I believe this text message came from Bea Liwanag's mom:
"Bea will be scheduled for a bone marrow transplant on Sept. 18. The aggressive state of her cancer cells makes it impossible to wait for a perfect donor so we have decided to use Bea's dad who is a 4/6 match.
"Bea's doctors shall start her chemo therapy and total body irradiation from Sept. 6-17 in Makati Medical Center. Afterwhich, Bea will be transferred to Asian Hospital for the transplant.
"Now more than ever Bea will be needing for us to storm the heavens with prayers for Mama Mary's intercession for our Good Lord to see Bea through this final stage of her battle, the way He has always seen her through all the hurdles for the past 7 months.
"Thanks and God bless."
bullshitter - (n.) someone who bullshits
don't take it the wrong way. i haven't been bullshitted. i was just reading someone's blog and read something about being a man hater. i don't believe in man haters. i believe in bullshitters. right maika best friend? Ü
apathy - (n.) lack of emotion or interest
for some reason it only hit me now that a certain someone lacks apathy. yes, just now. while everyone was telling me about this person's lack of apathy, i continued ignoring the fact that this person needs more apathy. today i didn't mind that person much and this person added more annoyance to me. (labo ng sentence.)
i woke up today thinking and HOPING that there wouldn't be school. unfortunately, there was so i had to stand up and do my morning stuff. it felt weird going to school without the usual welcmoing smile of kacki. something i missed today.
andie came.. thanks andie!!!!
english. i promise to study for the next english test. i have this really big feeling that i just failed my english unit test. not studying does NOT help. ugh. stupid words. the only word i actually remember is compunction. and it didn't come out in the test!!
i passed physics. oh happy day. but it doesn't help. i still think i'm getting a line of 7 in the card which means i'd have to quit the team. and i don't want to do that. HELL NO.
math. all i can say is, RAWR. i do not understand how people can be so apathetic. word of the day: apathy. does anyone know what our test schedule is? and when is the english project due? thank you.
mtb was the only thing that made my day. thank you very much to mtb for everything. thank you wake up your seatmate. thank you tara abrina, mady, berns and the freshies (hehe, sorry i don't know all your names!) thank you jiza, yumi paeng and everyone else who were there. THANK YOU MIA TENGCO.
i was talking to mica today. and she thinks i'm dense. i am NOT dense. that's all i have to say. oh and she told me to paste som stuff here, so i will. hehe.. (uto-uto naman ako!)
>If you like to get out from a noisy party
>and walk together outside only with him/her,
>you are in love with him/her.
>
>
When you are together with him/her,
>you pretend to ignore him/her.
>But when he/she is not around you,
>you might look around to find her/him.
>At that moment, you are in love.
>
>
Although there is someone else
>who always makes you laugh, your eyes
>and attention might go only to him/her.
>Then, you are in love with him/her.
>
>Although he/she supposes to call you a long time ago
>to let you know her/him safe arriving at home,
>your phone is quiet.
>Then, you realize that you are in panic for the waiting.
>At that moment, you are in love with her/him.
>
>When you look at a group picture, you might rather
>look for her (to know who was next to him/her or how he/she
>looks like in that picture) than look for yourself.
>Then, you realize that you are in love with her/him.
>
>
You have to hook out your telephone line
>for your busy study, but you can not do it
>for one phone call from her/him.
>Then, you are in love with her/him.
>
>If you are much more excited for
>one short e-mail from her/him than other many long e-mails,
>you are in love with her/him.
>
>When you find yourself who can not erase
>messages in your answering machine
>for one message from her/him,
>then you are in love with her/him.
>
>
When you get a couple of free movie tickets,
>you would not hesitate to think of her/him.
>Then, you are in love with HER/HIM.
>
>
You keep telling yourself, "She/He is just
>a friend," but you realize that you can
>not help avoiding the special attraction from her/him.
>At that moment, you are in love with her/him.
>
>While you are reading this mail,
>if someone appears in your mind,
>you are deeply in love with her/him.
notice that i didn't put that i'm in love. cause i'm not.
AS I MATURE
I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.
All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
I've learned that no matter how much I care,
some people are just assholes and bitches.
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and
it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.
I've learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you'd better have a big weenie or huge boobs.
I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others -
they are more screwed up than you think.
I've learned that you can keep puking long after you think you're finished.
I've learned that we are responsible for what we do,
unless we are celebrities.
I've learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades, and there had better be a lot of money to take its place.
I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She
was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She
looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone
went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:
I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!
I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried.
that's it!
