Queen Biyachessa

I know I haven’t been into love stories lately. For those who don’t know, I recently went into “love” depression stage were I was loveless, felt hopeless and…you get that, very depressing.

So naturally, I wasn’t about to jump at any more depressing love stories that make you hope for nothing. Okay, there goes my depressed side again. Haha.
Still, I couldn’t help reading Twilight. The book was awesome.
Edward, despite the fact that he’s a total hottie in the movie, is the most romantic, most awesome, most incredible (vampire) guy I have ever read of. If God was to give me someone like him, I’d take him no matter what. Lol. Yummy. Haha.
Anyway, I just want to share some awesome, can I repeat that again? Awesome. Can I repeat again? No? Okay, never mind. Well, here are some of the most romantic lines I’d totally die for:

1.”Do you really believe that you care more for me than I do for you?” he murmured

2.”You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever,”

3.”And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…”

4.”I love you,” I whispered
“You are my life now,” he answered simply

1.The first line was the line that nearly made me cry. I was reading in the SMX Convention Center and crying then and there with my make up on wasn’t a good idea. Do I have to explain why it made me cry? I wanted so much to bawl there. If I had a guy who’d say that to me? God, I’d probably marry him. It’s romantic, a huge gesture and any girl would feel lucky because she has this guy who said that to her. It’s cheesy. But true.

2.The second line is by FAR the best and most romantic line. You’re crazy if you don’t agree. I don’t have to explain it. Any girl would be lucky to be said that.

3. This line is actually a bit funny.
She replied, “what a stupid lamb,”
he said, “what a sick masochistic lion,”
It’s meaningful, crazy beautiful and uber romantic.

4. Do I have to explain why? I didn’t think so. That’s almost a proposal already. It’s everything in those words.

Still not convinced to read Twilight? Well, you’re crazy. Go ahead and miss out on one of the best books ever written. See if I care. Lol.
If you love Harry Potter, read this because it’s dangerously adventurous and thrilling.
If you love Gossip Girl, read this because it’s got the teen dramas we all go through.
If you love Sidney Sheldon and her thriller books, read this because its thrilling and exciting and fast paced.
And if you like love stories, read this. Plainly because in this book is everything you’d ask for. Eternal love, you and I against the world, different worlds, fighting the impossible, doing everything for you.

If you’re still not convinced…well, that’s your problem. Haha. Miss out. You’ll regret it. Promise.=p

You have to love it. Especially when there is nothing else to do but fool around with the camera.
And I love it just as much when I have people who also love playing with the camera as much as I do.
August 20, 2008
SMX Convention Center, Pasay City 8:00am

It was Ate’s oath taking ceremony. We woke up at 4.30am just to get ready. Actually I woke up around 3am due to a very, very annoying customer. Okay, that was a bad thing to say, she may be reading this right now, and I’d be called un-customer friendly. Whatever.
It’s just that, you don’t buy and pay at 3am in the morning. I mean, really? And you wonder why I don’t reply. Of course.
I go into a weird state they call sleep. Note to customer:*You might like to try that someday.*
I know. I can smell the sarcasm again. Sorry.
Anyway, back to the topic. I woke up at 3am, probably mumbled something evil about the customer and replied super plastic something to her. (I’m so bad. I think I’m ready to be shipped off to hell now.) Again, back to the topic.
After replying, I went straight back to sleep. I was thinking then, I’d sleep only for awhile, but I was tired, so I overslept. I didn’t have time to check my mails then. So there, my underexciting story of how I spent my early morning.
Then, when we arrived in the convention center, it was raining cats and dogs! I mean it! Almost, okay. NOT..lol. But it was raining really hard. Good thing I brought a book. Before everything started, we took pictures. Well, okay, I did.

Mark and I fooling around. He’s such a cutie. Right? Right?

My mom and dad, ready to go up the stage with Ate.
Mark and I again, fooling with the camera.
Tita Auds and I. You really gotta love the dress. Right?
Love his faces! He creates faces no one can! What do you think? Such a cutie. You gotta love the boy. And me too..=p
Me! I was freezing, I think I almost felt my feet going into frostbite.

Outside the convention center. Hmm. Look at that line. Lol. We were too early to suffer with them. We arrived 7.30am and the ceremony didn’t start until 9am..

I know. It sucks.

Of course. It’s me again. Don’t get frustrated, it’s my blog. =p
Mark and I. I really had to bargain him to take pictures with me. The boy is impossible. Not that he hates pictures. He loves them. He just doesn’t like it taken with someone else. Hmm. Crazy. Wonder were that came from.
Cute. I mean it! Don’t you wanna laugh? I know I do. Where’s your sense of humor? Hmm. Go home and find it honey.

My parents again. Well, well. I thought they looked the most decent in the room. You’d want to if your daughter was climbing up the stage in front of national television.

Picture galore before P.E. Not that I don’t like my P.E it’s just really frustrating that we have to wear uniform. It’s also not that I don’t like my uniform, more like it’s too irritatingly hot to wear it. And not to mention, doesn’t really come up with the fashionistic sense..If I had one anyway.
Yup. I know I look like an idiot. But I love it. Haha. Stop laughing. I do. Momentary craziness. I took it out of the fact I was losing poses. I don’t hold any aggressiveness in my looks, or so I think. So I tried (did I? haha.) to make it look a little effortless. Oh. It feels painful to look at now. Lol.

The second picture. Stop laughing. Haha. I can’t help it too. Vanity does cause craziness. Apparently, so does Accountancy. Put together, I just might be on my way to Mental centers. Not that I probably was considered for that hmm, lets say a few years back, 18 years, but, you can never really tell when it’s time.

Haha. Look at that. The claw dropped a little. I feel like an idiot now. The girl in the picture must be on high to take that.

Pictures galore before heading to SM Megamall that day. I missed taking pics. I think I stopped when I realized my eyebags weren’t any smaller than the day before. It’s stressing really.

THE POSES ECKLAVU?


The Chinese Dress

Modeling poses eclavu..haha..

If there was an award for being vain, I’d probably have won a thousand already.

I’m so vain sometimes. The first 3 pictures were taken in a fitting room in Sta. Lucia. I was supposed to look for a dress to wear for the oath taking the next day. I already had a dress but my mother thought I looked too thin in the dress. I didn’t mind buying a new one, I loved shopping. I just figured out a bit too late before I started picturing. I think I tried on already 3-4 dresses before I got the itch to picture. The last two pics were taken in momentary pic modes. Probably before class or before I go out when I’m prepared totally for pics..

Is being addicted to yourself that bad? Probably not. Well, I don’t think so anyway. Not yet. Lol.

I loved that chinese collared dress. Don’t you? Although it wasn’t 100% perfect fit, it looked really good on me and it was perfect for the occasion because both my parents also wore the similar type of clothes (chinese theme).

*pictures up for show only. This blog may or may not have anything to do with the people in these pictures. They know who they are. They don’t need proof.*

What does it take to make up a good friendship?
Is it necessarily the laughter you guys share? The amount of beer you all finish in a night? The smiles you all share between each and every wicked comment behind other people’s back?
Is it the amount of time you share gossiping about other people while doing your assignment? Or the falsity that each of you unknowingly hold against the other?

What about the bad times? The times, one has fallen and is about to break down? What about the times one of you is having problems?Or the time that you either sacrifice happiness of one person just for your gain?

What is it that really makes up a good friendship?
Do we even have that? Or are we just put together for the mere fact that we get along during the good times?

Has it ever even occured that some of us are real people who live real lives, have real parents, have real feelings that you’re dealing with?

Can you be even a little more insensitive than you already are?

How about the time, you all worked to gain a part of your want, completely ignoring the totally opposite want and responsibility of another? Do I have to elaborate?

-You’re a girl. You know your responsibilities as a girl. You should have been considerate enough to know that some people do not live lives like you do.

-You know you’re old enough and matured. You know that was wrong. And you still did it. Why? To have fun? To drink? You’re an a* and sometimes you can be so inconsiderate I wonder how you became my friend.

-Plainly. You’re an idiot. You lied straight to her face. Be ashamed. Even just a little.

- You’re changing. And I don’t like it one bit. I don’t know who you are anymore. Whatever or whomever you’re copying, stop it, coz God and I know, you don’t need to be like that.

You know who you are. I so hope you read this.

PART II

Yes. It’s not over yet.

I’m getting sick of it. I don’t know how bad influence you guys have on me or is it the other way around? I feel we’re in this elementary scenario wherein we look for whoever is most popular and follow them.

Is that how college is gonna be? Then I’m out.

Teasing? Is okay.
Insulting? Is not!
Teasingly insults? No difference.

You know the difference.

I’m no metal that doesn’t have any feelings. I get hurt dude! I also have a major case of inferiority complex within me and everything you say? Actually has an effect on me.

Shocked? Idiot. Who did you think I was? Queen Jollibee?
Yes, I’m human. A Homo Sapien. Modern kind anyway.

You wonder why I’m moody? I don’t get moody for nothing.
I told you I’m human. I somehow derive emotions from the surroundings.

And yes, that includes you. For that matter since you and I actually share a room, share a school, share a region and a country, and of course, we share the same planet. Planet Earth.

You wonder why I’m moody?
You still believe it’s because I’m Pisces? Idiot.

What? You really think I believe in those bullsh**?
I may act a little dumb sometimes, but you must know I am a writer and I have pretty good instincts too. I also have a bit of intelligence, you know, I am 18years old already, I must have gone through experiences too, to get through those 18 years. And according to those 18 years, I never relied on the stars to tell my future. What did you think I was too dumb to realize that?

I’m moody? No hon. I don’t get moody for nothing.
I’m quiet? Me? Lol.
Now you wonder why I’m quiet.
Idiot. Of course.

Yes, dear. Underneath all that bitterness and strength of falsity? I also have a heart.

Still haven’t got it yet?
I get angry dude!

AND MY MOODS DEFINITELY SHOW IT!
SO DON’T BE SUCH AN A** AND START PICKING UP SENSITIVITY PACKS FROM THE HEAVEN STORE. YOU NEED IT BAD!

*YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. PLAY DUMB ALL YOU WANT. FAKE?*

It’s been quite some time since I last said that word. Well I mean for myself. And maybe even as in a future potential. I haven’t really thought of love for some time now. Since I started business, I’ve been too preoccupied. Having a business and school is a bit much when you’re in my position so I was shocked to find myself thinking of love these times.

I know I’ve been having some feelings for him some time now. It’s almost neutral sometimes, and sometimes its a bit more. Sometimes, I do care, and sometimes I don’t.

I haven’t known him well yet. I have this stupid weakness for the weak in a minor case to “try” help them become better people.
So yes. He got me there.
He’s a really weak person. And I like that. I like trying to help him. But then sometimes, I think I just help too much. I don’t really know what I feel yet, or if I’m becoming much of a feeler. But Kym’s right. I shouldn’t look. I just have to wait. He’ll come.

My prince will come. And someday, I’ll also have that someone to lean on.
Sometimes, I just can’t help but wish he’d come already.