Cheetah balls and Cheeto balls
Wake up America
Hah same shit.
Yeah so here it goes. At first I was irritated and was about to cry because my mom keeps on contradicting on my plans. I thought I was late and wouldn’t make it to the entrance but HAHA I made it. I wore my 5-inches heels for the entrance and settled on my black wedge all throughout the program. Shet shet shet kilig <3 I got a picture with my crush and got the chance to dance with him also. How cool is that? Yeah yeah we chatted and these and those. I asked him things like “Kala ko *insert course here* kukunin mo?” then he said “Ah yun? Wala kase akong maisip nung time na yun”. Pero alam ko talaga kung ano kukunin nya. :))))))
Dance. Dance. Hands-intertwined. Closer-body-inchbyinch.
The plan is after prom is that we’re going to hang out at McDonald’s but then *sarcastic tone* my mom said that we should go home na. It’s like it’s our first promenade and most probably Eunice’s last. So make the most of it, right? Oh well, I got nothing to do now. Gotta do our Filipino assignment. Ciao :)
Talkin bout bitchin in.
Biglang saya eh.
I bought a pair of high heels today. Hmmm magkasingtangkad na kami ni Kim.
Ralph: State of Despondency.
Me: Wait, what?
Sa Singapore na yung Got to Believe. Omg fan si Isabel (5 y/o) nun. Makanood nga next week.
Hirap ng gan’to. Deputs
Squishies. I’ll give one to you one day.
- Phoebe: What if you worked here in Singapore?
- Me: It's okay. But for now I have to study first.
- Phoebe: What if you had a chance to work here for about.. uhmm.. a year?
- Me: Oh, I'll be happy 'cos I'll get rich.