On Friday, April 08, 2005 the dreamer was taken to heaven...he said:
"  You are Heroin (aka: smack, dope, brown sugar...). You are the most dangerous drug between all other kinds. You are bold, deep, dark, mysterious, have your own world. You are classified as class (A) illegal drugs. What kind of Drugs are you? and how that reflect your personality?brought to you by Quizilla================================== Everyone seems to have one of these, so I'll post one also! :D - He tends to exaggerate situations, resulting in excess drama over even the shallowest of ocassions. Ironically, he can also be amazingly apathetic or tactless, to say the least. He's been my classmate for only three years, but I'm happy to say that he has known me better than anyone has. :) And though it always ends up that we get angry over the shallowest of things, he's still approachable and friendly. Definitely one of the people who make my high school life worth it. Oh yeah, he's also my source of PAD PAPER, BOND PAPER, BALLPENS, COLORING MATERIALS, *extra assignments*. HAHAHA. :D
- Fucking smart. Damn. I can't imagine how he can fit so many facts into his brain. A hard worker, he excels in school (though he would without even trying.) He has his share of ups and downs, but he gets through them gracefully with a snicker or giggle. He laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs, and laughs (even when sometimes, nothing is really funny.) But then, that makes his character all the more endearing.
- He has a good grasp of himself, and oddly enough, his emotions too. He has a tendancy to get close to people, and I found it easy to open up to him when shit knocks at my door. He's slightly (okay, a little more than slightly) materialistic, but who can blame him? We live in a highly materialistic world anyway. I admire him for his strength of character - based on his full acceptance of himself. Ayus ka chong. :)
- His addiction to war seems to send out the signal that he's somewhat a fighter. Although people may thing he's a hardened soul - war hardens us all - the opposite is in fact true. He's enlightened, and he looks for simple pleasures. He's mostly quiet, though beneath the placidity is wisdom deeper than most sixteen year olds can possess. One of the few who make my high school life great.
- I carried a torch for her for the longest time. I never thought I'd give up on her, but I did. Now, everytime I see her and her guy (or I read about them), I still am bothered by what could have been, had I told her. I think that she's willing to work things out with her guy, to bear it even to the edge of doom, and thta makes her amazing. I am not in love with her anymore
though who wouldn't be in love with her anyway? It pains me to see her hurt - but I know I can do nothing to help. They always work things out in the end, anyway. Somehow, I know that it's better for me to not have told her. - She's making me fall, and somehow, I have a feeling that she's not entirely clueless about it. I wish I could tell her how I feel, but I can't. I know that someone else holds her heart - or, as she says, no one does at the moment. Everything became better when she hugged me, held me tight. But it only lasted for one night. (Wow, rhyming.) I want to be with her - but I can't. I can't risk falling again. I don't want another heartbreak (over another what-if.) But I can't seem to decide which is the lesser pain - to be with her and know I can't have her, or to be without her at all. I should weigh things more particularly, this time. I don't want to push her away and end up regretting it, just like #5.
- He was the crush of the girl I used to have a crush on. Haha. To top things off, he's my classmate. He's done the worst things to me, but then, I try (and I do) look past them. He keeps thanking me for being a good friend, though I do not completely understand what I had done to deserve his gratitude. He doesn't know me well, but he can tell when something's bothering me. And it amazes me, the stupid things he would do just to make me laugh - it helps during the most stressful and worst days of school.
- She is very mysterious. She's as white as a ghost, and pretty enough to be the muse of ships, pirates and royal navymen alike. She's got a knack for stringing words together and making sense of even the most confusing emotions. She's amazing since she can juggle so many things and keep her life on track at the same time. She doesn't think of herself enough - surely there's a lot more to her than how she words it - especially when she's lamenting over a what-might-have-been. Even if you think that she's breaking down (read her blog), when you meet her, you'll realize how strong she actually is.
- We seem to be on the same page a lot. We have a lot of common insights. I enjoy it when she shares what's on her mind - usually, she's able to word down into letters the things I can't completely explain. She has a knack for human psychology and she enjoys trying to understand people and make the connections between their emotions, their backgrounds and their consequent actions.
- He's one of my brothers, and I guess he's one whom I hold special. He's always there - from late nights when I'm problematic, to nights out when we want to get wasted and have the times of our lives. He's amazing, since he can easily adapt to changes. He may not realize it, but he's full of talent. Matalino at gago - he's almost like the ideal representation of youth today. Full of potential, but addicted to a whole lot of things. He amazes me STILL since he knows how to enjoy his time here - saludo ako sayo 'tol!
- I thought it was over between us, but now, things are back. They may not be the way they used to, but then, I think things are better this way. She makes me smile, especially when we share the corny shit that pass us by. She is madly in love with someone else - pero love niya rin ako! (RIIIIGHT? HAHAHAHA Kidding. :)) I guess we both realized that we enjoy each other's company, somehow. Sometimes, I can just be full of shit, but then, she's still there - willing to stick up for me even with her fists (pwede ka nang lalake. HAHAHA.) I guess you could say that in a way, I love her...and she loves me too. But not the relationship kind anyway. :P
- Errr. I don't understand this guy. He claims he's lost most of his friends. Okay, but he can get really tactless at times. It's annoying. If he thinks he's lost his friends, then I guess that he shouldn't be pushing them away - or he should reevaluate things, since I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt that he does it unconsciously. ANYWAY, I hope he changes. I guess he still is my friend anyway. And I'm always ready to give another chance (pero bilang rin yan noh!) HAHA. :D
- I didn't really expect to become close to this guy. Pero ganun eh. Ang galing nga eh! A talented writer, rockstar, leader, debater, you name it. Bagay sila ni #8. He can talk endlessly about the same thing and still make every point he makes interesting. He's an excellent conversationalist, and he'll probably make a great author someday, with all his work on the internet.
- She's smart. Damn she's smart. And everyone likes her. And everyone knows her. And she's pretty. And everyone thinks so. (But she's not the girl I like. :P) She's somewhat the ideal daughter, since she's the assimilation of what parents would like to see in their children AND who guys and girls love. :D
- Although we had our share of arguments, we made it through them. And somehow, that made our trust in each other stronger after each fight. She may be hot-headed at times, and she may make other people's blood boil with her not-so-friendly attitude, but I consider her as my angel. Even if I can't really turn to her that much for advice, she's the one I run to when I want to be heard. I know she's going to listen and she knows I'm going to listen. I want to be there for her everytime she needs me. I want to comfort her everytime she cries. I want to hug her everytime she's lonely. But she won't let me. She's a lot stronger than she thinks, and she's made it through so much already. Though I know - and I regret - that I haven't been with her every step of the way, I have faith that she's always gonna make it through. I don't know if this is going to be the right word - but anyway - she inspires me. :) She's not my girlfriend though. Dami niya kasing boylets eh. *ahem* HAHAHA. :P And she's not the girl I like. (I used to like her though). But I love her nonetheless.
The Rules: 1.) Write something about 15 different people. 2.) You can NOT say who they are. 3.) If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell. "
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