…because boys bring babies.

I learned that quote from highschool. I was at the beach earlier this day. I didn’t swim. I stayed by the grass (yeah, on the beach), and just thought about coming back home for UP Los Banos. Gosh how I hate that school. Feeling ko magp-prerog talaga ako! Taeeee.

See, I’m here in UAE right now. My whole family is here (Well, my brother is on his way here). All the food that I ever loved is here. The books that I’ve been looking for, they’re all here. Even the magic of Disney is here. Heheheh. Lame joke.. In short, it is freakin’ happy in here.

But then I still go back to the Philippines. Just to study. I live alone in Cavite, I don’t have friends at school (Hi Kirby and Mina. I hope you’re not reading this!), and I hate my subjects. Nooo.. Every night is a torture. This is why I hate school. I even failed a subject last semester.

Everyone says I’m smart cause I study in UP. But I’m not. I’m probably the dumbest person you’ll ever know. Seriously. I don’t even know why I passed. Maybe it’s because I’m familiar with English. But I’m not really smart. I only pretend to be smart. I get failing grades, and if I don’t get failing grades, I get almost failing grades. Whatever.

But I have no freakin beautiful choice. So hello Philippines again in a few days.

Good thing I have my Church there. If I don’t have my Church, I will surely die. Out of fear. And of hunger. And of loneliness. Unhappiness. Boredom.

And then while I was staring at the sky at the beach, I saw a light fall down, really. I lost my breath just because of the light. Hey, I’m not making symbolisms here. I’m not a writer.

It was the first time I ever saw a shooting star. YES YES!! I saw it fall down. And then my jaw dropped, literally. And I wasn’t breathing when I watched it. I thought a shooting star shoots? Hahah. Corny.

My parents got worried because I wasn’t breathing for a few seconds and I was staring at the sky and my mouth is open and all. I was silent all throughout the day, but when I saw that thing I screamed like a..uhm..fish?. “Mama! Ano yun?! Nakita mo? Nakita mo?” (Mama, what’s that? Did you see it? Did you see it?) And everyone just laughed at me. Dooooh. I am still thinking about it today because it reminded me of fireworks.

If you’re a good friend of mine, you’ll now that fireworks bring me joy. Yes, joy. If I’m standing up while watching fireworks, I will jump. If I’m sitting, I will stand up and then I will jump. If I’m lying down, I will wiggle. If I’m lying on my stomach, I will probably not see the fireworks. When I’m watching them explode in the night sky, my mouth never stops talking or screaming, and I will laugh even if nothing’s funny. It’s weird.

Reminds me of boys. When I like a boy, my mouth doesn’t stop talking about them. But I don’t really wiggle in bed when I like someone. When I like a boy, I treat him like a favorite book (My fave is Catcher in The Rye). When I like a book, I want to eat its pages and then drink lemonade after. But I don’t really do it so I don’t really eat boys.

These days I don’t date, and I do not know why. But people had been asking me what kind of boys I like. Well,…I like boys who read. They do not need to be handsome, but they need to be cute (or appealing). Or at least be handsome in my eyes. Haha. I’m not pretty in most people’s eyes so I need to marry someone cute. Y’know. For the sake of the kid (? And yes, unlike my bestfriend I can picture myself being a Mother). I like Christian guys. I like boys who know what I like and what I hate. I like boys who play an instrument. I like boys who surprise me (in a good way of course). I like boys who don’t pretend that they like dramas. I like boys who do not care about sports, but they can play some sport anyway. I like boys who will not laugh when I say I need to poop. I like boys who enjoys noodles. I like boys who can cook. I like boys who blog. I like boys who eat a lot. I like boys who speak Korean.

And most of all, I like boys who are painfully honest to you in private.

I don’t even know why people ask me these things, and I don’t know why I answer them. If I find someone who does all of those things, then.. oh my gosh. I won’t marry him because I would get scared.

Okay so you know I’m always bored, right? I saw this product on the WWW, and if only I had some cash to waste, then I might consider buying. Lol.

It’s a Sperm Bank!

Well, isn’t it cute? It doesn’t look so sperm-y to me. It kinda like he’s just some relative of Casper The Friendly Ghost. Well, Casper looks like a sperm himself. Anyway, I saw another interesting thingy.

2 Carat Cup

When you slip in your finger on the cup holder, it looks like you’re wearing the ring. Lol. Coolness. And that crystal on the holder is actually Swarovski crystal. Yay.

I saw lots of other cool products, too, like the Fetus Cookie Cutter, and some Booger Candy. All thanks to this stupid site which makes me enjoy some stupid stuff. Ah.. I want some cash. I want that Sperm Bank!

I also like playing thingies online like some point and click RPG crap that you see on some sites. I’ve played so many detective games and room escape games, and I actually enjoy them. Now I think I’m a loser. Who cares.

I’m really, really, really nervous because school’s drawing near. And I have some problems with my subjects. Sometimes I don’t think school is good for your health. It freakin’ stresses the heck out of me.

No site to share but the one that I gave above. Maybe some questions?

1. Do you like school?
2. Do you have some cash to waste?
3. Do you know how black ants smell like?
4. How often do you pee in a day?