattle and Roll. After that, we took a bath and went to Glorietta because Dayn would be meeting us there and would be treating us at McDo. Hoooray!