When a girl says "I'm happy for you" 

most of the time she doesn't mean it. 

What she's trying to say is 

"Why did you choose her over me?"

O, gets mo na.

WHAT I FEEL FOR YOU RIGHT NOW
is the same as what I felt the first time I met you.


A few days ago, I was wandering on the net and found Joel Madden's tumblr. I found it amazing how he's still so much in love with his wife, Nicole Richie, even after having two kids. He would post his wife's pic and say "Humble brag: That's my wife. I'm in love."

Aww.I want a man like that. Someone who'll post my pic on his tumblr and express how much he loves me. I want my own Joel Madden. Well, with lesser tattoos maybe. :)

#Justsaying

On my way to having dinner with my friends, I saw how awful people treat other people. Especially those people whom we consider underdogs in the society. It wasn't a sight to see. If I could, I would have done something. Maybe to slap them on the face or something. But you know me, I'm the blending-in kind of person. I only participate through my thoughts.

So while I was waiting for a tricycle, I saw two kids riding bicycles. They made fun of this mentally challenged person in my community. She's roaming around the streets with dirty clothes, talking to herself. Ten summers ago, this girl was someone I used to play with. But things happened, I don't know what, she suddenly lost her sanity. I felt a tinge of pain while I watched the kids made fun of her. I tried to shoo the kids off. They went away, but I know for sure that they would come back once I'm gone.

While I was sitting inside the jeepney, there's this obese guy who sat across me. His classmates made fun of him, too. They said the jeep was already "tagilid" because of his weight. I felt bad for him. He gave them the dirty finger but they kept on making fun of him. Today, I watched Kung Fu Panda. I remembered Master Shifu and Panda's dialogue on how it was hard for Panda to be him everyday of his life. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought, perhaps, he also felt that way. If I were as hot as Cameron Diaz, I would have helped this guy turn his fate around. I'll do something cool like pretend I'm that guy's girlfriend like Cameron Diaz gave her bra to a bullied student in Bad Teacher.

But then, we passed through a Catholic Church, and then the guy sitting next to the obese guy made the sign of the cross. The obese guy made a "Psssh" sound to mock his religious classmate. Awful. I am not Catholic, but I respect everyone's religion. I actually am struggling spiritually right now, but I still respect those who believe in their own gods.

This made me think that the cycle for mockery just goes on and on if we are rude to one person. He would just pass on the mockery until he finds satisfaction on hurting someone for doing something or just simply being the way he is.

I don't really care much about people's appearance, or belief, or sexual orientation, or whatever. I just dislike judging people based on how they are. I mean, who am I to judge? No one is greater or lesser than the other--we have no right to boast of anything, really. I wish people would think that.

But having people believe in my code of morals is maybe similar to making them be like me. So, whatevs. You do what you want. This whole entry is tagged as #justsaying.

That hateful moment when everyone said you look great today, then there's that one person who would rain on your parade and say something stupid like "You look fat".

Gee. Thanks a lot.

Ta-dah! Like I promised, my bangs ala kitchen shears. Hoho. That is not my all time best shot but it's the best I got from the other 23542 pictures I took of myself. Gah. I hate self portraits on cellphones. >.<

Fugleeey. I need someone to re-do my hair. For free. Hoho. I'm broke as hell.

I want your hair

I saw this picture today. Her hair is so amazing, I was inspired to cut my own hair! Haha. I was a bit scared that I might cut my bangs too short, so I settled on a side swept one. I want to cut them that short, but I am afraid I might regret it afterward. If I would be well decided tomorrow, I might cut them to that length. :)

If I look good tomorrow, I might take a photo. If not, then you know. 

I wonder how many times an average person lies on a job interview.

I had my first job interview today. Well, not really first. Because I already had experienced it a few times before. I don't know, I just have bad memories of interviews. Like when I was interviewed for my online job, I kept on saying "My nerves got the best of me, sorry." For my internship, my boss gave me a feedback that he didn't want to hire me initially because I didn't have an edgy personality and seemed uninterested. For my summer job, I was crying while telling the allegedly dramatic story of my life. But somehow, I got all those jobs from my sucky interviews. Yes, I am lucky.

I pushed my luck on this one, though. I probably won't get the job. I was given a tip not to say "Yes, I can do it" all the time. But I still nodded my head like a clueless puppy on all the interviewer's questions. "Yes, I can adjust." "Yes, I would try my best." "Yes, I can learn." But in the back of my head, I was asking myself questions like "Can I really adjust? Will I really do my best? Will I learn to do that?"

The funnier thing is, I discovered today that I have a talent in rapping. I was asked to introduce myself and I said something like "IamCyreneIamagraduatefromtheUniversityofthePhilippinesLosBanoswithadegreeinDevelopmentCommunicationblahblahblah." HAHAHAHAHA. When I think about it, it makes me kinda laugh at myself.

Next week, I'm going to try and look for other job opportunities. Hopefully, my feet would turn warmer. I don't wanna get nervous again and do a free rap performance! Lol.