Meet the Blogger
- Name: Hanna
- Height: 5”
- Eye color: Black
- Birthday: October 2, 1994
- Favourite color(s): Red
- Best school subject(s): English
- Mac or PC: PC
- Current shirt color: Orange
- Day or Night: Night
- Celebrity crush: Ryan Gosling, Benjamin Walker
- Coffee or Tea: Coffee and Tea
- Favourite Food: BlueberryCheesecake and Lasagna
It’s overwhelming that even a stranger, specifically someone who lives far away from me can give me that kind of concern.
My aunt’s American friend who lives in California heard that I came home late, in the wee hours of the morning. Her friend scolded her because she lets me go home late. My aunt laughed because her friend was overreacting. Her friend sent me some sweet messages telling me that I should be careful because he can certainly see a great future ahead of me. I really appreciate his concern. I was on the verge of saying “Awww" but I didn’t because if I did I would have probably cried. Nyehehe. Maybe I’m overreacting because I seldom hear things like that from people, especially guys.
I thought, “So this is how it feels to have a man or a guy genuinely take care of you and show concern..”
People like him inspire me to do good and never give up.
Cha Polo my classmate.
Ralph! My classmate.
From L-R; Karren, Me and Cha. My worn out chucks never give me sore heels.
Some of the amazing illustrations of my classmate, Patricia.
My lefty. Small and weary.
There came a time when a life just ended.
An identity just faded.
Eyelids became heavy, and the skin under those eyes became puffy.
When something inside just died.
You know, even the sun rays that dance between the leaves blind me.
The gravity that pulls down my legs while walking didn’t seem to exist.
I’ll walk until I get home.
Sink in my bed…
and wake up tomorrow, hoping everything will be just..
I won’t try so hard to forget you. This time, I’ll shift my attention to things I have in my hands right now.. I guess I’ll do just fine.
Personal updates. Fap fap~
I will always have that fear that I will be back to my old self again. Weak, vulnerable when in love. I don’t know anyway.. It was like.. ages ago. I was so young, reckless. I was so DUMB! Hahaha. It’s a laughing matter to me now, but I must admit that I really suffered. Sheesh..
I’m not saying that I know everything now, but I can truly say that I’m more careful.. and uptight.
The past’s feelings were the most bittersweet feelings I ever had. If my lovelife was sex, those were the climax. Haha! Now? Maybe I’m still in the foreplay? Lol. Nothing seriously happens in my lovelife nowadays. Forever alone? I don’t think so.. I have a few guys around but I don’t know, I’m still rooting for that one person I had a relationship last summer. Hooked up with him again but I really try so hard to forget him.
I’m scared! Can you blame me? Blech. I can’t define it right now. Love, lust, infatuation? I don’t really like to invest on just feelings.
I do know for a fact that I don’t really have a place in his life. *aww*
I’m being honest with myself. Truth hurts, but what can I do? I can’t force him to make me his queen. I can’t force him to *shiver* love me. Love is too much.
So, I’m just moving forward with my eyes closed. But I don’t know how long can I last.
I just want to be happy, even without a relationship..
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Private School x Public School
Last night I was helping my 4th grade sister in her homework, which was to name the newly discovered planet, and the planet’s moons and their names.
Whoa, when I was in 4th grade I didn’t remember our teacher assigning us some specific topics like these. Anyway, piece of cake thanks to Google, but still..
In my English 102 class last 2nd semester, we read an article about standards between public schools and private schools. It was implied on that article that some of the public schools here in the Philippines have higher standards than some private schools — which means that the B’s in a public school are equal to A’s in some private schools.
I’m not saying that this applies to all public schools and private schools, but base on my observations, I have a few classmates, old and new that came from public schools and they are very remarkable especially in Math and Science fields.
Anyway, I’m having fun listening to my Mom and my sister practicing reading. My mom can be a little harsh sometimes, she was my toughest teacher when I was younger. I remember myself in my sister whenever I hear them. Bwahaha good thing I’m in College now. I’m on my own.. Sigh. :)
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- modern day heroines
- incredible source of strength
Although it’s my greatest fear to be a single mother someday, I still salute women who stand on their own and raise their children without a father. Especially my mom. Yeah we’re not that close but I know she’s been through a lot of hell. Maybe one trait I inherited from her is being gullible. I hate it, but I guess it runs in the blood. However, it hasn’t been a problem for me — growing up without the “presence” of a man, but as I grow up, I do feel a little emptiness inside. I don’t know. I long for something and for someone. I just can’t figure it out.