moosic is my religion.

All I can do is sigh.
Tonight, I was supposed to be at Alabang with my tropa for Kyle's debut.


... unfortunately, I didn't have a ride. So I'm stuck at home.


But then Pappi wanted me to go to Bed Space when he found out I wasn't going to Alabang anymore. He said I should ask Melissa out. We waited for her reply, but then again--as the hours passed by... I got lazy.


So now, I'm still at home--wondering what could've been if I went out with Melissa tonight.


... but then again, I'd rather be here--bored and restless--than not being with my dad on his birthday.




I'm just waiting for midnight to strike and I can officially greet him.


I'm so sleepy now, though.
Oh and I cut class again today (w/ Potchee)!
So. Freaking. Sleepy.



I hope Bee's having fun at teh party.
Earlier today was fun with you, btw.
I love being playful with you. :)






So someone asked me...
aren't you doubtful when he goes out?


I trust him. So much.
And that whatever happens--
even if it's because of my stupidity,
I love him. And no, it's not martyrdom.


It's acceptance.


I'm young. He's young.
Is that such a crime?


We know our boundaries.
Why break them if you want to
stick together?

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