Princess Hours

      

Oh my God! I am totally in love with this koreanovela. and it's not because it's aired in abs-sbn...which i totally don't like. *chuckles* my cousin, erika bought a dvd and we watched it for two straight days. it's funny coz we would sleep at 5 am watching it and wake up at 8 to watch it again. boy was it LONG! but it was worth it because every scene was just breathtaking. wow.

the story started with the korean emperor making a pact with his trusted friend. they agreed that the prince (his grandson) would marry his friend's only grand-daughter. several years later, the unsuspecting crowned prince Xin and the unsuspecting grand-daughter Caijing meet after she accidentally spilled murky water over his white shoes. he gets angry and well that was their first meeting haha. they meet again when caijing accidentally heard xin proposing to his ballerina girlfriend xaolin but xaolin rejects him because according to her, ballet was the only thing she wanted to pursue. caijing got caught and was apprehended by the prince, not knowing she was actually his soon-to-be-wife. well personally, i think it was kind of funny to hear your fiance proposing to another woman. lolz anyway...

so when xin got home, his father told him about the agreement between his grandpa and the friend and that he was to be married with the friend's grand-daughter. xin's dad gave him a picture and imagine his shock when he found out the caijing was to be his wife. well it didn't really take him long to concede. same case for caijing so they got married. and this was the start of their funny and a little-bit-dramatic married life.

im not going to give spoilers. you'll just have to watch it yourself. oh and watch out for the honeymoon...nyahaha...it's the funniest scene EVER!! haha well anyway, princess hours really made my bleak days beautiful and i am just SO in love right now. and XIN is the handsomest korean EVER!!! I love him to death! LV was pretty handsome himself...but I love XIN! Xin Go! oh and i also love caijing. she's so cute. nyahaha! well, have to end it here. hope u get to watch princess hours. it's really wonderful. xoxoxo ^_~

the worst xmas party ever

christmas break has begun. and by christmas break, i mean days with absolutely nothing to do. in simpler terms...boredom. well, i don't mean christmas is boring...it's just that people like me don't have anything to do and having something to do is our life. well, yesterday it was budin's birthday so i bolted from my house so i would not meet with her hyperkinetic classmates. oh and last saturday was our christmas party. frankly, i hated it. i didn't enjoy it as much as i thought i would and it's the worst christmas party ive ever been to.

no offense to those who coordinated (well i am one of them), i just didn't like how everything turned out. our party just reflected how we can't settle our differences to work on a common goal and it's just sad because we spent like five hours debating over which theme we should incorporate: punk or western. from the very beginning, when i heard that they wanted to have punk as a theme, i felt the urge to throw this tantrum and slash their heads one by one. i mean, PUNK is NOT a theme in the first place. it's a genre of music which goths, rockers listen to. well today, of course we call those who listen or love punk as punks but still it's something abstract. so jaye asked everyone what their interpretation of punk was. no one answered except ME. fuck. i just wanted to curse right then and there. jaye then interrupted that for her punk was baggy jeans, bling-blings and pimpy jewels. the shit. i love her and i respect her opinion but i just can't let her mix punk with hip-hop. so i complained that what she was describing was something entirely different but they said i had no right because it was her opinion. so if i think that jaye was the ugliest girl in the planet then no one has the right to resent me because im entitled to my own opinion. but i think that's wrong because it's not an opinion anymore, it's a lie. if i say jaye is ugly but she's really beautiful, it wouldn't be fair for her. fuck those people! i hope they bite their asses off in hell!

gahh! i don't wanna go on talking how on the day of chirstmas party, those lowlifes who bashed me because i opposed to having punk as a theme wore NOTHING CLOSE to punk!! i just hate them! fuck the shit of them! i hope they burn in hell! they just ruined what i perceived to be the best christmas party of my high-school! how dare them speak about something they don't really know about? how dare them use punk when they don't really know what it means? *tugs hair* god! i wanna pull out all of their hairs! they are pieces of shit!

stay

"you say i only hear what i want to, i don't listen hard, don't pay attention to the distance that you're running to anyone, anywhere, don't understand if you really care im only hearing negative"

god i hate myself. i don't understand why it is so hard to get over him! i mean i spent a goddamn year just to stop myself from thinking and i thought i was over him but yesterday, his frickin hair ruined it all. *sighs* oh my god, he lookes so handsome with his hair pushed back and all that. i just couldn't help blushing when he starts talking to me and the way he touched my hair this morning...oh my god. im afraid im starting to fall again. i don't want to. im enjoying my life without worrying about crushy things...im sick and tired of that. it's always this feeling and then i get hurt again. it's so unfair. why can't i ever move on? it's like he's cursed to be forever engraved in my mind. and im cursed to never exist in his. i thought i could act normal but i guess i get tired of lying, too.


and now i can't walk pass him without getting butterflies because of his scent. the way i blush around him is entirely different than i do with other guys. it's like my whole body is in heat and right then and there i wanna tell him how i feel. but that will never happen because i vowed to myself i would only keep my feeling to myself. it's over. done. i don't want him to stay in my life and it's just weird how at the same time, i find myself missing him if he's not.

this chirstmas, all i want is freedom. absolute, real freedom. no strings, no regrets, just pure freedom. i wanna live my life alone, go through high-school without having to worry about crazy things boyfriends and girlfriends worry about. i wish to never fall in love again....that way....things remain bland and random...which is exactly why i exist.