Monday, August 15, 2005
Call Me Desperate... But Not Quite
I know i am romantic whore who doesn't fail to give up hope that someday a tall, toned Caucasian guy will sweep me off my feet... still clinging to that fleeting hope. I never thought that keeping your virginity is hard work! And imagine it for 22 fucking years! That's a lot of work! Not to mention the trauma I had way back in highschool.
Would I give in to temptation? Not sure, but for now, I don't know how am I still holding off these temptations like there is somebody out there to tempt me, I guess that is a remote possiblity.
I'm just drowning myself with shopping and downloading music for my mini-ipod and playing GBA, those are the few things that keeps me sane these days and there is the upcoming work in Mccann. Bye-bye to a non-existent social life out there already.
For the August celebrants namely, Fran and Pia, wishing all the fortitude you could muster to further enchance your life whatever that may be. I guess I or nobody just want to end up like a virginal spinster forever. At least a fling? See! The desparateness is slowly coming out! Ewww. Hate it.
Could I just pray to God and God would answer my prayers by sending a gorgeous male specimen falling directly out of nowhere? I guess God is punishing me for being a pagan. Or just not practicing my religion. Whatever, maybe I was hiding when God showered "flirtatiouness" on earth and maybe I was just hiding in a neolithic cave. Dumbass!
