Good afternoon everyone. I feel so blissful today. Anyway, ten quotes and two graphics for you :)

Good evening everyone. Since I am still quite infamous here in Xanga, I guess I might as well place quotes here since no one is reading my weblog :]

Aw, emo much, right?

Anyway! Here are the quotes!

Dear Whoever is reading,

         I have recently noticed that everything in my life is entirely falling apart. My best friends are practically killing themselves in an invisible battle field; they back stab, curse, and spread rumors about each other. Worse is that they pretend that they're all innocent. Next up is my own family problems. I am positive that they don't want me; specially my father. Even if I make simple/minor mistakes, he gets choked up and screams at me. Almost every night I would cry myself to sleep, my pillow getting extremely wet because of my warm tears. Now comes my long-but-not-too-long crush. He told me that he likes my best friend face to face. But I do not blame him, it was not my fault for acting so cowardly to not even tell him that I have a crush on him.
        
        Why is everything falling apart? Why did every wonderful thing came to a halt? Why did every single thing shatter? I clearly do not understand. I do not want to cry anymore. I do not want to feel too miserable anymore. Sure, everyone says that "we're here for you" but they just don't mean it anymore. They always come and go. They always walk away. They always leave.

        As for my friends, sure, they all still act that they love each other but I can see beyond their lies: they loathe each other. They do everything just to bring down the other. They're all like curve swords. Honestly, yes, I do dislike some of my friends but just because I dislike them means that I hate them already. No, I'm not like that. Besides, I tell them face to face what I do not like about them because I know that it will truly help them become a better person.
 
        I don't want to lose them, though. I've grown too attached to them to even watch them walk away from our friendship. They're precious to me and I don't want to throw away our "crystal ball of friendship" (I know, it's cheesy). But I don't want to watch ourselves torture each other. I do not want us to betray each other. Of course, who would want that, right? I want to stay strong for us all but I just can't seem to find the strength. I know that I'm not their mother and I have no right to tell them how to act but I am desperate to change them.

      But then again, as the saying goes; "If one does not want to change, why bother changing them?"
      (You got me. I just made that one up.)

     So everything is falling apart with our friendship. I didn't expect for everything to fall apart in the household but viola! It did. Everyone started to act angry at me. Every time I would say something, nobody would listen. I clearly did not know what I did do wrong. Sure, I lost my phone but why did they not get angry at my sister when she lost her own phone? I can accept the fact that their her favorite but come on, they should at least stop giving me the silent treatment. I'm sick of being ignored. I'm sick of the fact that my voice is never heard.

     Favoritism. It's something that I really loathe. As the last girl in our family, I'm always the one being hated. Here are three reasons why:

      a.) First, I am far most the ugliest daughter my parents have. Hell, if my younger brother was a girl, he'd be hella prettier than me!
     I know that looks does not count but they always ignore me during photo sessions with our relatives because of my hideous face, curly hair and too skinny body. I'm not, I repeat, I'm not complaining. I'm just informing you.

      b.) I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer/cabinet...whatever. Yes, I have typed that phrase in Xanga for many times now. Yes, I'm not smart but NO, I'm not dumb either. Let's just say I'm a smart idiot. But being a smart idiot is not enough. But what I do not get is the fact that my other sister is the same as me! Okay, I'm not saying that we're both dumb but you get my point. She only knows how to shake her booty and partaaaay but she still gets most of the attention! Oh, it just hit me:

She's beautiful.

      c.) I have a loud mouth. Yes, I do admit, I am the one who talks constantly. I talk about every single thing; from cells to glass and so forth. Maybe that's the reason that they stopped talking to me? Maybe it's because I won't stop talking? Hm. It makes so much sense.

      But it's fine with me if they all do not want to talk to me. I will give them the time they need to forgive me for whatever I have done. I will give them time because I love them.

      Ah love. I love someone. Though I'm not sure but I do think that I love him. He's a nice guy who's always there for me. Oh, but he likes my best friend. This was our heat-breaking conversation last Friday. I will translate it to you guys: