"i learned that before i ask questions, i must think about whether i really like to know the answers."
Ignorance by Paramore
wow. bago to. hindi ako naghintay ng text message niya after nung reply ko. e kasi naman i kept myself busy. that's the key, eh? buong araw, internet lamang ang inatupag ko. nag-upload sa tumblr. nag-tweet sa twitter. pinublish ung 2 offline blogs. nag-submit ng deviations. browsed tumblr accounts at sobrang gaganda nanaman ng mga photographs na nasaksihan ng dalawang mata ko. kumuha ng brushes for photoshop. at kumuha din ng album artworks.
well, mejo tinitignan ko parin phone ko at nag-eexpect. [pfft, akala ko ba di na naghihintay. liar.] at around 4: 42 pm, nagtext siya. here it goes:
coffeecrunch: happy monthsary. bukas nlang write up o itxt ko nlang?
ako: bukas nalang. db mahaba un para itxt? salamat aa. kaw, gusto mo din ng write up?
coffeecrunch: kung pde sana at ok lang sau. bukas nalang.
ako: oo naman. cge, bukas nalang. salamat ulit.
coffeecrunch: salamat dn.
One Time by Justin Bieber
at ginawan ko nga siya ng write up. ay nakakabaliw. namimiss ko siya. at tinignan ko nalang ung write up sa perspective ng isang kaibigan. kasi nakakaloko naman siguro kung may mga bagay na nakasulat dun na perspektibo lang ng nagmamahal diba? edi nainlab naman ung mga nagbasa. LOL. pero sana matuwa siya kahit papaano.
haaay. naiinlove nanaman ako. sh*t. ba't ba kasi ganito? isang text lang niya, lumilipad nanaman ako at meron nanamang butterflies sa tyan ko. demn! ewan ko ba. tapos twitterpated [kinikilig. courtesy of twitter.com] nanaman ako. nakakabadtrip. balik grade 7 nanaman. tumitili nanaman puso ko. rrr.
ano kayang mangyayari pag nasilayan nanaman ng mata ko ang mukha niya? matutulala nanaman ba ako? o matutunaw? o sasabog na parang pinutok na bubble? but my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles! oh, you're trying to fight back your emotions but THEY JUST WON'T GO AWAY! what? what?! WHAAAT!!! maybe we're really meant to be together and that someday, our relationship will wtill work and we'll be like we used to be and all the stars'll just bow down to us because of our extreme sweetness and intimacy which will rock all meteorites in the universe! dang these butterflies -- oh, nooo... i have gotten over him. i won't let this text message destroy everything i worked hard for.
NNNOOO!!!~~~ ok, fine. yes, whatever.
Labels: coffeecrunch, lurve, monthsary

here we go again
i'll talk less and you'll know me more.
ma. erika b. becoñado erika, eka, eks, ek, ka, karot, ekarot, baby, papi, kapatid, kopi, pankeik. Dil, QC. Philippines. 070493, 16 years young. UPIS, senior high. UPISSCA, Sangguniang Pangwika. Pep Squad: Tambolero.
in-love, loving in silence. effusive. cuddler. capricious. sticky. trembly. emo? bitch. sentimental. cry-baby.
drama queen. musically-inclined. receptive. sticky. malambing. secretive. tender. touchy. vampire. nocturnal. bookworm. claustrophobic. bajista. gitarista.
LURVES: soundtrip. mcdo. vampire wars. fashion wars. yo ville. farm ville. pc/laptop. unlitxt20. ice cream. vanilla shake. chocolate. candies.
toasts. brownies. cupcakes. onigiri. starbucks [chocolate cream chips frappe]. sisig. fresh milk. lollipop. sushi.
strawberry. pictures. love quotes. love stories. slurpee. the sun. beach. nail polish. nike. yellow. plushies. bears. UP18. beyonce. NSYNC. westlife. taylor swift. lady gaga. paramore. vintage. stripes. privacy. doodles. books. mushrooms.
HATES: metal. hiphop. noise. the rain. backstabbers. plastic. over-acting. kulang sa pansin. kill-joy. spoiled brats. selfish. people who are not aware or those who simply don't think about other's feelings around them. rudeness and all of its components. violence and its forms. the dark. physics and chemistry and MATH. group messages. competitive-ness.
title: [late post] you and i both 11.04.09
written on: Sunday, November 22, 2009 | 7:49 PM
"i learned that before i ask questions, i must think about whether i really like to know the answers."
Ignorance by Paramore
wow. bago to. hindi ako naghintay ng text message niya after nung reply ko. e kasi naman i kept myself busy. that's the key, eh? buong araw, internet lamang ang inatupag ko. nag-upload sa tumblr. nag-tweet sa twitter. pinublish ung 2 offline blogs. nag-submit ng deviations. browsed tumblr accounts at sobrang gaganda nanaman ng mga photographs na nasaksihan ng dalawang mata ko. kumuha ng brushes for photoshop. at kumuha din ng album artworks.
well, mejo tinitignan ko parin phone ko at nag-eexpect. [pfft, akala ko ba di na naghihintay. liar.] at around 4: 42 pm, nagtext siya. here it goes:
coffeecrunch: happy monthsary. bukas nlang write up o itxt ko nlang?
ako: bukas nalang. db mahaba un para itxt? salamat aa. kaw, gusto mo din ng write up?
coffeecrunch: kung pde sana at ok lang sau. bukas nalang.
ako: oo naman. cge, bukas nalang. salamat ulit.
coffeecrunch: salamat dn.
One Time by Justin Bieber
at ginawan ko nga siya ng write up. ay nakakabaliw. namimiss ko siya. at tinignan ko nalang ung write up sa perspective ng isang kaibigan. kasi nakakaloko naman siguro kung may mga bagay na nakasulat dun na perspektibo lang ng nagmamahal diba? edi nainlab naman ung mga nagbasa. LOL. pero sana matuwa siya kahit papaano.
haaay. naiinlove nanaman ako. sh*t. ba't ba kasi ganito? isang text lang niya, lumilipad nanaman ako at meron nanamang butterflies sa tyan ko. demn! ewan ko ba. tapos twitterpated [kinikilig. courtesy of twitter.com] nanaman ako. nakakabadtrip. balik grade 7 nanaman. tumitili nanaman puso ko. rrr.
ano kayang mangyayari pag nasilayan nanaman ng mata ko ang mukha niya? matutulala nanaman ba ako? o matutunaw? o sasabog na parang pinutok na bubble? but my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles! oh, you're trying to fight back your emotions but THEY JUST WON'T GO AWAY! what? what?! WHAAAT!!! maybe we're really meant to be together and that someday, our relationship will wtill work and we'll be like we used to be and all the stars'll just bow down to us because of our extreme sweetness and intimacy which will rock all meteorites in the universe! dang these butterflies -- oh, nooo... i have gotten over him. i won't let this text message destroy everything i worked hard for.
NNNOOO!!!~~~ ok, fine. yes, whatever.
Labels: coffeecrunch, lurve, monthsary