Untalkative Bunny

Hi, I'm MAVY or you could call me VICTORIA. Whatever you like.
Legal age.
Filipina.
I like cute things.
I'm a bookworm.
A self-proclaimed genius. >:D
Music enthusiast.
A wonderer.
A traveler.
A hopeless romantic.
Loves to rant even when not drunk.
Weird. Really weird. Or maybe just different.
I love dogs. Big or small, they all bark and smells like milk.
I post and reblog random stuffs.
The contents are in English and Filipino.
Emo at night.
Bum at daylight.
FOREVER ALONE.

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Walang Tulugan

mabina:

Dahil sa Module, Test at Thesis. Nag-overnight kami ng mga kaibigan ko sa bahay nina Nezza sa Marikina kahapon, beforehand randam ko na parang hindi kami makakatulog dahil sa dami ng gagawin namin. Inuna naming tapusin yung Module namin sa major subject namin kase nakaka-stress yung prof namin dun. HAHA. Pero hindi na namin natapos yung thesis at test kasi kulang pa kami sa reference.

Kanina noong nasa school ako, hindi ko mawari yung pakiramdam ko. Hindi naman ito ang unang pagkakataon na pumasok ako ng walang tulog pero parang mas marami atang stress ang nadala ko sa pagkakataong ito. Hindi ko na ma-distinguish ang totoong nangyayari sa panaginip, magugulat na lang ako na babagsak na pala ang ulo ko sa sobrang antok ko. I actually ended up sleeping in the middle of the class for the first time. Lahat ng classmate ko napansin ako kase nasa harap ba naman ako naka-upo pwera lang yung professor namin na hindi ko na inabutan sa room pagkagising ko. HAHAHA.

I’m just wondering if mararanasan ko ulit ito this coming school year. Oh, well. At least ngayon may Sting na. HAHAHA. :’)

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High School Memories: A Chance Not Taken

The whole place was crowded with students, some were talking while some are just passing by. I looked up to a bunch of girls standing a few meters away from where I am, they were my classmates and they looked like they were having a good time.

I already agreed to accompany them to the nearest mall. We’re not close but they were nice. We were just waiting for the others to arrive. I was about to join their group when someone bumped into me. It was my crush.

The moment I saw that playful smile on his lips, I instantly knew that what happened wasn’t an accident. He did it on purpose. I was not in the mood to play games with him so I just ignored him, but he bumped into me again and this time, I almost lost my balance.

A curse escaped my lips and he heard it. His palm automatically landed on my forehead, “Don’t curse.” He said.

It was his fault. He gave me a challenging look and moments later we are running freely on that crowded street. We were both catching our breaths when we finally decided to call it quits. But I can’t help myself from hitting him, so I hit him in the arms. He glared at me, I just laughed and hit him again. He acted as if he was about to hit me too but he didn’t do it.

I noticed that my girl classmates was about to leave so I stood up and walked towards them. I still haven’t taken my third step when I felt his hand on my arm. I tried to free myself from his grip but he was too strong for me.

“Let go of me! I have to go with them!” I felt irritated. What the hell is his problem?

“No. Stay here.”

I looked back to where the girls are but they are nowhere in sight. I just felt really bad at that moment, I turned my attention to him who was still holding my arm at that moment. I didn’t bother hiding what I felt because of him.

“Now they’ve left me!”

“Go with us, instead.”

My eyes instantly flew to where his friends are. I kinda felt uneasy when I saw that they are all boys. I know them all, they’re not bad. But still…

“I don’t wanna.” I said, pouting.

“Fine.”

He immediately let go of my arm and turned his back on me. What? Now he’s pissed? I’m the victim here!

He didn’t say another word after that, he didn’t even looked at me. Okay, what the hell happened?

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“When im in the middle of a heavy traffic, hindi ko iniisip kung anong oras makakaalis ang sasakyan ko sa trapikong iyon. I look outside the window of a jeepney and let my mind fly away from that traffic. Imagination. Hindi lang para sa mga ‘artists’ ang salitang iyon. Para iyon sa lahat. You’re not a writer. But just like most writers do, you have your own imagination.”

-Sonia Francesca, PHR Writer, 2011


Ito ang isa sa mga dahilan kung bakit mahal na mahal ko ang babaeng ito. Aside from my fascination with her books, I’m also in love with her personality. Kapag siya ang naririnig kong magsalita parang ang sarap maging mabuting tao.

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HAHA Kamon! :P

Ano? Papalag ka? Lima kami. HAHA. >:)

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Lablaaaaayp :>

Shut up. HAHAHA.

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OK lang na isama niyo ako basta sabihin niyo kay Kriz na isama yung utol niyang alam niya na yun kung sino. HAHA :p Joke lang! :P

Gusto mong masaktan? HAHAHAHA. 

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hahaha talaga???astig!!

Oo. Hindi ko na na-kwento sa inyo ni Phai kase naghiwalay na tayo. HAHA. Ang weird nga eh.

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Dat sinama niyo ko! HAHA :p

Actually, nangangailangan nga talaga kami ng extra person na taga-bantay ng gamit at taga-picture namin. Ang konti tuloy ng pictures namin. Sama ka next time para hindi na kami ma-paranoid sa gamit namin. HAHA.