Same Beginning, Different Ending. =)

Dream as if you'll live forever, Live as if you'll die today.

Laziness

Tuning into : Fall In Love - Nick Lachey

C.O.W. : Gossip Girl GUYS XD

I already have their faces on my vision board.
and NOPE, it's not blocking David's shining face XD

So; list of people I am currently crushing on :

- David A
- CHACE CRAWFORD
- Penn Badgley
- Taylor Lautner
- Alex Meraz
- Jesse McCartney
- Joe Jonas
- Nick Jonas
- Shia Labeouf ><
- Robert Pattinson =p
- EMMA WATSON LOL
- That metrosexual model in Y! magazine *swoon*

Anyway, today Angela, Ginny and I were litterally screaming in class.
Trust me, Angela was in on this.
SO, the Y! magazines were distributed in class, and everybody was reading,
there was always something that arouses interest among our fellow classmates.
For Pavi, the JONAS standee competition- Hema was supporting her, as usual.
For Shagee and them, some career opts,
For Ginny, Angela and I,
THAT ISSUE ON METROSEXUALS.
For Mun Kit, that bunch of screaming girls that suddenly bombards him with questions.
That guy did more facials than I did housework.
Which was close to none, bee tee double-you.
And yep! Our class has a devastatingly small amount of metros.
Only 2. *sigh*
Gays are not counted, so half of the class guys are out of the list.
(roflmao =x)

Then Gin, MK, KC and I got carried away and continued talking about metros through Chemistry.
And for Moral... I forgot what happened.
Then during Bio, everybody was filling that eyesore of a green card;
that KOKO card that brought the whole class to a movement towards all sorts of teachers.

I decided to do it at the eleventh hour, as usual.
But as usual, my last minute work is always done on time.
*a moment for my personal reflection on pride*

I'm on a diet, by the way.
And by that I mean I'm trying to lose weight.
Which means I have abstained myself from chocolate ice cream.
The good news is- I'm not gaining any weight now!
The bad news is- Im not losing any either.

Which explains the depression- girls can't live without the presence of endorphine boosting snacks, such as melting, bittersweet and downright addictive chocolate.
I need to add that Ginny is not normal. (she hates that brown stuff)

Ah well, life goes on.

I have been reading a LOT of Paulo Coelho's works lately,
(explains the inconsistency of blogging, charge me guilty)
and it really makes me think about life in a more intense way.
In one of his novels, Veronika Decides to Die, he writes about a girl, trying to commit suicide.
She failed, and got admitted to the Vilette Asylum. (which, in modern, harsh words- the madhouse.)
During her course of stay there, she meets schizophrenics, psychopaths, and oerfectly normal people.
Paulo stresses that they may be in the madhouse, but they are not sick in the head at all.
They just did something different in the society, something so different to the extent that the society cannot accept it, and to make themselves feel better, they heartlessly claim that those people are mad.

One very interesting part was :
Have you ever asked someone what is the use of a tie? It's just a cloth you tie around your neck, with no functional purposes, just because it makes you look like you are part of the corporate world.
So isn't tying a purposeless cloth around your neck mad? And yet society look up to you when you wear a tie- they name you formal. Why? Because tying that cloth of no exact purpose is considered acceptable in society.
So when a person ties a string around his neck and walk on streets, society concludes them as mad. Why?
"It has no function! That person must be mad!" so one says.
So explain the tie you're wearing. Is that functional?
"Well, everybody's wearing it."

So to conclude- some mad people are not really mad, they just did something different- so different it is unacceptable in society.
People that wear their undergarments outside used to be the works of a mad person.
But look around Times Square today.
Heck, we can't even tell which are the clothes- and which are the undergarments.

"When everybody is mad, it is another way to say that nobody is mad at all."

Now isn't life a mystery?