*sadface*

Why can't I find happiness? I always always end up crying. Happiness might be within my grasp but then it always seems to slip away. Why can't I be happy for long periods of time or even one whole day?! Something always ruins it for me.

Whenever I find some form of happiness, it slips away.

Whenever I finally become happy with someone, they slip away.

I always ask myself this question: IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME?! I'm starting to think there is. Maybe I'm not meant to be happy. Maybe I'm not meant to love anyone or have anyone love me.

WILL I EVER FIND HAPPINESS?!

~*~

* To those people who "love" me and/or "care about" me, I don't know what I did to deserve your love or attention. Thank you.

* To those guys who made me a happy girl MOMENTARILY, I still thank you... even though you ended up hurting me.

- George... when we were together, you made me so happy even though it may seem like you didn't cause I was always crying. Heck, you said that you don't believe you ever made me happy. DAMN IT, GEORGE DU, YOU DID MAKE ME HAPPY! DON'T THINK OTHERWISE! Believe me, at the beginning of our relationship, my tears were only attributed to the problems I had within my family and not with you... yet. It's obvious what that "... yet" means because soon my emotions took over me cause it was not only my family stressing me out, but you as well. Oh well - you made me happy... momentarily, for a good 3 months.

- Armand... HA! Believe me, you made me happy. I thought I would never find happiness with another guy after the way things ended with George. The day I met you, I had so much troubling me and my visit to Stevens helped alleviate those troubles from my mind. That Friday and Monday that I actually got to spend time alone with you - I was happy as fuck! I had no troubles in my mind, no worries. You made all of that possible. Then things changed (probably cause of me) and you said you're "too happy for me." I admit it - that's probably true.I'm not a happy person but those few days I got to spend with you made me feel like I was the happiest girl in the world. You'll probably never know that.

* To my friends and best friends who have always made and kept me happy at those rare times, thank you.

In general, my friends... you are my #1 source of happiness. BELIEVE ME. You guys keep my mind off of my problems. I am rarely happy and I'm glad to admit that whenever I spend time with you guys, I always find some way to become happy. That's why I love spending time with you guys!

- Kirsten... my seester/girlfrannnnn. I never thought you and I would ever become this close. I never thought that I'd find a friend in you. Heck, you know more about me than my own parents. I'm sorry for alienating you during my relationship with George. I'M REALLY SORRY. I changed my ways around you and you did not deserve that. I was there for you when you were having problems with that asshole Justin. You tried to be there for me when I was having problems with George, but I pushed you away. I'M SORRY.

Remember when I started out with George and you invaded our walls? You said "for the record i love you MORE than George, forevers!" You were right about that. It's like no matter how much I may have annoyed you in the past or how I alienated you when you tried to be there for me, you are still there for me. Why are you still there for me?! LOL. I thank you for that. I'm sorry if I burden you with my problems. I have way too many problems in my life and I don't like burdening people with them. Believe me, I feel like such a burden - not just to you but to a lot of people. I don't ever want to lose you. SORRY SEESTER!

- Calvin... you tried to be there for me and like Kirsten, I pushed you away. You tried to help me and I pushed you away.

Remember all of this? (YAY for AIM logs!)

cal8675 (11:02:05 PM): why the hell am i talking to u then????????? of course i care!!!!
cal8675 (11:02:13 PM): u make me want to call suicide prevention
cal8675 (11:02:59 PM): you'll give me a heart attack before i can reach the age of 19

cal8675 (11:05:53 PM): people go through stuff like this all the time
cal8675 (11:05:58 PM): u aren't the first
cal8675 (11:06:01 PM): or the last
cal8675 (11:06:06 PM): to feel like this
cal8675 (11:06:14 PM): but everyone learns to move on
cal8675 (11:06:27 PM): i don't know what else to say
cal8675 (11:06:31 PM): it is up to u
cal8675 (11:06:36 PM): i'll be there for u

cal8675 (11:12:45 PM): you know im here for you
girlLOVESromance (11:12:50 PM): ARE YOU?
cal8675 (11:13:12 PM): im talking to you......and i haven't packed for my trip yet.....and my flight leaves at 7am
cal8675 (11:13:24 PM): i have to get up at 4
cal8675 (11:13:32 PM): and i am still talking to you
cal8675 (11:13:35 PM): because i care

cal8675 (11:15:40 PM): i try to help u but you always question me
cal8675 (11:15:48 PM): it hurts

I'M SO SORRY for making you want to call suicide prevention! I'M SO SORRY for questioning and doubting that you're there for me. I'M REALLY SORRY. I can't believe all that I put you through... my suicidal IMs and texts, and my sobs over the phone. I'm sorry. You always found a way to empathize with me. You've probably grown tired of hearing me complain and seeing me cry. I'm sorry if I burden you with my problems. You're my best guy friend and I don't want to lose you. You have enough problems of your own to deal with and you don't deserve to have my problems burdening you as well.

- Chryssa... I love you forevers. You've been my best friend (well along with Sam, Megs, Mon Mon, & Steph) ever since my junior year of high school. I never formed a real friendship until my junior year of high school. I never found real friends until I met the five of you.

Remember this?

"you are better than that.
you are like my big sister.
please do not cut yourself.
please do not think of suicide.
because you will literally make me cry.
i don't want to lose my best friend.
because of a stupid motherfucker.
i am so fucking mad right now.
k? please do not ever say that around me.
i love yaa ate, we all do."

I love you for saying that. I don't ever want you to be mad at me. I don't want you to hate me. I don't want you to cry. I want you to still be there for me. Please don't hate me, Chryssa. Please?! I'm sorry for sending you really emo messages on Facebook. I'm sorry for calling you over the phone sobbing while you were still at MSMC. I'm sorry if I burden you with my problems.

I remember that I did make all of you mad at me toward the end of junior year and into the beginning of senior year. I'm happy that we worked through those differences cause you guys are like sisters to me and I would never ever give up our friendship for anything. Remember my prom date Peter? Well he had this philosophy that the friends you make in high school won't carry over to college. WELL HE'S DEAD WRONG! Our friendship is a clear example of how wrong he is. Look at us. Steph and I go to school at SPC (but she's leaving SPC) and you go to school at MSMC, Sam goes to SVA and Megs goes to Drexel... heck, I don't even know what college Mon Mon is going to - but the point is that no matter how far some of you may be from me, we still manage to keep in touch and keep our friendship strong. Yay for summer '09 so we can all catch up!

I guess the point of this blog is that I'm grateful for the guys who made me a happy girl MOMENTARILY and I'm extremely grateful for my friends and for my best friends who have always made and kept me happy at those rare times. I don't want to lose what we have guys and I'm really sorry for burdening you all with my problems.

"Baby, this is tragic cause we had it. We was magic."

chyeah. I said it. Friggin Armand Reyes, how that song haunts me!!!

GRR!

1. That jerk I met at orientation that used me IMd me out of nowhere:

MusasianHippie (9:57:29 PM): Um don't freak out. It's Arturo
girlLOVESromance (9:57:36 PM): wow
girlLOVESromance (9:57:38 PM): okies
girlLOVESromance (9:59:12 PM): . . .
MusasianHippie (10:01:08 PM): Alright well I just IMed because, we pretty much stoped talking on bad terms. And I just wanted to say sorry. I don't know how else to say it

P.S. You spelled STOPPED wrong.

2. My ex wrote a note on Facebook... one of those survey thingys...

"- Been in Love: yes"

HAHA I was responsible for that LOL

3. OH ARMAND. I don't know what came over me... why did I IM you?! AHH!

flipballer730 (2:03:42 AM): night terry g
girlLOVESromance (2:03:48 AM): night jerk
girlLOVESromance (2:03:51 AM): ;)
flipballer730 is away (2:04:11 AM)
tell me now, can you make it past your caspers so we can finally fly off into NASA?
girlLOVESromance (2:04:34 AM): NICE AWAY MESSAGE!
girlLOVESromance (2:04:40 AM): GRR!!!
girlLOVESromance (2:07:07 AM): that song is haunting me by the way

hmm... the song "Knock You Down" haunts me so much. It's one of the last things you said to me when I saw you on that infamous Monday. It was also something you reminded me of during that infamous Saturday night phone call. I thought I was over this... over the chance of us getting somewhere. Now, I don't know anymore. Do you still want to "fly off into NASA" with me?! I'm confused. Are your "feelings" still there? Mine are still somewhat present. Do you still want me to be the Eve to your Wall-E? I'm confused.

On the bright side, I had another delightful conversation with Steven over AIM tonight ;D teehee...

ano ba?!

Life. HMMPH.

I'm highly disappointed in myself... academically. Ever since grammar school I was an honor roll student. I always managed to get good grades. Now that I'm in college it's so different. I've never gotten Cs and Ds as final grades before.

FALL SEMESTER 08:
Anatomy & Physiology I: C+
English Composition: A-
The Western Tradition (History): D
Intro to Professional Nursing: B+
Spanish for Health Care Professions I: B+
Religious Faith - Modern World (Theology): B

SPRING SEMESTER 09:
Anatomy & Physiology II: B
World Perspectives in History (History): C
Intro to Psychology: B
Spanish for Health Care Professions II: B-
Christianity - Contemporary Era (Theology): B

I know I could have done better but COLLEGE IS A BITCH! It helps a little that I already took the English classes I have to take during my sophomore year. Thank God for SPC's Special Program for Credit! I have those out of the way at least... A- for Poetry and Drama and A- for Fiction! But then my schedule for my first semester of sophomore year is BEAUTIFUL!

FALL SEMESTER 09: Basic Microbiology, Life Span Development, Math for the Health Sciences, and Theoretical Foundations of Professional Nursing. Plus, I have to take Intro to Visual Arts to fill in the gap from not taking Poetry and Drama. At least I now have that out of the way for senior year :)

It really doesn't help that my GPA is a 2.867 and I think I need a 3.0 to keep my scholarship. I'm afraid, DAMN IT!

FRESHMAN YEAR.

Okie dokie. So I have one more final left today... PSYCHOLOGY. FUN! ...not! It's amazing to see that my freshman year has come to a close and so quickly.

I'm proud to say that I'm ending it on a good note academically. So far, out of my five classes, I have successfully passed three... three that I thought I'd fail. Anatomy: B, Theology: B, Spanish: B-! Now I'm just waiting on the results of history and I still have to take my psych final!

Other than my academic stress this year, there's been so much other stress - from family, friends, and love.

F A M I L Y .

Family has provided me with the most stress this academic year. My parents' constant fighting is taking a toll on me - especially when they fight over money (which is what they ALWAYS fight about!). That's what stresses me academically. If I don't work hard enough and maintain my scholarship, where are my parents going to get money to pay for school?!

F R I E N D S .

Freshman year at SPC has been all about the loss and gain of friendships. I went into college saying I'd be more outgoing than I used to be and make new friendships. I did. Some I maintained and some deteriorated right before my eyes.

* The downfall of NCLEX and Sexy Sigma Psi was the first victim. Out of that downfall I've only managed to keep my friendship with Kirsten <-- my seester/GIRLFRANNNNN/college best friend. My relations with the others are not as great.

* AASU = biggest downfall of them all! From entering that club with NCLEX to staying there cause I fell in love with the vice president to being shunned cause I those one sided people hate me for breaking their precious VP's heart (not knowing the hurt he inflicted on me) to finding out I lost the election for E-Board secretary all cause of my downfall with George... AASU CAN KISS MY ASS! No matter how much Phil says he's going to change that club, I refuse to believe him. They're always going to be their own elite clique of one-sided thinkers. I did manage to keep friendships with Calvin, Jean, and Rachelle though. I loves them forever!

* STEVENS = newly found friendships. I wish I met these people earlier in the year. That way I could've gotten to know all of them more before summer... especially Armand. If I met him earlier then it might've worked out with me and him. OH WELL. I'm glad I met them though... Richard, Justine, Cianyl Mae, Eddie, Steven (Eddie's Little), Dan, Izzy, the rest of Nu Alpha Phi, and whoever else I might have forgotten to mention... They're great people! I loves them forever, too!

* And how can I forget everyone else:

- Stephanie and Daniella, my fellow SPC Peacocks who I've been friends with since high school: Steph since junior year and Daniella since senior year. I'll always love these two.

- Jane who's a great person and confidant. I love her!

- Matt who goes to Stony Brook but I met at AASU's "Wanna Canta?" It's been great having him to talk to on the phone and messaging him back and forth on Facebook. "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!"

- Kat aka Phil's honey! I don't know what to say about her cause she's sitting right next to me but I loves her!

- Jeffrey who is one of George's best friends but has managed to still be friends with me and provide me with the greatest advice and has listened to me rant about all my problems. Same with Ryan aka Jean's honey. Oh he's had to put up with my ranting too!

- Did I forget anyone? I D K ...

L O V E .

From meeting a guy at orientation who ended up using me and being total jerk... to meeting a cocky guido that stood me up (HAHA KB chased him down)...to meeting and falling in love with George, a guy who I perceived to be my own personal "Edward Cullen"... to meeting and falling in like with Armand, a guy who I called my "Wall-E"... My freshman year has been filled with romantic trial and error! F A I L !

No matter what... I'm proud of the excitement of my freshman year. Despite all of the hurt and stress, I have managed to cultivate new friendships and learns various lessons about love - all of which I will cherish.

GOODBYE FRESHMAN YEAR. HELLO SUMMER VACATION. SEE YOU SOON (BUT NOT TOO SOON. LET ME ENJOY MY SUMMER!) SOPHOMORE YEAR!

"there's a love in your arms that's waiting for me..."

To my true love:

"I was lost in a place no one wants to be

Trying hard to convince my heart to believe

You were there all along, I just couldn't see

That there's a love in Your arms that's waiting for me"

... of course I don't know who you are yet but I'm optimistic about finding out.

Last night's episode of "One Tree Hill" totally made me optimistic about finding the "one"... my true love... my soul mate ♥ What my friend Louis told me is true: finding love is all about trial and error. My freshman year in college was full of it!

From meeting a guy at orientation who ended up using me and being total jerk... to meeting a cocky guido that stood me up (HAHA KB chased him down)...to meeting and falling in love with a guy who I perceived to be my own personal "Edward Cullen"... to meeting and falling in like with a guy who I called my "Wall-E"...

IT HAS ALL BEEN ABOUT TRIAL AND ERROR. BUT I hope these trials and errors will cease once I find the guy who will love me for me - flaws, emotions and all. I'm totally optimistic about finding the guy who will love me wholeheartedly and unconditionally. When I find him, his love WILL NOT fade away.

Two quotes stick in my mind:

"There are two great days in your life. The first is the day you're born and the second is the day you find the person you are born for." - Louis Pascual

"whatever happens, it was meant to happen. always remember that. if things don't work out, it's only cause there's someone better waiting in the wings. if things DO work out, then he was the one waiting in the wings. :D" - Richard De Los Reyes

I love you forever for telling me that Richard! It's totally fueling my optimistic outlook on romance!

So yeah.... ARMAND. I spoke to him on the phone Saturday. Chyeah, that's not going to work out. WHY? Well....

1. He doesn't like the whole long distance thing.

2. He's "too happy for me" <-- basically he's saying I'm too emotional.

3. I'm optimistic about working it out. He's "optimistic about stopping it."

I mean WTF?!

1. He said that his mom didn't like the idea of him driving up to see me. He said he doesn't see the point if he can't see me often. He brought up the possibility of seeing me every two weeks which is fine with me but not with him.

2. Basically by him saying "I'm too happy for you" he means that he's a really happy person compared to little emotional me. He's basically saying that I'm too emotional and he's too happy. WTF DUDE?! You should know that girls are emotional! It comes with the package! In the words of my friend Matt: "Seriously, guys know that girls come with drama, it's just the way that girls are. so, if you're too emotional for him, he needs to switch his sexual orientation. He'll get this pretty much no matter what girl he's with... it's true, not to be sexist but girls definitely have a lot more drama going on then guys for the most part. Most of us have learned to deal with it, if he hasn't, he's dating the wrong gender lol."

3. He said he's optimistic about stopping what we have. That doesn't even make sense! I mean, you're optimistic about ending something?

butterflies... and confusion.

I haven't blogged in a while, so here it goes:

I don't really listen to R&B music but one song comes to mind when I think about my current romantic predicament: "Halo" by Beyonce. In the song, she says,

"Remember those walls I built

Well baby they're tumbling down

And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound"

That's kind of how it is with this new guy I met.

On Wednesday, April 29th, I went to Stevens Institute of Technology with my seester/girlfrannnnn Kirsten. I went there expecting to spend some quality time with KB and her boyfriend, my "kuya" Eddie. What occured was unexpected. Sure, I expected to meet a lot of new people, but one person stood out... ARMAND.

I was eyeing him when KB and I first talked about going to Stevens. She showed me his profile on Facebook. "Cute," I thought to myself. I never would expect that he was the guy I would hit it off with. It all started when my "kuya" introduced us to each other. There was a certain spark... Armand was scared that he was making a "bad impression." He actually said that a couple of times and constantly asked me not to judge him. We really hit it off. We walked around campus talking about various subjects. We ate cake in a cup. He treated me to ice cream at the dining hall. We went back to his dorm and watched (but did not finish) "Wall-E." Our night ended when my mom called saying she wanted me to head home.

That night I spoke to one of my best friends, Monica (who now refers to him as "super delicious"). I told her, "I haven't felt this way in months. I have those butterflies in my stomach that you get when you like someone. I met someone and I think I like him." It's true. Last time I fell into like with someone and had butterflies fluttering around my stomach was back in October when I met my ex. I lost that feeling and I'm happy to say that I have it again.

I saw him again on Friday, May 1st. KB and I went to Stevens and my main target was him. I tried calling him several times once we got there but his phone said that the subscriber I had dialed was not in service. KB and I hung out in Alex's dorm for a while and then once Dan called, we left... in the pouring rain. I was soaked. KB left to go to my "kuya's" apartment and I stayed with Dan and Gene. We walked around, and Gene and I ended up in the caf with Sam. We were all talking and I was checking Facebook on my phone. All of a sudden, Armand changes his status: "Armand Rook Reyes just realized his phone isn't working =\" So I commented on it.

Terry Galang at 4:18pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
Hon. I've been calling you. I've been at Stevens since 3!

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:21pm May 1
ughh fml. where are you now?

Terry Galang at 4:24pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
Howe with Dan and Gene

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:25pm May 1
how are you gonna like my status? grr.

Terry Galang at 4:31pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
I pressed it by accident.

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:32pm May 1
haha sure. what are you doing after howe?

Terry Galang at 4:33pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
I came here to see you, dork.

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:34pm May 1
=]. you wanna come over when you're done?

Terry Galang at 4:39pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
Why don't you come over here?

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:43pm May 1
i'm trying fix my phone. it's trying to restore right now but it's failing=\how long do you think you're gonna be there for?

Terry Galang at 4:44pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
I don't know. I feel so uncomfortable... I'm soaking wet!

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:48pm May 1
aww. you want some clothes to change into?

Terry Galang at 4:52pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
LOL... Maybe?are you coming here or do you want me to come there?

Armand Rook Reyes at 4:52pm May 1
my phone is at half way right now. you want me to just pick you up?

Terry Galang at 4:53pm May 1 via Facebook Mobile
please?

He came sooner or later.... We went back to his dorm, hand in hand. It was raining and my clothes were soaked. I felt so uncomfortable but he then gave me one of his t-shirts to wear and a pair of his pajamas. YAY FOR COMFORT! Everything else that occured was simply amazing. Ahh... holding hands... hanging out... finishing "Wall-E"... telling each other that we like each other... kissing...

He kept smiling the whole time and he was like "I haven't been able to eat and concentrate and I feel all giggly... I haven't felt like this in a long time... I like you... a lot." We were in his bed and I'd turn away from him and our backs were facing each other and he'd turn back around and say "I can't take it." Then he put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. We just cuddled and kissed and joked around. SIMPLY AMAZING! What made my heart beat even faster was when he said, "I want to go on dates with you and go even further with a relationship." I see myself with him. I'm glad he feels the same way. He knows how to make me smile and keep me smiling. I haven't had a single dull moment with him. One moment I'll never forget was when I was lying down and he was on top of me and I asked him, "So... are you my Wall-E?" His response? "Only if you're my Eve..."

That's not all. The joy kept going and going as we constatly Facebook messaged each other back and forth say we miss each other and want to see each other.

He said, "i miss you =\"

"Aww sweetie, I miss you too. Damn it. We're not going to see each other til Friday... :( ," I responded.

He then said, "there's NO way we can't see each other earlier than that?!"

AND THEN WE MADE PLANS :D

So, the joy continued on Monday, May 4th. On that day, he came to SPC and he surprised me with flowers. I gave him a small tour of our campus and then we went to lunch at the McDonald's in Hoboken. Then, we went back to his dorm at Stevens. That day was amazing as well. He said, "I want to take you home to meet my family and I want to tell them 'This is Terry. My girlfriend.'" Yet, one thing scared me. I almost went as far as I did with George, except this time I managed to keep my clothes on even though at some point he wanted to take my shirt off. And then when I left, it felt different.

That night I couldn't sleep and started messaging KB at 1 in the morning. I told her, "I don't want to be used like George used me. I refuse to be used like that. I can't believe I let Armand use me like that. He's kissed me so many times and I've hesitated. He can see my hesitation and he wants to change it. He tells me all these pretty things like how he wants me for 'more than just kisses' and he 'wants all of me.' Maybe he is right... Maybe I'm gullible... Gullible to all the words he's throwing at me. ... I try not to kiss him but there's something about him that makes me want to. I turn my face away when he kisses me but he just pulls my face towards him."

KB asked me what I want out of this. I said, "If possible, a long lasting relationship with a guy who'll cherish me and my heart... He says I'm precious and he never wants to hurt me. I want to know if that, along with all the other cute stuff he says, is true. ... He compliments me so much... He says he never wants to hurt me... He CONSTANTLY tells me that he likes me..."

I spoke to my new good friend, Richard, about this as well. I told him, "I'm scared of getting hurt and I fear that he's capable of hurting me no matter how much he says he won't." He told me that it's a risk I have to take. And you know what? It's a risk I WANT to take cause cause I really like him and he says he really likes me. After a lot of thinking, I cried myself to sleep Tuesday night cause I hated myself for getting so carried away with him Monday. What made me cry even more was when he told me that we won't be able to see each other Friday cause he was heading home for the weekend. This made me feel weird... used... like a one night stand. I kept thinking to myself, "Does he really like me?"

I needed answers. On Wednesday, May 6th, I spent time with my "kuya" and KB. I vented to them. "Kuya" made me realize that maybe Armand really does like me cause he gave me flowers and he's supposedly willing to come up every once in a while to see me during the summer. "Kuya" told me that he would never be willing for me to meet his family if he didn't really like me... that if he didn't really like me he would never be willing to take time out of his day just to come to SPC and see me when he should be studying for finals. I realize that he really does like me. I felt content and I changed my Facebook status to: "Eve wants Wall-E to know that she's so sorry about doubting him & has no more doubts. Hopefully Wall-E doesn't doubt her. :)"

After a lot of thinking, I decided that he and I should slow things down, and get to know each other more since we really like each other. We were going a little too fast for only having known each other for less than a week. So, I messaged him telling him everything I felt via Facebook that night:

"Dear Armand (Wall-E),

So, I'm awake and hardly slept last night. I'm at school too which is weird cause my final is at 12. So I'm really early. I really wanted to confront you about something. I'd rather do this face to face... then again I don't know when I am going to see you next. That's why I am writing this to you. I wanted to confront you about this BEFORE you told me about Friday but the concept of Friday made how I felt worse... hence, the crying. I want to tell you that being with you is amazing. The cuddling... The kissing... The conversations... Everything is amazing. I haven't felt this way in a long ass time and I'm proud to admit that you make me feel this way. I get the butterflies too, you know! :D What I'm conflicted about is how fast and far we've gone. Believe me, the kissing is great but aren't we moving a little too fast for only knowing each other for about a week? We should take it down a notch cause we hardly know each other. I really want to get to know you more and I hope you feel the same about me. What hurt me is that in a matter of days I've gone as far with you as I've gone with you my ex and I promised myself I wouldn't go that far with anyone until I've been with them for a long time. So it hurt me to betray a promise I made to myself. Believe me, the dry sex was really good but it happened a little too fast. This is where the whole one night stand part kicks in. What hurt me even more is the idea of not being able to see you again. I thought I'd see you Friday and tell you all of this face to face but I guess not. Now I feel weird cause I don't know when I'll see you again. I hope I'll see you again. LOL. I want us to work this out. I'm sorry if I frustrated you last night but now you know why I was frustated as well. I was a tad frustrated at you but mainly, I was frustrated at myself. I hope you understand all of this and I hope you're not mad at me.

SOWWIE :(

♥ Terry (Eve)"

He didn't really give me a straight forward reply. He just says he wants to talk to me. NOW I'M SCARED. I'm scared that I've ruined everything, which is what I was telling my "kuya" last night on Facebook:

"Hi kuya.

I don't know if you saw my last message but I really need to vent right now. I have this weird feeling deep inside like things aren't going to work out with me and Armand. Something feels different... The words he says when he messages me are different... His replies to certain words or phrases I usually say are different... The context of his messages are different... I'm lost and I don't know how to feel about my situation anymore. I don't know whether or not to hate myself cause I think I ruined my chances with him. I seriously think the way he messages me is different cause I did something to cause the difference. I think I ruined everything, kuya. :'(

♥ Terry"

I honestly don't know how to feel about this now. I don't know whether I ruined everything or not. I'm confused again. We have been messaging each other back and forth and he said he's going to call me tonight. Hopefully he calls me tonight and provides me with the answers I need.

an examination...

It's amazing to feel comfort in the arms of your friends.

F R I D A Y :

I chilled at school with Daniella until I had to leave for the movies. We webcam-whored like no tomorrow. Then she read my last blag entry, looked at me with disappointment and asked, "Let me see." She was looking for the cuts on my wrists. I showed them to her and she told me, "Don't ever do that again you stupid bitch." I then showed her Kirsten's response to my entry. Daniella agreed with everything Kirsten had to say. Then, we webcam-whored some more.

This past Friday night was the best I've had in months. I spent my night roaming around Newport Mall with Calvin, Rachelle, and Carlos. We went to buy our movie tickets, hung out at Babo's in the meantime, then headed back to say hi to a few friends at Maggie Moo's. Then off to the movies. We went to see Obsessed. It was a good movie, despite the bad seats and the raging black woman in the front row who kept yelling "Get her, B!" <--- so annoying.

S A T U R D A Y :

Yesterday sucked as usual. I would have the option of going to this kid Mark's party but I don't belong with those people. They're annoying backstabbers. They're AASU. FUCK YOU ALL! I'm glad I stopped hanging out with you people. I refuse to associate myself with assholes like you. Then.... there was always a party by school but I'd hardly know anyone there... basically just 3 people. So no... Saturday consisted of my mother and I at peace. Then late in the afternoon, once my father came, hell broke loose. He is such an effin asshole. I admit it. He's on the verge of turning 58 and he still needs to grow up and act like a mature adult. I swear that if my mom and I had enough money we'd leave him. He started complaining to my mom about bills and the charge for their life insurance. My mom said, "If I die today, how are you going to bury me?" His response? "I'm going to dump you in the dumpster." FUCK YOU DAD.

S U N D A Y :

Then comes today. The day started off crappy. My dad wouldn't get up to go to Church with my mother and I. He's being such an immature asshole since the night before... dare I say it, even Friday night when he got home from work. He needs to grow up and stop treating me and my mom like dirt. I wish I could tak my mom and myself away from here.

The highlight of my day (so far) is messaging on Facebook with one of my best friends from high school, Chryssa. She read my last entry as well. She got so mad at me that she started yelling at me via Facebook message. Her question: "Why? Why would you let someone touch you like that?" I don't know why I let him do that. I don't know what came over me. I hate myself for it. I hate it. I regret it so much. I'm happy that I didn't give myself fully to him but it feels like I did. I can't believe I let him take advantage of me. I'm really mad at myself and I hate myself. The hallmark of that whole conversation was when Chryssa said this:

"you are better than that.
you are like my big sister.
please do not cut yourself.
please do not think of suicide.
because you will literally make me cry.
i don't want to lose my best friend.
because of a stupid motherfucker.
i am so fucking mad right now.
k? please do not ever say that around me.
i love yaa ate, we all do."

I love her for it. I don't want her to be mad at me. I don't want her to hate me. I don't want her to cry. I want her to still be there for me. Please don't hate me, Chryssa. Please?!

Then, in between Chryssa and I's conversation, my curiousity killed me. Damn you Facebook and your "Highlights" column on the side of the homepage!! I clicked the link to the album this kid Cyrus put up of Mark's party. Guess whose picture captures my line of sight? Of course, my ex-boyfriend's. Apparently, he attended Mark's party... most likely due to the pressure Dyann (his "best friend") gives him. (SERIOUSLY, I THINK YOU'RE HER BITCH!)

I examine the pictures of him. He doesn't look like himself... just like the picture from FIND when some girl was giving him a lap dance. My first thought at that was "He probably misses a girl caressing his crotch." I see him in the corner of a group picture... the caption on that picture: "George Du makes this picture 1000x better.. haha." They tagged him twice in that picture... the second tag? "George Du fucked up.. haha." Then comes a second picture... he looks out of it... the caption? "George... nice lips lmao. Who'd you make out with?"

I know I have no right to look at these pictures... but hello! They're public! So I'm going to react because part of me still cares a lot about him.

Here it goes...

George,

What the fuck is happening to you? Why have you resorted to partying and drinking? I sound like a hypocrite when I say that but it's the truth. What the fuck happened? Why are you doing this to yourself?

One thing I do have to tell you is that you should examine your "friends." You call these people your friends? People who poke fun at you when you're so fucked up. I think they aren't your real friends. Real friends don't make the highlight of their night the fact that you were fucked up. Real friends don't say that having you fucked up in a picture makes the picture so much better. Real friends don't pressure you to drink and once they see you're totally fucked up, they don't "keep them coming." You call people who are amused by you being fucked up and people who want to keep getting you even more fucked up your friends?!

I'm glad I don't surround myself with that fucking AASU crew. The last time I partied with them, after having only a few drinks to keep me from going over the top, they kept asking me to drink when I repetitively told them I was the designated driver and I'd already had enough. The only think keeping me from actually succumbing t pressure and accepting the drinks they handed me? My FRIEND Kirsten. As my real friend, she saw that I already reached my safe limit for the night and couldn't drink any more cause I was the D.D. and one more drink would probably harm my consciousness. How could I drink when her life was in my hands? I was the one driving her home! What if I did drink more than I did and get into an accident and kill myself and Kirsten in the process?!

That went on during the second party as well... yet at that party, I wasn't driving. But when I was almost ready to reach my fucked up limit, Kirsten stopped me. She knew one more drink would send me over the top and her mom would see me fucked up when she would pick us up.

What I'm trying to say is that real friends stop you from drinking too much and fucking yourself up in the process. If real friends see you fucked up, they stop people from offering you drinks and they stop offering you drinks themselves. That's why I surround myself with people I trust and people who have my best interests in mind. Try to see for yourself if your "friends" have your best interests in mind!

But they are not the ones entirely at fault. You are at fault as well for being pressured to go to the party and actually accepting the drinks they repeatedly handed to you. You're pathetic for letting that happen. I don't even know who you are anymore. That's partially why I broke up with you. I saw your changing. Now you're changing even more and I don't know what the fuck happened to the George Du I fell in love with. You're a total different person now. WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!

That's all I have to say. I'm happy that I know who my real friends are and that those people have my best interests in mind and they actually care about me enough to have my best interests in mind.

I love my friends.