Dear Mr. President

Hey guys this is a song from one of the greatest artist of all time PINK.. Since our country had a Lady President, so Imma call this song as Dear Mrs. President. This song goes out to Mrs. Gloria Macapagal Arroyo. Hope you'll learn from this.





PS.
I love u Pink

Is it Too Much To Ask?

I just had a beef (word war) with a friend and it was nasty. Well I started it, for one good reason.
I never ask him to be perfect, I just want him to own up to his mistakes and took responsibility for his actions...

Gotta bounce out of your life for a while and let you think things over. Slowly but surely as you mature you'll realize that it was off for making me wait twice.

Just What I Need

Who was the last person u had a phone conversation with for more than 2 minutes?

* GEE

Is it cute when a boy calls u baby?

* Hell no.. It'll be cheesy.

What is something u like to do when u're down?

* Write something in this crappy blog.. just like now..

Who is the last person u physically hit?

* nobody...

Do u always answer ur phone?

* nope.. not all the time.. I dont accept calls while on duty....

Do u have a friend of the opposite sex u can talk to?

* Yep... Y??

Was last night enjoyable for u?

*Nope... it was a nighmare..

Ever receive a really long apology?

* yeah..

Want someone or something u can't have?

* I always get what I want...

Have u ever thought about killing someone in detail?

* hahaha... yeah... but not right now...

What's the last thing u put in ur mouth?

* notch.. lol... cookies and cream ice cream

Are u afraid of roller coasters?

* Yeah.. made me sick

Facebook or Myspace?

* both.. add me up

Do u sleep with the door open or closed?

*wa mi door.

Your number two tells u they're pregnant, u say what?

* I dont have a number 1.. hypothetically i'll say good for you...

Do u want to get married and have children one day?

* if i lost my mind.. yeah

Can u recall the last time u liked someone a lot?

* last month??

Anyone of the opposite sex been on ur mind lately?

* yuck

Do u know ur best friend's middle name?

* yep...

Is life good?

*most of the time.. yeah

Are u happy?

* nope.. ecstatic

When is ur birthday?

* 3rd day of January.. ayg pangadto sa blay wa mi hikay.. new year mi mag celebrate...

When was the last time u were home alone?

*2 hours ago...

Are u the oldest, middle, or youngest?

* youngest...

What color are ur sheets?

* i like them blue.. but right now its yellow..

Do u straighten ur hair?

* nope...

Whats the closest black thing to you?

* shoes...

What are u looking forward to in the next 2 months?

* A paying job

If u could move somewhere else, would u?

*yes... definitely..

Are u in a good mood right now?

* im cranky....

Does cuddling freak u out?

* yeah.. jeepers creepers...

Do u and ur best friend look anything alike?

* Nope.. we are opposites..

Do u ignore people when u're mad/upset with them?

*i give them the cold treatment but they dont figure it out...

When u take a drink of something, do u hold ur pinky up?

* nope...

Do u like surprises?

* thats scary..

Getting Over Is Hard to Get Over

I'm getting really paranoid about this thing. It's like you can never get any sleep at all even though you really want to but your thoughts just keeps you up. Worrying about the wrong stuffs and all crap. Made myself go from being just unhappy to being unhappier with the way my life is going through right now. Thinking about the "should haves" and the "would haves". I've been down this road 2 million times already and can't believe I'm heading that way again. Clinging unto what's left inside, but there's nothin in. It's hard when you preach about how other people should live their lives and yet I can't even get a grip with mine. It's funny when professionally I can help a person live but I'm struggling to be alive. Come on. How cruel life can be?


I know it's bananas when I would say that I had a relapse. I'm already broken but my mind keeps pounding my heart in little bits of pieces til it becomes dust. Why can't we be satisfied with what is laid on our plate? Why do we to reach over someone's platter and take a piece? Crack me up and look inside but I don't have the answers.

Would it be too much to ask if you want your old self back after you are scraped out of your juice?


These thought keeps me alive:

I'm not alone, I'm Just Single. I still got my Friends on my Back.

How Gays are Made

They say that good girls are made of sugar, spice and everything nice (powerpuff girls) but gays are made of glitter and alcohol with eyeliners on the side and something fun.


Seriously, gays are born and not made. Some people may that some guy made him gay what they don't is that they are born that way. They just don't realize it and needs a slight push for them to fully realize their potentials as GAYS.