 “Someday, I will be proud of myself” My name's Elena, but it's alright to address me any name that suits you. I'm a Registered Nurse in the Philippines and in the United States of America. Currently waiting for a miracle so I can finally work in the west. Being a couch potato and drowning myself in books are some of my likes while anything-pork and futile people are my dislikes. Credits
| "Kadiri ang ube!" -Pruds
And, for the record, I agree with Pruds. I have to. I haven't tasted an ube jam before (I won't care with what your opinion might be) and it would greatly help if I wouldn't have a taste of it anytime soon. I hate what she's doing to me. For the second time, I'm never a doll to play with. Ube sucks so much. She says hi to me and she can only get a nod. She doesn't deserve my smile. I guess what I'm trying to say here is, I got fooled. I haven't talked about this with Mentos 'cause I know they will just be frenzied, and I know they have their own problems with them, so I won't let this issue add to their burden. Or not, for Jasmine. :) MOVING ON.Err. Speaking of that word. I'm currently in that process. You know, about F. A junior friend encouraged me to stop what I got myself into. I've been hurting myself since the day I met her. I guess I became vulnerable for struggling this hardup until now. I was blinded by everything she's made me feel. It's like, I never cared for what everyone was saying. Well, I guess it's now time. I am walking away, not leaving any footprints behind. I'll end this in a blissful way. I won't have any contact with her anymore. It's only this time that I can finally say that I am tired of running after someone who barely even gives me the chance to have a part in her script. Until here.  |  |
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