For you I’d bleed myself dry

How I love it when (good) unexpected things happen to me. During recess, Denilou told me that Michelle wanted to talk to me. That pissed me off, and I replied that I had no intention of talking to her, now or ever. Then Angelica said something that made me even more adamant: “Everybody knows about what’s going on between you and Michelle. If I were you I’d talk to her; otherwise you’ll end up looking like a loser to them.” That made me furious. I hate it when people don’t mind their own business! They don’t know the entire story anyway…and I don’t give a damn what they think of me.

(Speaking of people thinking that I am a loser, I received a business card in my cellphone that said, “Looser”. Instead of making me angry, it made me laugh so hard. Whoever thinks I’m a loser is obviously too chicken to say it in my face–it’s pathetic. And if you’re gonna insult me through writing, at least spell the goddamn thing correctly! So who’s the loser now?)

But after more persuasion from my friends, I finally decided to stop being irrational (happens when I’m angry) and at least hear her out. And so I did and now we’re friends again.

Classes got suspended around lunch time because of the typhoon, news that sent everybody screaming with joy. My friends and I made plans to go to my house but only Angelica and Michelle were able to go. We ate pizza and watched the uncensored VCD version of American Pie. Don’t you just love rainy days?

Casey and I talked for the first time in days. God, how I miss being with him in person. We go a long way back and we’ll probably be friends for a very, very long time. I know because one day we’re going to tattoo each other’s name on the other’s body. hah. I want to be the first person to take him to the ocean since he was five years old. I love him so much and I dunno what I’d do without him.

I hope, hope, hope there won’t be any school tomorrow! There’s nothing better than spending a typhoony day sleeping in bed.