do I have to?

Chuck: There's a difference between a great love and the right love. I left the Empire State Building last year after two minutes when you didn't show. Louis waited all night. This is your chance at happiness. You think you shouldn't want it 'cause you've never had it and it scares you. But you deserve your fairytale.

Blair: We make our own fairytales.

Chuck: Only when we have to.

i am no hater.

Hatred is my least favorite emotion because I think it takes too much from a person. And it's really not something worth investing your feelings on since there is no use in feeling such a powerful emotion towards someone who is not really worth your time. 

If you ask me, it's not advisable to allow your mind to entertain  such a feeling. Chances are if you let it past your guard, it will eat you up whole  leaving you more obsessed about whatever it is that caused you to think about hate in the first place. 

So, instead of hating, I prefer the 'not caring' approach. You'd be surprised how much it can make your life a wee bit easier. I think, it would even help you get rid of those excess baggage you've been carrying with you all your life. (Apathy is the key!)

But then this is just my twisted self talking. =)

charmer, no charming.

Why use your brain when you can simply rely on your charms?
But then NEVER overuse it.

prince william is no toad.

I think the reason why so many women are so hyped up about William and Kate's wedding is that it serves as proof that fairy tales do come true. Happy endings do happen. A commoner can find a prince in a sea of toads. 

Of course, not all of us can end up with a real prince. But then Prince William seems to be a prince not only by birth. For me, he earned his title when he stayed with Kate for 8 long years even if he could have dated the entire female population. It takes a real man to do that and for that he is worthy to be called a prince. 

funny first

It was my first time to appear in court today all by myself. Usually, I go to court with one of my bosses to simply observe. But today was different. The spotlight was on me. 

When I entered my appearance before the judge, he actually thought my name was 'Salah'. Also, I kept on calling him 'Sir' instead of 'Your Honor'. I kept on saying, 'Yes, sir... Your Honor.'. I felt like I was in law school again, reciting before an unsmiling professor. 

It was a very funny experience for me. But for the other people in the court room... wala lang. =)) 

ice cream party

I scream for ice cream! Peppermint mocha would have to be my favorite!=)

At sino si Cherry Garcia? 

turning tables

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For some reason, this song hits close to home. I'm not even thinking of anyone in particular when I heard this. This is bad.