This all started one day when I saw this young man, about my age, He was kind, funny and-white. so it didn't took me a minute to like him that instantly, even gave him a codename, Bubblybear. I cried, I laughed, I fell in love, I got hurt, I was bitter, and I----moved on. Yes I did. Even though it meant being attached to friends---no, let's tantamount my friends to bestfriends. But before I did move on, there was this blog of mine that always reminded me of him ----- http://reinapontejos.blogspot.com/ Well honestly, I already have access to this blog and I could delete it any time I want, but no, I wouldn't entirely want that. Anyway, past is past. Moving on to my story---- I think my feelings for him was light, very light compared to the next ones.
I had this friend, let's call this friend Jellybean, nice, bubbly, brave, and bold but I didn't know what happened, I seem to have misplaced my files about Jellybean. Maybe I just got hurt, too hurt. I thought Jellybean was pushing me away so I did.
Then there's this another, let's call this another friend Charcoal:) Well Yeah~~> this was the wrong one, the one I should've stopped earlier when I could, well, not like I didn't learn better from Jellybean, it was the same situation-----the IMPOSSIBLE one. Actually I met Jellybean and Charcoal both at the same time, at the same day, at the same place, in the same manner, at the wrong moment When I saw their faces, I first noticed charcoal and I knew what I was thinking but ignored it, then there stood Jellybean, standing there so----innocent .They're actually friends, well not entirely friends but they had contact once.
I am writing this blog because of Charcoal, whom I thought I've purposely misplaced my memories of. Yes ---purposely. I wanted to forget Charcoal the way I did with Jellybean. Charcoal is, well I'd describe as a demon hidden in a horrible demon. A demon I'm telling you, like a burning charcoal. But unlike Jellybean, Charcoal is smarter, more attractive in a way, reasonable and... just smarter,ok? But not smarter than me, I think. Charcoal could've beaten me if it wasn't for the lazy attitude. But because of Charcoal ..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Shoot. I'm tired. I could just say that I'll write again tomorrow but I know myself enough to know that I won't, Hahaha. Anyway -- "Ta-da!" The story of my---------, well it's not my life, I can't call it my lovelife either, It wasn't love and it had no life. so------
It's just "A story" then.
Purely fictional >:)))
