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#joekim #tennisacademy at #starsmarsfield training the #koreanteam for tournaments. #STARStv (at STARS Marsfield)
Joe and Kim
new year kahapon. laftrip tong dalawa eh pumunta sa bahay para kunin ung t-shirt .. namimigay kasi ako de choss.. ayun nga. yung pamangkin ko gusto sa kanila HAHAHA tito joe and tito kim de joke :) si kim na lang yung walang pamangkin eh. kasi si joe meron na, si glen meron, ako pati si fran basta yung mga kilala ko lang HAHA. katuwa lang kasi pumunta sila nakakamiss. :) tsaka sakto din. kwentuhan lang and yun :) birthday pa ni joe AHAHA bukas at mamaya na yon. feb 2. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOE .
sayang wala tayong picture tatlo , wala na yung cp ko huhu. :(
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Craving some waffles... With whipped cream.. lots and lots of whipped cream.. sigh..
EWGAKBGIUR~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SENIOR PROJECT PRESENTATION. DONE. YESSSSS. feels so good ;_;
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow is my birthday..
I'll be 18 years old..
Birthdays are a reminder that we're all getting older, that our time is running out, that we're moving on and that we better get ready for change.
I've always been known as the trouble maker. I always acted up. I was not a good kid. I was the rabble rouser, the annoying kid who would never shut up, the stupid girl who would do anything to get attention. Even up to the point where I would cut myself. Of course when that happened, my friends were extremely upset that I would resort to doing such a stupid thing. I even hurt one of my closest friends, and I swore to never, ever do anything like that ever again.
Once I got into high school. I didn't do anything to stand out. I turned quiet and only get loud when I'm with my closest friends. But outside of that.. I'm self-contained. Reserved. Kind of like a wall flower.
In retrospect.. retrospect? That's a funny thought, because there's nothing I can look back at and really pride myself on. These past 17 years, I've been nothing but a trouble maker. I caused trouble in different ways. For 17 years I've only brought pain upon my family and friends.. and most of all.. me. I guess I did try to work hard, hoping that I would amount to something.. but I never really did. I didn't do anything extraordinary or spectacular that would make me noticed. I didn't get into some fancy named college. I never made my parents feel proud. Always disappointed...
Tomorrow I turn 18.
Tomorrow, I will move on from the past.
Scared.
With college acceptances coming here and there, I can't help but feel bitter to those who have been accepted to NYU. A storm of jealous rage just runs rampant...all over the damn place.. whenever I find out someone from Arcadia got accepted into NYU. I feel extremely bitter. It's terrible..
Everyone asks me where I'm going and I say Elmira College and no one experiences any interest because they have never heard of this school. A school 1 hour away from Cornell University and 4 hours away from New York University.
NYU..
my dream school in my dream city..
No matter how bitter and jealous I feel to those accepted to NYU..I have no one to blame but myself.
I brought this upon myself.
I couldn't apply to NYU because my grades are absolute shit. Dropped all my AP's and even got the scarlet letters on my transcript.. How did this even happen.
I had such a high hopes for myself 4 years ago. and here I am now... regretting everything.
I could transfer after a year... but can I really do it? After all the things I have gone through in high school, I don't have any self-confidence anymore...
I'm terrified...
frightened..
scared..
It wasn't until today that I decided to educate myself on the full story of the Boston bombing. What happened is absolutely just terrible, and I can't imagine the amount of pain the families of those who have left this world or who are injured have to go through. My thoughts and prayers go out to those who are scarred, emotionally and physically, because of the Boston bombing. But ESPECIALLY to the family of the suspects.