about the first week of October, after our ncm class. our professor called my classmate because she has something to share..
the she stood up infront of the class and told us that she will just take about 2 minutes of our time.
then i listened carefully because i thought it was a trivia or something, so as the rest of the class..
the she started reading.. i thought it was an article from the internet, then after a few sentences i realized that it's not an article, a trivia, and it's definitely not from the internet...
she read...
Dear Peter Parker, You know what?! You're so boastful! I mean I hate it when you speak to me words of blabbermouth. I hate it when you boast of how good-looking you are and how girls would shout in front of your house just to say "i love you". I hate it when you joke and laugh at me without any reason at all. It annoys me so much. I hate it when you call your friends and make fun of me. I hate it when I look at my purse and realize that I don't have a penny anymore, you would come right in front of me and yell me phrases like "yuck, kadiri! pulubi!" I hate it when you compare me with your bunch of girls like you're so-called Stifler style. i hate it when you call me lesbian. I hate it when you call me fat. I hate it when you call my ex-suitor "insan" I hate it when you treat me like a man as in "lalake". And most of all, I hate it when you said you're still not sure if you can make you happy or if I can make you happy. I hate it that despite all this hatred, I still manage to fall for you and love you head over heels. Love, Mary Jane
*I read this letter in front of you guys with sir Barnachea on the side to let that someone realize how much I love him and I ate my pride just to prove him that I really do and you guys are my witnesses. You are part of my adventerous love story. And to Peter Parker, I know that I'm far of worst than your ex-girlfriends but I just want you to know that even if I'm not pretty to show off to your friends, not sexy to fantasize nor as white as what you always dream of, I assure you that I can love you the way I do the loving. And as what the song would always say; "even if I lose you, it would be okay... 'coz i will love you 'till they take my heart away....
while she was reading the last part, tears fell from her eyes, and i just found my self crying too. and when i looked at my classmates, the girls where crying and evryone was shocked. one guy even said that he almost cried. ehe..
then she sat and my Professor called the guy (his boyfriend) and asked if what is his reaction. and as he stood infront of us, it was obvious that he was also shocked. then he said that he'll just tell the girl personally..
then before 'your guy' sat down to his chair (the gurl and the guy are seatmates), he hugged 'my girl' tightly.
immm speechless. i adore her because i dont have the guts to do such act. and also, becuase it showed how real her love is. gaaadd.. wala na ko masabi.
*inside our room, the guy is called "your guy" that's why i started calling her "my girl".. ehe. share ko lang. they're a very happy couple inside the room. ;) Goodluck and hopefully, magtagal pa kayo. mwah!
*and "my girl", thanks for letting me have a copy of the letter. mwah! joyous..
about the first week of October, after our ncm class. our professor called my classmate because she has something to share..
the she stood up infront of the class and told us that she will just take about 2 minutes of our time.
then i listened carefully because i thought it was a trivia or something, so as the rest of the class..
the she started reading.. i thought it was an article from the internet, then after a few sentences i realized that it's not an article, a trivia, and it's definitely not from the internet...
she read...
Dear Peter Parker, You know what?! You're so boastful! I mean I hate it when you speak to me words of blabbermouth. I hate it when you boast of how good-looking you are and how girls would shout in front of your house just to say "i love you". I hate it when you joke and laugh at me without any reason at all. It annoys me so much. I hate it when you call your friends and make fun of me. I hate it when I look at my purse and realize that I don't have a penny anymore, you would come right in front of me and yell me phrases like "yuck, kadiri! pulubi!" I hate it when you compare me with your bunch of girls like you're so-called Stifler style. i hate it when you call me lesbian. I hate it when you call me fat. I hate it when you call my ex-suitor "insan" I hate it when you treat me like a man as in "lalake". And most of all, I hate it when you said you're still not sure if you can make you happy or if I can make you happy. I hate it that despite all this hatred, I still manage to fall for you and love you head over heels. Love, Mary Jane
*I read this letter in front of you guys with sir Barnachea on the side to let that someone realize how much I love him and I ate my pride just to prove him that I really do and you guys are my witnesses. You are part of my adventerous love story. And to Peter Parker, I know that I'm far of worst than your ex-girlfriends but I just want you to know that even if I'm not pretty to show off to your friends, not sexy to fantasize nor as white as what you always dream of, I assure you that I can love you the way I do the loving. And as what the song would always say; "even if I lose you, it would be okay... 'coz i will love you 'till they take my heart away....
while she was reading the last part, tears fell from her eyes, and i just found my self crying too. and when i looked at my classmates, the girls where crying and evryone was shocked. one guy even said that he almost cried. ehe..
then she sat and my Professor called the guy (his boyfriend) and asked if what is his reaction. and as he stood infront of us, it was obvious that he was also shocked. then he said that he'll just tell the girl personally..
then before 'your guy' sat down to his chair (the gurl and the guy are seatmates), he hugged 'my girl' tightly.
immm speechless. i adore her because i dont have the guts to do such act. and also, becuase it showed how real her love is. gaaadd.. wala na ko masabi.
*inside our room, the guy is called "your guy" that's why i started calling her "my girl".. ehe. share ko lang. they're a very happy couple inside the room. ;) Goodluck and hopefully, magtagal pa kayo. mwah!
*and "my girl", thanks for letting me have a copy of the letter. mwah! joyous..
I've been blogging since 2004 and I'm stillexisting.
I’m a rocker, and a party girl.
I’m sad, also I’m happy.
I’m a good friend; along with I’m your worst enemy.
I cheat, yet I love.
I hurt other people, thus I always get broken.
I’m weak, but I’m strong.
I’m nice, yet I’m mean.
I suck, but I rock!
this is MILES, this is ME..
I AM...
delusional. stupid at times. a jerk sometimes. slightly sensitive. a brat. short-tempered. used to getting what I want, if I don’t, I’m furious. the event organizer. mysterious to some. a snob to many. trustworthy. a good friend. already quit drinking. don’t smoke. complicated.
My Names:
Miles -- to most people I know.
Darla -- to my group mates. you know the movie Finding Nemo? Brat -- to my group mates and to some friends.
Zeb, Bez, Best -- to my Best friends.
Otso -- to some of my High School Friends.
Ning -- to my Dad.
LOVES
pizza
pasta
tacos
nachos
grilled squid
coffee
chocolate cakes
sisig
ONE TREE HILL
Gossip Girl
HATES siopao
diningding paksiw shell fish
pineapple
DESIRES
TOP the BOARD EXAM because of HIS help update: I didn't top, but I passed it. Of course, because of His help.
new phone from Kuya Z. update: I have a new phone. Thank you Kuya Z.
meet new people
attend gym class
get a temporary good-paying job
update: I have a not-so-temporary, not-so-good paying job.
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Hi There! I'm MILES, a future REGISTERED NURSE. Random Thoughts of a registered nurse, a friend, a daughter, a music lover, a party-goer and a servant of God. Any similarity to someone else's blog post is purely a coincidence.