Things that stress me out:
——doctors
——sluts
——medicine
——thinking too much
——thinking too little
——not getting what I want
Religion; I believe in God but I never believed in worshipping God. I don’t think loving and worshipping are the same thing.
Nice small deeds I have done; I never really remember or realize I’m doing things for people unless it’s making them presents. And, if I do, I never really confess it either because I love having secrets to keep (and secrets to tell, rarely). And it’s fun. It’s really, really fun.
2011/03/02
Tags: march
D.2—The best teacher
Papa Glock, hands down.
A lot of people would think I’d choose Wong. But Wong isn’t the best teacher, he’s the best “adult” (I put quotations because Wong is really a child) in school to have as a buddy.
Tags: march
My names always change. Always.
I don’t go crazy over JizzJizz, but I go crazy over the people that call me it.
And then Avina and this adorable Teddy calls me Kitty.
I have other names like Boyonco, and Gigi (this one’s from someone I love).
My inang used to call me neng, which means little girl. She was the only one that did.
And then there are names I love being called because, well because.
Only, I don’t want to say them because I don’t want anyone
to get any ideas of calling me them
Because I really wouldn’t want to hear them from anyone else
