I care too much but no one seems to give a damn about me. I get jealous, I can’t help it. I assume a lot. I always over think to the point where I cry. I turn the smallest things into a big deal. I fall for people easily. I can’t help it. Thats my problem.
When you first meet me, our conversation is going to be awkward because I would have absolutely no idea what to talk about. It’s also worse when you’re cute. But if you wait a little or over time, I’ll eventually get comfortable around you. Then I’ll start talking so much that it’ll probably annoy you.
Having someone to talk to every night is actually kind of nice.
Staying up late talking about pointless things in life and laughing about the randomest things. Struggling to stay up late but not letting them know how tired you are just to stay on the phone with them, until eventually one of you falls asleep. Just the feeling of having company and having someone to share your late night thoughts with. These conversations are the most unforgettable.
Being part of a Filipino family is pretty much the best damn thing. When you're surrounded by them you don't have to worry about looking like a fatass since there's always gonna be someone stuffing themself with rice right next to you. You don't have to be embarrassed about your singing skills since odds are that there's gonna be someone drunk as f'ck singing their head off on karaoke. You don't have to worry about talking with your mouth full since most of the titos and titas are yelling with pancit noodles hanging outta their mouths like half the time. You don't even have to worry about using utensils. Screw spoons, forks, and knives. Eating with your hands is the way to go. I love my Filipino family.
The freshman girl, oh so shy, sits and watches the sophomore guy. The sophomore guy, with his head in a whirl, sits and watches the junior girl. The junior girl, in her red sedan, sits and watches the senior man. But, the senior man all hot and wild, secretly loves the freshman child.
I know you’re ashamed of me. I haven’t been listening to you guys. I was too busy asking you guys for money and buying expensive things. I’ve been going out almost everyday. When you lecture me about something important, I wouldn’t care and just walk away. I would never help clean, and I would…
This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese Feng Shui, the one who does not copy, will be without money. Figured I'd pass this on!
Everyone has a secret they haven't shared. Everyone has a past no one's heard about. Everyone has talents that people don't notice. Everyone has weaknesses hidden inside. Everyone has a story left untold, so never start judging someone thinking you know them back to front. Because the truth is, you probably don't.