I wanted to blog. But I really don’t know what to write. I had been typing phrases, sentences then stare with a blank expression and finally delete what has been typed. I hate it when I get too emotional because that will mean that there’s a lot in my mind. When I was like 15-16 years old I feel comfortable talking about what I was feeling. I feel good talking with all the stuffs that bothers me. I sit and talk with a very good friend whom I knew will understand me no matter how crazy my way of thinking is. And right now I don’t have her with me. :(( She’s been residing in Australia for almost two years now and I always miss her. She is so special to me. The first person to trust me and the first person who made me feel that I am a “friend” and that I am a really good person. I even call her as my soul mate. We share the same name, well our names were almost the same. I’m ANGELA, she’s ANGEL. We are both SEPTEMBER born :))) I always miss her! She’s my walking diary. We’ve got no secret from each other. I tell her everything and anything. And I am counting on the day when I could finally see her again, hug her again and have a girl bonding with her again :D
On the other hand, I’ve got a lot of good friends who are with me here in Phil. They are the best barkada ever. And whenever were having a good time we always miss ANGEL :) I have nothing to ask for. This is the barkada that I’ve been dreaming to have since I was a kid and I finally have them in my life. Friends who are worth to share laughter and tears forever. Friends whom you can count on forever :))) I so love my khiszvhradszahdsz <3!