Boy fucking crazy.

14 August, 2009

I am happy now. I love my dorm, I love my roommates, I honestly enjoy my classes (though I find Chemistry15 and Statistics1 very hard), and I love being involved in an organization. I made a lot of changes this year, and now I’m just plain happy.

Well, that’s at least until Barbs and I start talking and ranting about why we don’t have boyfriends, how unfair it is that ugly girls have one but we don’t, and how things always start with a guy and it’s just that. It just starts, and it gets all kilig, and poof, it’s Koko Krunch. It’s sad to think that my last relationship was asdjklf4873e4632789rydjsk. God. I need a guy. I’m gathering dust here! Spiders are making freaking cobwebs around me! God!

I often talk to a friend about this (Armani), and he says that it’s because I make it seem like I have impossible standards, and it is kind of intimidating. Someone finds me intimidating?! Wow, even I would be intimidated by myself because apparently, I am intimidating. Gosh, I didn’t realize that. I always thought it’s because I’m fat. :| Well, anyways… Armani started to teach me the “boy-luring” techniques. He told me to start posting pictures of myself doing the infamous “Friendster pose” (He says “Magpaka-baduy ka nga kahit minsan. Masyado kang anti-baduy eh.” and I was like “Ew, fuck no!”) And that’s when I realized… I do have impossible standards. I am very judgemental. Gosh, my penthouse in hell awaits my arrival. I don’t get it. Hindi naman ako mahilig sa sobrang gwapo. Gusto ko HOT. Barbs and I agreed on our qualifications. He has to be tall and malaman (in short, YUMMY). And must wear nice shoes. And nice shirts, and perfectly-sized pants. And, I think most girls would agree, wears boxers or boxer briefs. Dapat din suplado, yung hindi masyadong nagsasalita around other people, but secretly bubbly. Maraming alam na bagay, hindi lang acads o dota o anime. One big turn off na napag-usapan din pala namin is yung vain guys. Ew My God. EMG. No, please, no. Bakla much? Mas hot talaga yung effortless, yung tipong he just happened to wear the first thing he grabbed from his drawer and still ended up drool-worthy. O tama na, nag-advertise na ako dito, kasama pa ang underwear preference.

Yun lang. Gusto lang kasi ni Barbs magkaroon ng ComArtsSoc shirts na pang mag-shota.

Yung pang-female, sabi “I’M HARD TO GET”

Yung pang-male naman, “BUT I GOT HER”

Tapos maglalakad kayo sa labas, suot niyong dalawa yan.

Tanginang kabaduyan yan.

But what’s sad is sometimes BADUY feels so much better than nothing at all. :|

Tangina pengeng boylet.

3 Responses to “Boy fucking crazy.”

  1. phoebe Says:

    Haha! Lumandi ka kasi! Para sa kalandian kelangang magsakripisyo.

    Pag may gwapo kang nakasakay sa fx, hingin mo na agad number. Haha.

    Yay! Malandi ka na rin! Yay! Hanapan nga kita ng boylet.

  2. Adeline Says:

    and poof it’s koko krunch! :))


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