Do you know the feeling wherein you think you’re being too nice and a lot of people start to belittle you inch by inch and you can’t take it anymore? Now, I have reached the boiling point!

"Am I really dumb?"

Sometimes, I do ponder on that thought just like anyone else. Though it’s quite saddening, I just have this tingly feeling that a lot… yes… A LOT of people misunderstood me.

Yeah, I look damn weird with my china chop bangs and radical clothes.

I look ubber perky due to my friendly, kikay, happy, sugary disposition.

And yeah, I am childish.

But what the heck!

Why do some people still belittle me?

Is it because they usually caught me off-guard with my “oh my ang tanga nga ng sagot ko” moments?

Or because they just feel more superior… or they’re confident… TOO confident.

When I make just an itty-bitty mistake such as an accidentally misspelled word, they make a HUGE deal out of it DESPITE the fact that (not to be boastful or anything) my English 1 and Speech Communication 1 professors were actually impressed with my works! I can f*cking spell complicated words, I read a lot of books, I talk with sense, and I have GOOD diction for heaven’s sake! (NO “tweynti” or “meyngows&rdquo Some on the other hand pick on my weight and my “too kikay for them” image. Damn those judgmental people!

Yeah, and it’s true that some people make me feel that I am a total idiot, that I don’t have the right to be where I am placed right now. In other words… they think that I don’t deserve to be in UPLB.

Are they telling the truth… or are they just here to ruin me because they have PATHETIC lives, just wallowing in their own insecurities.

Some target my insecurities and weaknesses… and I just ask why? Do they get satisfaction and sheer joy out of tormenting me? Or are they just really insensitive, NOT knowing that their words can actually stab people?

Yes, I am venting again in a blog… just to tell those CERTAIN people that…

You guys can NEVER pull me down… because I know that a lot of people still believe in me, I have my talents, I still have room to grow, I can still improve, I have faith, I know myself better than anyone… AND I can really kick ass…

Literally too for that matter cause I’m taking up boxing, haha! So better watch out if I were you! Hah!

gawwd... my apartment was ransacked! yes... someone got in... we DO NOT have a clue on who he/she was...

whoever got in stole my wallet (which contained my next week's full allowance, some of my compositions, and my driving permit), my trusty girbaud travel bag, and my housemate's (krista's) laptop! FREAKY!!!

fortunately, he/she/whoever it was wasn't able to get krista's phone, ahlee's phone and wallet, and danna's laptop!

but it still puzzles us... this was the first time that anyone got ransacked in the whole compound! the police even told us that there is a BIG possibility that the thief knows us pretty well...

yeah... he/she knows us pretty well that he/she was able to ransack our apartment without any fuss... damn it!

and yes... i am still traumatized bout what had happened...

i am kinda scared... i don't feel so safe anymore.