I moved on, what happened to you? // BENCH Blackout
Monday, July 20, 2009
Last night, I was on feet in a familiar place. I went there speculating if I’d witness that recognizable face once more. I was a bit anxious; I didn’t fathom what to anticipate. I just couldn’t figure out what to do in case I catch a glimpse of that face again. I spent hours in that area, and not a shadow of that individual. I flaked off the place just about 2:30 am, wondering how that person is. It has been more than a year, I conjectured what happened to that person. As I walked away from that place, I never knew the answers to my queries, but one thing is for sure, I know I already moved. As I was typing this, I was watching Bench Blackout Fashion Show in Abs-cbn. And I noticed this guy: Nice timing, huh? I hate him. He reminds me of someone I know. He is Enchong Dee. The female crowd screamed when he was walking on the runway. And I say ‘shit.’ Hehe.
And my eyes were fixed on the screen when these guys came out.
I crush them, a little.
Photos courtesy pep.ph, obviously? i would LOVE your comments. :) Please click WISECRACKS. :)
I moved on, what happened to you? // BENCH Blackout
Monday, July 20, 2009
Last night, I was on feet in a familiar place. I went there speculating if I’d witness that recognizable face once more. I was a bit anxious; I didn’t fathom what to anticipate. I just couldn’t figure out what to do in case I catch a glimpse of that face again. I spent hours in that area, and not a shadow of that individual. I flaked off the place just about 2:30 am, wondering how that person is. It has been more than a year, I conjectured what happened to that person. As I walked away from that place, I never knew the answers to my queries, but one thing is for sure, I know I already moved. As I was typing this, I was watching Bench Blackout Fashion Show in Abs-cbn. And I noticed this guy: Nice timing, huh? I hate him. He reminds me of someone I know. He is Enchong Dee. The female crowd screamed when he was walking on the runway. And I say ‘shit.’ Hehe.
And my eyes were fixed on the screen when these guys came out.
I crush them, a little.
Photos courtesy pep.ph, obviously? i would LOVE your comments. :) Please click WISECRACKS. :)
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.