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Hi, Miho. Lol. Just the hair, okay? JUST THE HAIR. 😂 #closeenough #Miho

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"I don't really know. It just happened that when I gave him my shirt to let him sign, I met his gaze and, fuck, I was hit. Hit by something to make my system go giddy."

Flashback: June (or July) 2013

"Shit! Anong name nung 4th year na 'yun?" I asked my friend, Ellah, nudging her savagely. I can't wait to get near that tall, white, and breathtaking guy. "Aba ewan! Ngayon pa nga lang ako makakalapit sa mga 4th year!" then she laughed crazily. I pushed her with such force until we reached the 4th year's lounge. (LOL)

He was signing my fellow freshies' shirts and I was busy ogling at him. When it was my turn, I saw his surprised and curious look.

"Ay, ang ganda mo naman..." he said and hell, Ellah nudged me back. I was astounded. "Anong name mo?" he asked. God! His voice.

"V-Valerry po," yes. I stuttered in front of him. Lame.

"Hmm.." He mumbled as he looked for his name on my shirt after asking my name. It's required for us freshies to enlist our seniors' names and them to sign it. Fuck. I am trembling.

"'Yun!" he exclaimed. His name's at the bottom part and had its own space. He signed it with a green marker because he said he wanted his signature to be unique. I thanked him and took a swift glance afterwards. Our eyes met and fuck it, I squealed internally.

And then I looked at my shirt.

"Wil.." Why on Earth are you gay? *sigh*

End of Flashback

That's it. His name. But thanks to the bulletin board, I was able to see not only his face but also his name. Wilfred Ladiana. I swear, my girl friends were close to beat the shit out of me when I started hitting their arms. Kinikilig kasi ako. As if hindi pa nangyayari sa inyo 'yun? Geez.

So, yeah. This guy's Wilfred, 'Wil' for short. Our senior Bio student. Tall, white, fluffy and hot. Seriously, I'm hitting on him. My classmates know, of course. Haha!

I just wish he knows I exist. I thought he knew back when he signed my shirt. The next meeting we had, he asked me if I was a bio student, too and again, asked for my name. I swear! I heard shattering glasses behind my background. Plus, lumped shoulders for me. He doesn't know I exist. But hell, I don't give a damn.

I continued crushing on him. LOL! I feel giddy whenever I see him walk past by me. Go hit my friends whenever we're close or whenever he talks to me.

Like when there's a program held at our Gymnasium, we're always sitting close to each other. And he doesn't know.

He screams and goof around, I laugh with it and think that he's really adorable. And he doesn't know.

He acts like a girl but all I can see is a hot man beneath that facade. And he doesn't know.

He borrowed my phone one time to play games and fuck, I was scared that he'll see my stolen pictures of him and my goofy images. I was sweating with nervousness. And he doesn't know.

He talked to me that night, asking me some questions that lasted for minutes. Again, he asked me my name. *sigh* I was hurt. Gosh, he doesn't know.

He did the 'walk-the-walk' on our Bio Christmas Party and I screamed for his name. He didn't hear it. But hell, I managed to shout his name ahead of others. And he doesn't know.

A sweet song played after an out-and-out music and I wished for him to dance with me. And he doesn't know.

He and I, together with my fellow freshies, smiled at the camera. I badly wanted to have a solo picture with him. He and I. But I was too scared. Too timid. And he doesn't know.

And one day, I received an unexpected text from him that made me hit my sister while gazing for some phone cases. He sent a text message, greeting me and introducing himself at the same time.

I wasn't euphoric at first. I scowled. Because he misspelled my name. And he doesn't know. Therefore, I replied the day after.

I can talk to him thru texts. But I still dream of hearing his voice. And talk to him in person. (Longer. Not like the meeting we had at SM National Bookstore)

He's not totally gay and is willing to man up in front of me. But I still dream of him being really manly by showing himself.. topless. And doing some sexy dance.

I like him a lot and he doesn't show any knots about it. I'm fine with it. It's not as if it is indeed required for him to like him back.

Hi, Kuya Wil.

Although you're unpredictable and such, I'm still your one and only fan. And I'm still looking forward for that piggyback ride, McDo fries, and sexy topless dance. Oh, about the marriage proposal thingy I said, wait and see. LOL.

Oh, and if you happen to see this.. (which is highly impossible but still, a little part of me wishes you to) I'm already preparing my grave.

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Me and my sister Nicole. (Left to right)

Do you have a sister? Or a brother? How does it feel like to have one?

Actually, this is a random post and I just feel like blogging about me and my sis. She's one year younger than me. Basically, I am 16 and she just turned 15 last August.

She's the most annoying, selfish, nerve-breaking brat I've ever met in my whole life. Whole life, yes, literally. She's so sassy. So girly. Traits that girls should have. And i don't have those. She loves fancy dresses and admired by guys. She's little and cute. Pretty, yes. No, I'm not jealous or something. Gosh, that's so lame. She's bitchy. Like me, of course.

But she can't beat me. :P

And I guess I'm stuck with her forever. I'm not saying I don't want that. I don't even want to go away from her. She's my sister. My partner in crime. My other half.

We are sisters by blood. And friends by choice. Our bond is really tight and though, we fight everyday, we consider that as our "lambingan" or "sweetness". I say harsh words to her. Call her names. Bully her. Make fun of her. Don't worry, nothing serious. She does that to me, as well. LOL.

I'm the only one who can bully her. Who can call her filthy names. Strangle her. Pull her hair. Curse her. Make fun of her.

I MUST be the only one doing those things.

Because, bitches.. lay one contaminating finger on her, I swear, you're dead meat. Not an empty threat. You can ask her for proofs. :)

So.. there it is. Although we barely hang out (due to my hectic schedule. Ugh. College.) during school days, we still manage to talk about random things. We keep on screwing ourselves with such death traps and threats. LOL. That's our bonding and we're having fun. We're always on each other's side. That's lovely.

I love this girl. So much. =))

And please, guys. Don't just see your siblings as "just siblings". "Just" by title or blood. They complete your life. And I guarantee you, respecting and treating them right will result to a good relationship. No fights, just love. Err.. playful fights. LOL.

Ciao! ;)

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