An Open Letter

Dear iPod touch of mine with no name,

              I don't exactly know what happened but all I know is that we parted ways 3 weeks ago. It was very painful for me to accept, I'm serious. I was on the verge of killing everybody around me when I lost you. It was my fault, I know, but I couldn't help but feel bad and sad and lonely and VERY, VERY, VERY SAD. I hate myself. So much. I know you're not okay because your owner is not with you. I, myself, can feel it. Believe it or not we have this strange connection. Like a wifi connection. I'm not even joking. A part of me died when I lost you. Wherever you are, I hope the person who's handling you is treating you well. I'm very worried. He could be a person who hates charging ipods. I know you hate that. I hate that. God, I miss you so much. I regret not taking a lot of photos with you. This is your one and only photo. 

               Do you remember the first time you met me? I was in fifth grade and I was psyched. I would touch you now and then and I would fangirl inside because hello, I was eleven back then and I have an ipod touch WOW. Years passed and you were filled with a lot of songs. You were jailbroken/jailbreaked/or whatever. And then you were filled with bands I loved and I loved you even more for serving me with such good quality music. I never went to sleep without having a listen to what you have to say. Never. I swear it was like a fairytale. Then your sleep button gave up. But that was okay. And then your home button gave up on me, too. But that was okay. I was still very thankful to have you with me, clinging onto my palms.

                And now you're all gone. I don't know what happened but I wanted to kill myself when the truth hit me. You're gone. But I want to thank you for all the years. You never left me. I'm sorry for failing you, I really am. No one can ever replace you. Not even a fifth generation ipod touch. They may have lots of features but they're not you. You are very special. And you still are. I still haven't moved on, you know. And I never will. You almost had two thousand songs. And the worst part of it all was the fact that I wasn't ready. Of course, how can I be ready? 

                     I will stop talking now. I miss you. I love you. I'm so sorry. Ed Sheeran's "Sunburn" is playing and I can't stop thinking about you. CRIES OF DISAPPOINTMENT. 

Dear ipod nano from third grade,

                  Hello, how are you doing? I missed you. I am very sad because I lost my iTouch. And now that I have you, I guess I could go on. Even though your capacity only reaches 1GB. It's ridiculous. How can one stand one hundred and twenty-one songs? NO ONE. But I'm thankful because I could still listen to good music despite the small number of songs. 

                    I hope you bear with me. 

I AM SO SAD. 

Killjoys

 This year, instead of feeling bitter and ~sad~ because ehem, Valentine's Day, why don't you try and take it up killjoy style? Kidding. Well being on the internet brings you a lot of good things. Also bad. But this time I'm talking about the good things. Those cheesy and sappy Valentine cards with all those glittery hearts are getting pretty old. Then I saw these good things on tumblr and I was never the same. I swear these are one of the best puns I saw YET. 

And then I felt the need to blog about this because I just can't help it. These are the BOMB. 

(No malice intended HAHAHA)

 If you're a fan of Blink-182, I think you'll get this. 

 ALSO, FALL OUT BOY FANS HAHAHA I'M CRYING

And then Hitler joins the party. 

And then Marceline popped out of nowhere and ahh she's so cute. 

God bless the people who made these. Credits!

I honestly don't know what I'm talking about but these Valentine cards are the best! Valentine's Day would be more original and different if bookstores actually sold things like this every Valentine season. 

Well then if you're feeling bitter and lonely this coming Valentine's Day, be sure to spend a lot of quality time with your friends and think about all the activities you're about to do! Think about all the concerts you're attending, this upcoming movie you're waiting for, this acceptance letter from your dream school and lots and lots of things! Self-pity won't do any good. Having a boyfriend or a girlfriend is not required. The world is like a grocery store that provides you with everything you need. Also, thank the gods who invented the internet and the wifi. (Besides, it's just another Thursday.) (I am not bitter.)

Okay I think I should stop. This is so ma-drama huhu.

Here, have a photo of Jack and Rose to crush your dreams:

I'll deceive you.

This post pretty much describes how I spend my time with my autistic friends. I was supposed to attend our PE class but then me and Fiona were hit very hard by laziness so we decided to just lug around instead. And then this happened. 

 Cedie 

Cedie and Fiona being their "normal" selves HAHAHA 

Hello 

 I don't even know why I'm friends with Fiona

 Greetings, earthlings. 

 Our hallway is deserted because 1) sections 11-13 were on a retreat; 2) sections 7 & 8 were on an outreach program thing and; 3) my section along with section 9 were somewhere down the road. Joke. 

 Our classroom ~Valentined~ 

IT'S BLURRED AND BRICE WROTE IT FOR ME. GARRETT'S NAME IS MISSPELLED BUT I GOT ALL GIDDY INSIDE EEEEEEEEEPPPP.

 And then another picture of a tree and the sky. 

Thank Nigella and Jamie

Today was great because I got to express myself freely. Kidding. Well, we did our Chemistry PT (is it a PT?)! Our groups were assigned to cook something for the judges. I don't know the relevance between the subject and all the cooking but I had tons of fun chopping the garlic and stirring the creamy sauce. Also, it was my first time to cry while chopping the onion. It's true. It is not a myth. Onions DO make you cry. 

Anyway, my group thought of having sansrival for dessert and carbonara for the main course. I was the one who thought of making carbonara because 1) it's my favorite and; 2) all of the above. I was going crazy the whole day because of excitement and anxiety. Excitement because I LOVE COOKING. Anxiety because... What if the carbonara turned out to be bland and soggy and plain and tasteless and just plain bland, right? Fortunately, the odds were in our favor. The sauce I made was very creamy and tasty! My classmates loved it huhu God bless everything. 

Aaron being himself.

The said ~creamy~ sauce. My group mates loved it. Actually my classmates loved it. Another unexpected reaction.

The finished product looks very messy but trust me, it's very good. (Okay I know you don't trust me because on the looks of it, it doesn't look appetizing AT ALL). 

After the very eventful cooking event, the day turned out to be dull but very productive. We had our practice for the English PT and voila, I took some photos because the view looked very, very nice with the sun glinting against the leaves and the buildings. I absolutely loved it. 

 Aaron and KC pretending to be busy hahaha. 

Then we headed over to the tennis court to see how Vianca was doing hehehe.

 I hope you had a great Tuesday, too!