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Image Hosted by ImageShack.us I'm Nica. Age 20. A Fine Arts student, Photographer, Company Artist and a full time blogger. I'm pretty sure you know what I blog about (for the avid readers. ofcourse!). I blog about absolutely anything I could think of and dears, sorry in advanced. Most of them are non-sense. I have a love-hate relationship with cab drivers. I procrastinate a lot. And I love like a hopeless romantic.

I do consider myself a workaholic although again like what I said earlier I PROCRASTINATE A LOT. Money makes me happy. I dance and shout once I touch paper bills that are mine. And the thought of being uber rich in the future just makes me feel contentment in life. LOL!

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Sunday, May 25, 2008
second deadly sin: envy.
12:18 PM
i envy the young love. immature as you may find it, but it is happy. it knows no plots on how life would work yet it lives. impossible but it lasts longer.

how i wish we had that. i wish we acted like kids who's willing to take risks not thinking whats ahead of us. just free. scared of nothing. thinks of nothing but the present. lives not in the past and loves not for the future. just now. just now, that's what matters.



things fade. issues fade. funny, but time just washed it all away. and i just stupidly made all fates work useless. the effort of time was easily vanished because of me being impatient. when all the skies were almost ready for the sun, it rained.

with all the uncertainty for the past months, it leads back here. it answered all my questions. God i wish it was all wrong but keep me wishing forever. im used to this and it is indeed tiring. nevertheless, i dont and wont mind doing this. tiring, yes, but it keeps me alive.


i still want you back. to hell and back. i have no time for hypocrisy. you still hold this heart.

you see, im learning. im learning well. im learning good. i just cant wait to be great.



to people who thought this would happen beforehand, thanks for indirectly wishing for me to get hurt again. it was so nice of you.

to fate, you suck!

to love, i dont believe you anymore. you brought me back to the same scenario, only this hurts better.

to you, words are just useless anymore. typing it again and again isn't worth the trouble. if you still care about us, about me, my lines are never busy. but if you dont, SO BE IT.