Most recent Public diary entries by ‹Eve Likes Clouds›:
 | Thursday, 20 August 2009 12:11:17 PM (GMT) As gay as it sounds; I like it.
So, I was with Joy and Monique, right? And Michael, too. Monique and Michael were
chatting about random things so nothing unusual there. Joy was using my camera to
take a picture of - well, everything. She found him. I breathed. I told myself I'd
never like him ever again since he's graduating and doesn't know shit about me. And
I'll just steal his picture from my brother's year book since they're in the same
year. Anyway, it was one of those airless-magical moments that you wish would last.
I saw him. He didn't see me. But I was happy enough to spot him and his adorable
bag. Him and his hot damn. Damn.
The temperature was way beyond normal end of August in the Philippines. I bet it had As gay as it sounds; I like it.
So, I was with Joy and Monique, right? And Michael, too. Monique and Michael were
chatting about random things so nothing unusual there. Joy was using my camera to
take a picture of - well, everything. She found him. I breathed. I told myself I'd
never like him ever again since he's graduating and doesn't know shit about me. And
I'll just steal his picture from my brother's year book since they're in the same
year. Anyway, it was one of those airless-magical moments that you wish would last.
I saw him. He didn't see me. But I was happy enough to spot him and his adorable
bag. Him and his hot damn. Damn.
The temperature was way beyond normal end of August in the Philippines. I bet it had
to do with the volcano possibly erupting. Or because Kevin was just so - hot damn.
He has the brownest eyes you'd ever see; his light brown locks were like his crown.
He looked like a prince - no, a king. Tall, lean - almost to rule the sky and prod
the sun out so he can be the sun. He's my light, that's a secret. His skin so fair
yet pale - so fragile-looking. Ha. I sound like a stalker. Maybe I am. 'Cept the
only things I know about him are; He's cute; he's a 4th year; his bags are always
cute; and his name's Kevin. That's all I know. And I don't see him often so I always
take a full minute at staring at him.
Magical moments are what I desire. Just notice me!, I used to yell in my
head, but now it's only a whisper. A quiet, giddy whisper - no longer desperate, no
longer longing. Just maybe waiting. Waiting for his eyes to lock with mine. For me
to be forever in bliss. My friends would nudge at me suggestively while eyeballing
Kevin, I'd scowl at them and tell them to shut up while trying my hardest not to let
my eyes linger on him for so long. [No, Ella, not on his ass for once xDD ]
It's funny. You know? I always have this - switch. Like, love him now - hate him
later. Hate him, love him. What the hell? But between that - there's always this
affectionate little voice telling me to shut up and listen to it as it babbles on
nonsense. I ignored it as always; I'm used to the switch. Love doesn't necessarily
mean just partners. It also means friendship and family. I devote most of my love to
my family and friends - because they deserved it. For the ones I love as in
love-love, well, they haven't shown me shit. But whatever; love is complex, it's
true because we learn from the difficult times. Love hurts, it's true because you
need to make sacrifices. Love is wonderful, need I explain? And - love is magical.
Yes, I am a hopeless romantic.
Whatcha' gonna do?
E.
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| OfWeddingsAndMSN | Category: WHAT. |
 | Saturday, 25 July 2009 01:12:33 AM (GMT) Going to a wedding later :D
..LMFAO.
And on MSN...
AND NO ONE'S ONLINE.
OTL
//wrist
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| NineHundredFiftySeven | Category: idk? |
 | Sunday, 5 July 2009 01:46:19 AM (GMT) Don't make me go D:>
I hate going to the mall with someone I barely know.
I hate going there because I have to be polite.
I hate going there because someone might see me.
Bu I love the mall anyway.
But I can't buy anything.
Don't make me go D:>
I hate going to the mall with someone I barely know.
I hate going there because I have to be polite.
I hate going there because someone might see me.
Bu I love the mall anyway.
But I can't buy anything.
FML.
Fuckin' eh?
idk if we're gonna watch Transformers or what. I would've been awesome if we watched
Watchmen like - last month D:
BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Swear to God don't make me go alooone. 8V
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| OneThousandTwoHundredFortyFour | Category: Diary |
 | Saturday, 4 July 2009 04:48:26 AM (GMT) There are things that amuse me.
There are things that upsets me.
People think it's funny; I don't.
People think it's not funny; I do.
People look at me like I'm different - alien, even. And I smile. That's all I ever
wanted. To be different. My brother achieved it. And now I shall achieve it as well.
To be different I act different. I act shy; I act confident. Switching from one
personality to another makes me confused, too. Sometimes, I even forget what I am -
how I should be, who's the real me. I think, the reason is, because people mistake There are things that amuse me.
There are things that upsets me.
People think it's funny; I don't.
People think it's not funny; I do.
People look at me like I'm different - alien, even. And I smile. That's all I ever
wanted. To be different. My brother achieved it. And now I shall achieve it as well.
To be different I act different. I act shy; I act confident. Switching from one
personality to another makes me confused, too. Sometimes, I even forget what I am -
how I should be, who's the real me. I think, the reason is, because people mistake
me for other people. They mistake me too much - from Dyann, to Camille and to
Monique.
Does that mean I'm not different?
Does that make me normal?
It makes me feel rotten actually. That I sort of look like them - and no one
actually remembers me irl.
Oh Monique! Oh - it's not you...who are you again?
Oh there you are Ines! I didn't see you there!
Eh, so you are my classmate? Since when?
Who are - OH. Yeah, you. Sorry.
The funniest I think was probably the time when Abby mistook me for Dyann. Dyann and
I were next to each other - she; tying her hair up and I just brushing my hair. All
of a sudden, Abby grabs the back part of my uniform and almost sent me falling down
the stairs. The other funniest thing was - when Camille - the one that doesn't look
like me, there are probably 6+ Camilles in my school - suddenly grabbed my hand and
started walking outside. I then went all, "Not Dyann," and she laughed.
Wow.
Identity crisis.
Maybe I should wear a name tag or something. Better yet, go to another school or
country. Somewhere like Antarctica or Pluto.
Thanks so much to the person who invented name tags.
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 | Thursday, 2 July 2009 09:36:54 AM (GMT) LMAO.
WHY IS MY BROTHER'S GIRLFRIEND HERE?
PLEASE.
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 | Tuesday, 30 June 2009 11:39:30 AM (GMT) LMAO. I FOUND THIS AND THIS LOOKED PRETTY AWESOME, SO WHY NOT?
I stealz it nao, 'k?
And I don't know if it's supposed to be adjectives or nouns D:
So I sorta did both?
Link of original: http://kupika.com/diarypage.php?id=f4a48351615d21l8zgkl
A: Awesome. [WHAT?]
B: Bryaaaan :U ♥
C: COOOORN. [C: ]
D: Death [ D: ]
E: ELLA. ERIKA. EVE. ELLIE. ERAH. WHAT. ♥
LMAO. I FOUND THIS AND THIS LOOKED PRETTY AWESOME, SO WHY NOT?
I stealz it nao, 'k?
And I don't know if it's supposed to be adjectives or nouns D:
So I sorta did both?
Link of original: http://kupika.com/diarypage.php?id=f4a48351615d21l8zgkl
A: Awesome. [WHAT?]
B: Bryaaaan :U ♥
C: COOOORN. [C: ]
D: Death [ D: ]
E: ELLA. ERIKA. EVE. ELLIE. ERAH. WHAT. ♥
F: FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFREEDOM.
G: Gorgeous 8V
H: Helium?
I: I - ILY? INES, DUH. I'M SO AWESOME IT BUUUURNS.
J: JAAAAKE. WHO?
K: KEEEEVIN. WHAT. ♥
L: Lullaby :V
M: Mooning. STOP LAUGHING SARAH.
N: Nomnomnom?
O: OMG? :O
P: POKAH FAYCE.
Q: Quarantine ♥
R: ROBIN. THE POSTER BOY.
S: SARAH ♥
T: THE BOYS OVER FLOWERS TREE.
U: URCHIN, U DA MAAAN :U
V: V - V - Vaaah - VASH? OMGVASH. ILY. :V ♥
W: WOLF RAM.
X: KISS? X-RAY FOR YOUR BRAIN.
Y: WRRRRRRRRRRRRY. YOU, ILY.
Z: ZHARI. ILY2 ♥
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