Make me heart beat slow and fast at the same time. Make me think about you day and night. Make me wonder if this was meant to be. I can't think straight. My spelling, my words are all in a jumble. MY mind replaying whatever sweet memories there are of you. Thinking of you makes it impossible for me to say anything worth listening to. Worst of all, you make me feel like I'm the world's biggest weirdo, without even trying. Hahaha.
Trolololol:))

I love writing. My medium, my comfort. It amuses me at times when I get carried away and then forget about the rest of the world. Writing helps me think. It helps me in clearing my mind on whatever things that bother me. Well, we all have our mediums of relaxation. Mine happens to be a piece of paper or anything actually that can help me write.

"MY SCHOOL PROJECT"

Wow, that is such a lame title. Yeah, I know, I am criticizing myself. It's the typical heading and/or title for a school project. Such a shame on me for not working up the energy to think of a better title. Well, of course I do not have the energy. I just survived, barely, examination days. You try writing a blog when your brain is a complete and total wipeout. Brain, Kudos to you for surviving Junior Year. Okay, back to the actual topic. Right about now I saw one of the blogs my classmates made and then saw the one that stated that we had a project in Journ. First thought " Well, okay. I'll just make another blog then, whoopee." Note the SARCASM. Second thought " You know, you should actually see what the project is all about." Yes, my brain just made me do something right. I checked the blog and low and behold I found out that we had to summarize everything important and / or significant that happened this past school year. Not my type of topic to write about but it seemed easy enough to do except for the fact that we had to write a five hundred word essay about it. Yeah, talk about break, NOT. Well, I guess I need to start doing it. Wait, I am doing it. Let's see, what were the significant events that happened this year? Hmm, Oh yeah, I learned how to ride a bike but that isn't really related to school. What else? What extraordinary things happened this year? I wonder...nothing extraordinary happened I think but there are some events that are worht mentioning like how we celbrated the Centennial Year of the Assumption - Iloilo. It was totally amazing knowing that you're part of bigger community and you get totake part of the Centennial Celebration. It was special since it is only once that you get this chance to celbrate it cause it isn't really humanly possible to celebrate two Centenaries. Or is it? Another important event was the actual preparation for the Centenary. It was so much fun taking part in this event because I got to bond with my classmated and stuff like that. Speaking of bonding time, I got to experience my first ever Taize. We stayed up for twelve or more hours laughing, bonding, getting to know others better and as well as getting to know ourselves under a different light. Another fun experience was the Foundation day, we celebrated it with laughter and joy as we entered our unexpectedly fun day. I think this is the longest blog post I have ever posted and I can't stop yet because if I do then I would have a low score and having a low score would make me sad and I don't like being sad. Anyway, back to my essay. I have learned a lot. Yeah, definitely a lot. I changed for the better. Goodbye, inconsiderate, irresponsible me. Hola! Optimistic, considerate newly modified ME. So much went on this year that I fail to remember everything. I guess I can summarize this school year this way: This school year was like a Tabla Rasa ( Social Studies, Hahaha.) It was like a sheet of newly bought paper, book paper at that. Empty, no mark , no anything but as the days grew long and the year passed when I looked back on the paper it was no longer empty. It is now filled with scribbles of all penmanships, in all colors. There were some erasures and marks but I'm pretty sure it was erased and now corrected. Good thing, they were written in pencil. It would've been awful not being able to erase the mistakes that was written. So I guess I'm closing my essay now. Well, it wasn't that hard writing all these. So yeah, my school project.

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Eu te amo Alex Gaskarth, voce me faz sentir como se eu fosse a unica menina la fora. Por que? Por que voce me faz sentir assim? O engracado e que eu nao entendo o que estou fazendo ainda assim eu sinto totalmente feliz, irremediavelmente feliz.:))

Okay, sooo if my grammar is wrong. Disregard please, I'm bad at Portuguese.
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I have a reason to love football now. I admit Alex looks hott. He usually does. It's amazing how he can make me feel like I'm the one he's singing to. It takes real talent and connection with the listener to do so. I salute you Alex because not many artists can connect and inspire as you do. I might not be the best in writing things like this but it takes more than words to express what I feel:))

I REALLY, REALLY, I mean REALLY want to tour with All Time Low. If not, then I wish that I might get the chance to meet them in person. Well, I'd probably pass out due to starstruckness. In the least, I really want to watch them perform LIVE. Wouldn't it be awesome to be apart of their show? Being there, supporting them, watching Jack go about his Jackness would be enough. To top it all of, Alex Gaskarth would be there and maybe just maybe I would get him to smile at me.

We're all actors. Playing each of our roles, our parts as we we were meant to. Each of one us gets that single chance to be in the spotlight, to determine if we were meant for that center stage. But is the chance really worth hurting the people we love? Is it worth the things we trample on to get on top? Nah, I don't think so. Yes, we are all actors on a stage. Puppets as I think of it. Let's not make our a silver-screen cliche, okay?

" We were like a timebomb set in motion, we knew that we were destined to explode."

Uncertainties may come, destruction may go. Natural calamities slaps us in the face and people whom we love tend to leave our sides. Nevertheless, we are urged to move on. To stand up and face the world and make a better tomorrow for you and your loved ones. We can't make the world last longer than what it's destined to be but we can make it better than what it is today.

So meet Alexander William Gaskarth.

Take note of the fact that I am in LOVE with this boy, no, MAN:)) Yes , he is old.Hey 23 is not old,but who cares? Haha. Point is, he is now my brand new source of inspiration. Well, not so brand-new. You get my drift.Little does he know that I have had a seriously massive crush since FOREVER.

Alex Gaskarth, you have my heart.

It all started on summer day. I don't remember when or where I first laid my eyes on you. I guess, the important thing was that it was you that I saw. I had nothing to do. NADA but then you passed my way and it felt like the boredom that was eating me was totally erased and as corny as it is I think I knew my life's purpose just then:))

From the start I knew this week will be complete and utter mayhem. Yeah, I was right. I think my brain turned into mush this past week. Projects, assignments, Exams thrown back and forth and to top it all of I don't get what I'm doing at all. It's like I'm running on pure adrenaline. I'm like doing everything and end up with nothing. Uggh, totally hopeless. Well, on the brighter side of the world, FREEDOM reigns because school just ended and yeahh, no more stress. Yeaaahh!
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