“What made me happy once, might not make me happy now.”

Thank you tumblr for feeding my emoness every so often.

Anyways, I just wanna plug. Ask me anything @ http://formspring.me/erikasila I'd love to answer any kind of question but I'd really appreciate it if people would put their names on their questions and/or won't be rude. Nevertheless, ask me anything.

Well, I'll post something more worthy of your reading time when I'm finally allowed to think about things that are not related to school, meaning after this hell month. But actually, I'm just procrastinating so...

Oh and btw, HELLO THERE MR. UTAKGAGO MENTHOL-GUY! Haha special plug for you!

18 years past

Buti pa noon, wala akong eyebags, blackheads, at hindi pa ako zombie.

I can't help myself I'm addicted to a life of material It's some kind of a joke I'm obsessively opposed to the typical

I honestly don't feel like sleeping tonight. Yes I don't want dead brain cells, nobody wants that, but I'm scared I might not be able to wake up on time for class again in the morning. I can't afford to cut classes anymore. I just want to write.

Anyways, on brighter things (or not so much), I just turned 19 people. Yes, I don't feel young anymore as this is my last year of teenagerness. I have 365 days to abuse enjoy my teenagerness. Yes, there's no such word as teenagerness.

So what to expect? I'm not gonna be afraid to take risks anymore. I won't fear losing and/or rejection. I'm gonna learn to love someone something and be forever passionate about it. If you don't stand up for something, you'd fall for anything. True, right? Found that in tumblr, I think.

Well, three hours of being a year older and so far so good. When I wake up, that is if I get any sleep, I just hope there wouldn't be any reason for BVness. GV lang tsong!

LADY GAGA, COME BACK TO THE PHILIPPINES PLEASE!