I'm turning 21 in 21 days in time now, err? Am I using the right term? Anyway I've been wishing for something new now..
Oh gosh, something really new since everyone says that I'm unique. Don't ask me in what ways and on what thing for I, myself doesn't know the answers. I'm just hoping unique in a good way.
Wait a sec, maybe because I'm a leap year baby, maybe it's one of the reasons, I guess, and since I only celebrate my birthday once every four years then why not try something really new that's worth it and crazy, you think?
By the way and obviously my mom delivered me exactly February 29, 1991 , 3:02 A.M. Cool isn't it? Way too cool. I think I should start over my stuffs and stop rambling on non-sense thought.
Here it goes:
First one, try to fall in love with a guy?
-- oops, I think I should not include that. In case you wanna know why, it's simply because I'm a T-BOY.
But having to fall in love with a guy is something new, so why not and besides I just got dumped by my girlfriend, oh I mean ex-girlfriend and honestly I know I don't deserve this, I treated her as my queen but couldn't blame her, she's right I can't give her a baby.
Okay-okay, anyway let me rephrase my list.
First, try to meet someone with the same birthday as mine, much better.
Second, try to distinguish the difference between stupid and idiot. Pathetic and insane. Oh boy. Just kidding.
Third, oh this is really hard. I just wish something crazy to happen the moment this plane landed. I really wish something would really happen so that there'll be enough reason for me to celebrate my birthday in the Philippines.
Enough for that now. I'm tired and sleepy. Half an hour more before we landed at the Philippines' port.
I was about to close my eyes when something purple caught my eye. Yuck. Purple? Who the hell was the idiot who brought a balloon along with him or her? Take note: a purple balloon. I hate purple. Weird. A purple balloon on a plane, guess that's crazy? So should I jot it down on my journal? I think I should but let me take a picture of it first.
*click*
There. Perfect. A purple balloon on a plane on my trip back to the Philippines. Was that a sign? I suddenly felt that I did the shrugged thing.
Now I can take a sleep. I should've not acknowledged the presence of that balloon at the first place.
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Here I am standing at the waiting area for almost 15 minutes and still there's no sign of my sister, I wonder where the hell that lady is.
I sat on one of the chairs as I watched the purple balloon dance gracefully caused by the air. It was carefully tied on one of the handles of the chair. I stood up again and walks towards it.
"Weird, this is the second time we've met up today purple one." I said. Yeah right, I'm crazy talking to a balloon as if it'd answer me, anyways so what if I'm actually talking to it? "I hate purple." I added as I slid my hand onto my bag and get a pentle pen and then scribbled something into it.
"Hey!" Someone called from behind.
Finally she's here. "What took you so long?" I asked the moment our eyes met.
"Is that yours?" She pointed at the balloon.
"What made you think that it's mine?"
She shrugged and I hate it. She's such a no-care person. I hate my big sister when she's like that. "I'll just take a few minutes in the comfort room then we'll leave." She said then boom she's gone.
Such a headache. I ran after her while putting back the pentle pen in my bag when suddenly- "Whoa!" I screamed out. "What the-" now I'm in a great big mess.
"Sorry."
"You just threw up a drink on me-"
"Accidentally." He cut in.
"Stupid." I exclaimed.
"Relax." He said calmy.
I hissed looking at my favorite shirt that's now totally wet because of him. "I'm gonna murder you." I muttered.
"Here." He said instead then handed me a hanky. "I'm really sorry."
Without looking at him, I grabbed it and walked away from him. What an idiot ugly face. Wait? Ugly? But I haven't even seen his face. I turned around again to take a glimpse of him but I was already 5 persons away from the stupid guy. I wanted to go back to take a glimpse of him but I halt myself the moment I saw him picked up the pen- the pen? Darn it! That's my favorite pen!
"Hey!" That made me jump and scream a little.
"Yah! Why do you have to do that?"
My sister rolled her eyes. "Oh! What happened to you? Is that the new fashion trend?"
"Shut up." I hissed as I wiped the liquid on my shirt.
"Shall we go now?"
"Absolutely." I said but I threw another glimpse at the guy and this time I saw his right angle but it wasn't that clear. He was holding the purple balloon..
I wonder if he owns that and if he does- he's the weirdest guy on earth.
"Viney!"
"Coming!"
Is she really my sister? If I'm stubborn then what can she be?
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Feb 9, 2012 . 21 days to go..
Just got home from Thailand to Philippines. Weird, just seen a purple balloon at the plane and seen it again at the waiting area in the airport.
I scribbled something on it. Hehe
1st day is a total freak out day. Someone just spill out his drink on me and guess what? I have this theory that he owns the weird purple one.
I guess, I should just let this pass and concentrate on trying to find someone with the same birthday as mine and enjoy flirting with girls.
See yah soon. Oh, let me just attach the purple balloon I have seen this day.
[Weird Purple Balloon owned by the Weirdo guy who threw up his drink on me.]
PS: just a theory that he owns the balloon.
Viney's Journal aka Scrapbook.
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