<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>The amateur photographer.  The passionate poet.  The anonymous writer. The crazy dancer.  The frustrated singer. The proud UP graduate. The insane drinker.  The good friend.  The bitch enemy.  The stubborn daughter.  The all out lover.  The believer of God. The DREAMER.

P.S.
JACabral Photography, JACabral Digi Arte and/or simply JACabral are all my signature marks =]

Visit my photography website:
http://jacabral.deviantart.com/</description><title>Take me to the moon.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @annajaniella)</generator><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Unspoken Feelings</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not really sure when&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or how this crazy feelings started,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All I know is that,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whenever you act sweetly to me,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or when you&amp;#8217;re being your gentleman self,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my heart pounds so fast and a little smile forms my lips.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I told myself that maybe you are really just like that,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That I should just not assume,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or expect anything from you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But then, again, my heart is really stupid&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She whispered to me:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Maybe he&amp;#8217;s interested with you too&amp;#8230;”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As time goes by, I guess this little feelings of mine gone overboard&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I started acting so strange with you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t even know if you noticed it,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But when you are link with someone else,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could never join the teasing,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and would just sit in the corner, silently hurting&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;With that, my brain scolded me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;She angrily said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I told you so, he&amp;#8217;s not gonna fall for someone like you.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I waited for ms. Heart of mine to defend me,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But maybe she was too hurt to even uplift my crumbled world&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right now, I don&amp;#8217;t even know what to do or how to act around you.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is why I hate falling in love&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You get hurt all the time&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The sad thing about my situation right now&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;is that I cannot even express my feelings to you&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wanna marched up to you and say..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Hey, Are you that insensitive not to know my feelings for you?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But then again, who am I to tell you that?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I remembered, my friends used to tell me,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that I&amp;#8217;m always choosing and falling for the bad guys, the wrong guys&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and that&amp;#8217;s why I usually end up getting hurt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But why is it like this again?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I thought I wouldn&amp;#8217;t be hurting again because at last I found someone good,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess my friends were wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even a good guy could break a heart.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Funny it may sound,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but one time I asked a friend of mine,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Can an angel fall for a devil?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She answered back&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“That could never be, they are from two different worlds.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe she was right..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe someone as good as you could never like someone as bad as me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe the angel could only fall for another angel&amp;#8230;not for a devil&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/42578081251</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/42578081251</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2013 08:07:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Thank You. I'm Sorry. &amp; I Love you.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;In every funeral mass, the priest would always say that, &amp;#8220;we are gathered here today to remember and celebrate the life and memories that we have with our deceased.., and  now as I try to reminisce the memories I had with my Lola, I realized that I have a few. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that I am not that close with her. I may have visited her always but we never had made long conversations with each other. I admit, I was not affectionate towards her. Sometimes, I acted like I don&amp;#8217;t care. There were times that I felt like I was the least favorite apo of her. That sometimes I felt like an outcast whenever I go to her house. So though I am usually talkative, whenever I&amp;#8217;m in her house, I would just be there sitting in a corner and would just smile and talk from time to time whenever she/they would ask me something. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I remember the time when I decided to take up Broadcasting as my College degree. The first person who didn&amp;#8217;t agree of it was, yes, my Lola. This is exactly her words, &amp;#8220;Ma.ano ka? Mainterview sa kaputukputukan sang Basilan? Delikado maging broadcaster Janielle Anne. Nursing ka na lang.&amp;#8221; I laughed. Back then, I thought that she just wanted me to be on the medical field since well mostly in the family is a doctor, a dentist or a nurse. But then,just as stubborn as I am, I pursued that desired course. Lola never complained about my course then. Now, as I think of it, she was never really against the course that I took but rather just worried that my safety would be jeopardized later on. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I graduated college, I remember that Lola would always boast to whoever person who visits her on occasion that I already graduated in UP. And as always, I would think that lola&amp;#8217;s being &amp;#8220;pa-ulit ulit&amp;#8221; again with me being graduate and all. I have never really given much attention about those simple details, those simple acts of love. Now, I realize that, yes she was proud of me.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before, I would say that Lola doesn&amp;#8217;t really favors me that much. But now I felt that it was really my fault why we were not that close. I have put a wall between us. I distanced myself from her. She have shown me her love in her own little way but I was too blinded to see and feel it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is true that we would only regret something when it&amp;#8217;s already gone. I know this short write up would not erase all those wrong doings I&amp;#8217;ve done. But I just want to express my love to my dearest Lola. I know that she has already forgiven me but still I am sorry for everything. Now that she is already with Lolo, I believe that she is happy and contented.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lola just wants the best for me. So with that, Lola, I will do my best to straighten up my life and to be a good daughter to my parents. I love you Lola. Farewell.  I believe that whenever I would look up the sky, you are there watching, smiling and guiding me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/39734926533</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/39734926533</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 04:16:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Birthday Blues</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&amp;#8230;. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. I slowly opened my eyes as I&amp;#8217;ve heard my alarm clock. I stared at the ceiling, blink for a couple of times and then smiled. It&amp;#8217;s November 19. Oh yes, it&amp;#8217;s my special day, my BIRTHDAY! Rejoice!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And then, it hit me, It&amp;#8217;s Monday. It&amp;#8217;s a working day. And oh I&amp;#8217;m all alone at work since everyone&amp;#8217;s on training. My smile suddenly turned into a frown. But oh well, what can I do? Life goes on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I prepared to go to work when I suddenly felt dizzy. Did I mention that I&amp;#8217;m sick that day? Talk about a good day huh? But still, I have to be back at work. As I was sitting on the bus on the way to work, thoughts lingered on my mind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I remember, when I was still a kid, I&amp;#8217;m usually so excited when my birthday&amp;#8217;s nearing since there will be gifts and there will be a lot of children to go to our house to celebrate my birthday party. That thought made me smile. When I turned older, there were fewer gifts since people are so “kuripot” already ot give you one plus they will tell you that you&amp;#8217;re already old so there&amp;#8217;s no need of gifts. But there were drinking sessions with my friends. Everyone would be so wasted that on the next day no one seems to remember anything. LOL&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now as I reminisce those times, I realized that when we become older, our priorities changes. When we were young, birthdays are a big deal as well as gifts. When we grew older, gifts are hardly in the picture, just companionship with your friends. And now as we become much older, gifts, parties, and drinking sessions are slowly getting out of the picture. Everyone seems to be so busy with life. We already have priorities that we need to tend to first before we do things for ourseleves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was so lost with my thoughts, when my phone vibrated. I opened it and there, was 30 messages from my friends and families greeting me a Happy Birthday. I smiled. I signed in on my Facebook and Twitter account, and there I saw a lot of greetings too. I smiled again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who needs gifts and parties, when you&amp;#8217;ve got friends and families who sends you heartwarming, tearjerking, mindblowing messages? IT IS INDEED A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-XOXO&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/36344329400</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/36344329400</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2012 03:40:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The World of Uncertainties</title><description>&lt;p&gt;One afternoon while I was chillin&amp;#8217; alone on our terrace, I saw the old neighbor in front of our house also sitting all by himself. Though we are technically doing the same thing, I can&amp;#8217;t help but to pity him. I mean, I was there sitting all alone because I want to. I could have went to the mall or hang-out with my friends but I didn&amp;#8217;t. In short, it was my choice, my decision, my own will to do nothing at the moment and to just be with myself. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;On the other hand, the old man across our house was there because he can&amp;#8217;t go out anymore. His children are all busy with their lives so they can&amp;#8217;t accompany him&amp;#8230;And it might be that his friends can&amp;#8217;t also go out because of their weak bodies or worst they&amp;#8217;re already dead. So there he was, sitting and watching the passerby&amp;#8217;s, not because he wanted to, but because he doesn&amp;#8217;t have a choice. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I look at the old man,thoughts of being old and alone strikes me. What if that will happen to me when I become old? Will I be like the old man? What if the time will come when I don&amp;#8217;t have a choice anymore? What if I wouldn&amp;#8217;t have anyone to lean on except myself? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And as I turned my back and entered the house, I keep on thinking what will happen to me in the years to come when all the energy of being a youth fades&amp;#8230;. As I picture it out&amp;#8230; The thing that is sure, is that, It is scary, frightening and DEFINITELY UNCERTAIN. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/34968724019</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/34968724019</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2012 05:26:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>The Wrong Man</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You know right away,&lt;br/&gt;before it technically begins,&lt;br/&gt;that he is the wrong man&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But it&amp;#8217;s too late,&lt;br/&gt;You&amp;#8217;re there and naked.&lt;br/&gt;It would be inappropriate&lt;br/&gt;to jump, get dressed and say,&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve changed my mind&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;He begins.&lt;br/&gt;You feel like a pink tulip&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;in a field of dry, brown hay.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can hardly see yourself anymore,&lt;br/&gt;The hay is so tall.&lt;br/&gt;You, in your pinkness,&lt;br/&gt;are in the wrong place.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The sensation surrounds you,&lt;br/&gt;drowns you&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Then, suddenly,&lt;br/&gt;you start to enjoy,&lt;br/&gt;his touch&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;his caress&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your pink petals starts to open, wide.&lt;br/&gt;Your petals spread their wings,&lt;br/&gt;and slowly reaches heaven.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You explode,&lt;br/&gt;and start throwing pieces of pinkness&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You bathe in your own pinkness and him&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;You feel alive.&lt;br/&gt;Overjoyed. Happy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Suddenly you realize,&lt;br/&gt;This time, &lt;br/&gt;It was not sex with the wrong man&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;Not this time. &lt;br/&gt;Not this man&amp;#8230;. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/33562787048</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/33562787048</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2012 09:01:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Burning Flame</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Love is pain, they say&lt;br/&gt;But I will never leave you,&lt;br/&gt;Come what may&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;People insist that I should have just left,&lt;br/&gt;But I can&amp;#8217;t even last a day without your scent,&lt;br/&gt;So tell me, what shall I do with this predicament?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Maybe, they&amp;#8217;re right, I&amp;#8217;m crazy&lt;br/&gt;But hey it&amp;#8217;s all because of you my baby&lt;br/&gt;And one thing&amp;#8217;s for sure, &lt;br/&gt;This love&amp;#8217;s not hazy&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You ask me why I&amp;#8217;m still here?&lt;br/&gt;I ask back, Baby isn&amp;#8217;t it still clear?&lt;br/&gt;Didn&amp;#8217;t you know, losing you is my only fear?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They say, you&amp;#8217;re not good for me,&lt;br/&gt;But you make whole, can&amp;#8217;t they see?&lt;br/&gt;So Darling, just listen only to me&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now as I look at your face&lt;br/&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t help but be amaze,&lt;br/&gt;Now this is one of the reasons for this craze.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I realize, You hardly smile,&lt;br/&gt;But when you do&amp;#8230;Oh I&amp;#8217;m so high&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;And Oh baby, I just want to fly&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you make weep,&lt;br/&gt;But babe, don&amp;#8217;t even worry about it,&lt;br/&gt;You&amp;#8217;re still the only one that could make this heart beat. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know you have doubts, &lt;br/&gt;That later on we&amp;#8217;ll experience dark clouds,&lt;br/&gt;Or maybe, we&amp;#8217;ll not end up on safe grounds&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It&amp;#8217;s going to be hard&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;But don&amp;#8217;t be so sad, &lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll swim with you ad-mist the flood. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So baby, please erase that frown,&lt;br/&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t listen to all the talks of the town,&lt;br/&gt;&amp;#8216;Cause no matter what,&lt;br/&gt;You&amp;#8217;re the only one who could wear My king&amp;#8217;s crown..&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;(This poem was inspired by the fanfic &amp;#8220;The Shadows&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;The Black Phoenix&amp;#8221; by Hagocimit&amp;#8230; You need to read it people! It&amp;#8217;s just utterly beautiful..) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32329024796</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32329024796</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2012 10:47:00 -0400</pubDate><category>The shadows</category><category>the black phoenix</category><category>inspired</category></item><item><title>NADAH. NEVER. NOT POSSIBLE. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;You know that feeling that you&amp;#8217;re in love with someone but then a lot of people are also in love with that person. Like you don&amp;#8217;t stand a chance to be with him or like getting his attention is like asking for a free ticket to the moon&amp;#8230;So the chances are, well impossible! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And since you can&amp;#8217;t even go and talk to him, you just checked him online. Google him, trying to search for him on facebook or follow him on twitter for you to be updated with his activities and whereabouts! Yes, you are beginning to be a stalker because of your fvcking love over this creature who doesn&amp;#8217;t even know you exist. But who cares right? As long as you can see the latest instagram photo of him that he uploaded, everything&amp;#8217;s on its right place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Okay, now he updated his twitter saying he likes coffee.. and you&amp;#8217;re like &amp;#8220;OMG! We&amp;#8217;re so meant to be, I love coffee too!&amp;#8221; You feel so giddy all of sudden and you look like a fvcking retarded smiling all day because of that simple tweet. Also since most of the living creatures here on earth seems to be also smitten by your crushie, you started to hang-out with this people or would I say connect through social media, twitter, facebook, etc. etc with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;It&amp;#8217;s actually crazy to be in an ok terms with someone who likes your fantasy guy but you&amp;#8217;re already insane over this guy that you&amp;#8217;re gonna do anything to be connected and updated for him. So even if you bicker with those girls whose more compatible with Mr. Perfect, still whenever someone insults or throws some nasty things about him, you all would fight to those undeniably blind people who don&amp;#8217;t see the awesomeness of this Angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And you know what&amp;#8217;s funny? You expected to have cat fights with those girls who loves your Baby Boy too, but the opposite happened. You became friends with those biatches! And then you started to just share Pretty Boy! I mean sharing is loving right? But then again, like what I&amp;#8217;ve said, chances of being with him is IMPOSSIBLE! So yeah, here you are with your biatches just researching over the new things your oppa is in to&amp;#8230; Anyway, that&amp;#8217;s the farthest you all can do! Aist, Told you it&amp;#8217;s hard to love Mr. Popular&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230; Heartbreaking but Mr. Celebrity will always be just a dream! +.+&lt;br/&gt;                                        &amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-XOXO&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32244042635</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32244042635</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 23:18:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Just Faking It</title><description>&lt;p&gt;The World is a harsh place and Humans are like lions that are ready to eat you alive anytime. With this, the bitch-attitude-cover-up was invented. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bitch-attitude-cover-up&lt;br/&gt;  &amp;#160;: pretending to be a bitch&lt;br/&gt;  &amp;#160;: When provoked that&amp;#8217;s when you show them what you&amp;#8217;ve got. &lt;br/&gt;  &amp;#160;: You&amp;#8217;re not really legit bitch like the others, you&amp;#8217;re just acting to survive the   harshness of this place. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In fairytales, there will always be a princess who is very kind, good and loved by everyone. Of course the evil queen who is obviously evil and exactly the opposite of the princess will also be a constant part of the story. This is not really far from reality. The only difference is,the princess learned the bitch-attitude-cover-up so that she can fight the evil queen fairly!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So if in fairytales, the princess would always just cry, pity herself and would do nothing whenever the evil queen do mean deeds to her&amp;#8230;In real life, that&amp;#8217;s is not acceptable! You know the line &amp;#8220;an eye for an eye&amp;#8221;? So in reality, when the evil queen throws a rock on the princess&amp;#8217; face, the latter would throw back a rock twice bigger than what was thrown to her. See the princess is not really a bitch, the evil queen is. She was provoked which made her use her bitch-attitude-cover-up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You see in magic land of fairytales, no matter how powerfully evil the queen is and stupidly kind of the princess, in the end the princess would still win. Not gonna happen in the harsh land of reality. If you&amp;#8217;re gonna let someone bitch you around and ruin you, you&amp;#8217;re gonna lose at the end honey. She&amp;#8217;s gonna have the last laugh. Do you want that to happen? No, right? So you might as well gear up, be ready for battle and always bring you bitch-attitude-cover-up on the go. You&amp;#8217;ll never know when you&amp;#8217;re gonna need it., the evil queens/legit bitches are just around the corner sweetie. Be always prepared and keep one eye open! Arasso? :)&lt;br/&gt;                                             &amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-XOXO&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;- &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32193743301</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32193743301</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 08:24:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Here Comes The Devil</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever experience that feeling of coldness in your heart over someone. Like if she got into some pitiable state and everyone seems to be sorry for her but then you on the other hand just can&amp;#8217;t feel a thing? Or maybe you felt something. A bit of satisfaction, perhaps? Sounds like bitch attitude 101, right? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It&amp;#8217;s not that you&amp;#8217;re happy that it happened to her&amp;#8230; It&amp;#8217;s just that you don&amp;#8217;t care&amp;#8230; And hello it&amp;#8217;s not as if you wished for that. It&amp;#8217;s just that luck is on your side, not with her. It really sounds mean&amp;#8230;isn&amp;#8217;t it? But anyway, just admit it, you&amp;#8217;re just like that because you hate her. You&amp;#8217;re an anti of that person for crying out loud so hello again? Isn&amp;#8217;t it just understandable that you are acting like this? Gosh! This is funny, I&amp;#8217;m using a third person here when in fact I&amp;#8217;m just talking about myself. hahahahah! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Okay, I&amp;#8217;ll just admit it, once I decided to hate someone, I hate them for a long time and deeply. And it&amp;#8217;s not as if I just hate them for no reason at all, of course they did something that insulted me or made me angry or something. So please no judging&amp;#8230; &amp;#8216;Cause I know you also have a list of people-you-want-to-get-rid-on-this-world! And like I always say that&amp;#8217;s just how life goes. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So where was I? Oh yes, when I start not to like someone,be sure that it would remain like that as long as he/she will do something really good in my eyes in able for that hate to vanish.. Like for example, kill herself? hahahahah! Okay, Chill! I&amp;#8217;m just kidding here. A simple change of her slutty-attitude would do! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now here I am, wearing this poker face of mine (but smiling a lil bit, just einie minie smile) while reading some bad news about that hate-able person. Don&amp;#8217;t hate me too much folks. I want to feel sorry for her. I really do. I&amp;#8217;m actually trying so hard to shed even just a single tear for her (insert exaggeration here) but too bad my tears seems to be on vacation today. But come to think of it, if something bad happens to me, I bet my haters will be delightful too. So I guess, it&amp;#8217;s fair enough, right? Oh whatever! Don&amp;#8217;t make me feel guilty people. I promise to pray for her soul later. Okay? Now let me just enjoy this moment&amp;#8230; hahahahahhaha :P&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P.S.&lt;br/&gt;Still trying to be compassionate over her&amp;#8230;.. STILL FAILED! SUE ME! :p&lt;br/&gt;                                         &amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;-XOXO&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;- &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32192200493</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32192200493</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2012 07:19:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Prince Charming Lied &amp; Cheated</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Guys are polygamous&amp;#8221;.. I have been taught about this when I was 13 years old. I really can&amp;#8217;t remember who taught me&amp;#8230;but Oh well&amp;#8230;the thing is I didn&amp;#8217;t believe in it. I mean, I&amp;#8217;ve watched a lot of Disney movies at that time and hello, Prince Charming is so faithful to Cinderella. So there&amp;#8217;s no way that line &amp;#8220;guys are polygamous&amp;#8221; is true! Well not until I&amp;#8217;ve broken my heart and experienced it first-hand.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t really wanna rant over how we met, how he courted me and how I fell in love with him&amp;#8230;.So to make the story short, I was in love with this guy. We were together. I love him. He loves me. We were happy. And then comes the tragedy&amp;#8230; He was still the same. Makes time for me, nothing really change. But then one day, a friend of mine said that he saw my boyfriend that time talking to a girl. So I told her, maybe they&amp;#8217;re just friends. I just shrug it off. I mean I trust him and all. But I guess, I should have listened to my friend because looks like Mr. Boyfriend of mine is actually really cheating on me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I confronted him. Of course at first, he was like, that&amp;#8217;s not true at all, we&amp;#8217;re just friends, blah blah blah&amp;#8230; But it didn&amp;#8217;t took me a century to make him spill the beans. And yes, he admitted it. But what really shocked me was that he said that he was just playing around, that I&amp;#8217;m really the one who he loves. I was rolling my eyes over his explanation. He started crying, pleading, making bargains that he&amp;#8217;ll never do it again. Somehow my heart broke of that sight of him. So I gave him a chance to prove himself again. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fortunately, he didn&amp;#8217;t do it again, but we did broke up later on.. Not because he cheated on me again but we just grew apart. Though we&amp;#8217;re not together anymore, those lines that he told me that &amp;#8220;guys sometimes play around but then they will always go back to that one girl they truly love at the end of the day&amp;#8221; still remains in me and become some sort of my relationship guideline. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;With this, I came to realize that, Yes guys are polygamous. We can&amp;#8217;t change that. There will be times that they will fool around, cheat and the likes..but you know what&amp;#8217;s the other thing that I&amp;#8217;ve learned, Guys do know true love and even if they fool around sometimes, they will ignore all those bitches, once you&amp;#8217;ll tell them that you&amp;#8217;re gonna leave them. In short, you&amp;#8217;re still gonna be the one laughing at the end, not those bitches!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So when someone tells you that this guy is so faithful that he doesn&amp;#8217;t even look at other girls except his girlfriend, think about it again&amp;#8230;.and again..&lt;br/&gt;                                       &amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;XOXO&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&amp;#8212;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32114812032</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32114812032</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 06:44:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The Doubtful Venus</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Why is it that when we girls talk to a guy casually,we would say we&amp;#8217;re just being friendly? But when guys talks to a girl, we&amp;#8217;re thinking &amp;#8220;Oh he&amp;#8217;s flirting and cheating&amp;#8221;? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now who says only girls are the one being steorytyped all the time? You see, guys too. Sad right? I&amp;#8217;m not saying I&amp;#8217;m not one of those girls who thinks like that.., because unfortunately, I am. I don&amp;#8217;t wanna be like this though. But I can&amp;#8217;t help it. It&amp;#8217;s like course of nature.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So, I came to a theory that maybe we girls are like that because guys are polygamous in nature. Thus trusting them to be faithful is a difficult thing to do&amp;#8230;,which leads us to being paranoid! So when we see him making casual conversation with another girl, we go GAGA, over analyze things and bitch around. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For guys, it&amp;#8217;s nothing&amp;#8230; For us, it&amp;#8217;s one hell of a thing! I guess that&amp;#8217;s just what human nature is. Guys being &amp;#8220;flirty-friendly&amp;#8221; and girls being a doubtful bitch! We could never really understand why guys are like that or why we are like this. But come to think of it, it&amp;#8217;s the spice of life. It&amp;#8217;s what makes it more interesting. And though sometimes, we want to strangle each other to death, we cannot deny the fact that life would be empty without guys and vice versa. Am I right? Or Am I right? So let&amp;#8217;s just grab the opportunity to be a bitch sometimes! Are you all in with me?! :p XOXO&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32113748583</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/32113748583</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2012 06:03:00 -0400</pubDate><category>girls</category><category>relationships</category><category>jealousy</category><category>doubt</category></item><item><title>Light It Up by Gdragon, Tablo &amp; Dok… I feel like...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_31854097720" src="http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31854097720/audio_player_iframe/annajaniella/tumblr_male8p8x271r1jjh0?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fannajaniella%2F31854097720%2Ftumblr_male8p8x271r1jjh0" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Light It Up by Gdragon, Tablo &amp; Dok… I feel like dancing! Banging my head right now..Mom’s staring at me like I’m a crazy person! LOL &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The beat is so fvcking DOPE! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31854097720</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31854097720</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 06:24:00 -0400</pubDate><category>one of a kind</category><category>gdragon tablo dok</category><category>kpop</category><category>daebak</category></item><item><title>Pearly Shell… Hahahaha TROLOLOL (Photo taken and uploaded...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maju70blGx1r1jjh0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pearly Shell… Hahahaha TROLOLOL&lt;/b&gt; (Photo taken and uploaded via &lt;a href="http://molo.me" target="_blank"&gt;MOLOME&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31795330650</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31795330650</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2012 10:13:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I’m currently listening to this daebak (cool) song of...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_31584437094" src="http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31584437094/audio_player_iframe/annajaniella/tumblr_mae8fslNga1r1jjh0?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fannajaniella%2F31584437094%2Ftumblr_mae8fslNga1r1jjh0" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m currently listening to this daebak (cool) song of G-Dragon Oppa feat Kim Yoona of Jawolim! It’s about missing your lover after a break-up and wanting her back….. Awwwwwww! Anyway, the beat is just so jjang (amazing)! GD baby, you are the best! Saranghaeyo! :D&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31584437094</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/31584437094</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 09:35:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Missing You</category><category>Kpop</category><category>Gdragon</category></item><item><title>A Happy Loser</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I was rolling my eyes as I was waiting for this PUJ to go already. The dispatcher said we will be going in 15 minutes, but hey, it&amp;#8217;s been 30 minutes now and we&amp;#8217;re still here. Seriously when are we gonna go? Errrrr!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I was tapping my feet and looking down on the vehicle&amp;#8217;s floor, I smelled something nice; something masculine passed by me. I looked up, and behold, in front of me is one gorgeous creature. All of sudden I&amp;#8217;m not my irritable-self anymore. I guess, not leaving earlier is actually a good thing. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And it seems like, heaven wants me to enjoy this ride, Mr. Gorgeous glanced at me too. I had my porker face on when he did that but of course deep inside I was smiling! This gonna be a long ride&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Moments later, He got his phone inside his bag and I was like, &amp;#8220;Dang! Maybe he has a girlfriend and will text her&amp;#8230;blah, blah..&amp;#8221; But it seems like luck is really on my side right now, since he also got his headphones and attached it to his phone.. So he was just gonna listen to some music! Yey! Rejoice! As I was celebrating inside my head, he suddenly looked up and looked at me! OMG! What to do? He just caught me staring at him. But then, I don&amp;#8217;t wanna act scared so I didn&amp;#8217;t looked away and to my surprise, he didn&amp;#8217;t too. So we were staring at each other for like a minute or two. It&amp;#8217;s as if, we&amp;#8217;re having this who-looks-away-first-is-more-attracted-to-the-other game and no one wants to lose! Gahd! This is difficult&amp;#8230;.and to my dismay, my eyes seems to have a mind of her own and looked away. So this only means I lose, right? And I&amp;#8217;m the one whose more attracted to him? Pweh!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At the corner of my eye, I saw him smirk! Pssssh! Conceited! &amp;#8220;He has the right to be one you know&amp;#8221;, says my brain! Whatever! I decided to just stare out the window. With this, I would not be tempted to do crazy things and be humiliated again. But then, being egoistic as I am, I can&amp;#8217;t still get over the fact that I just lost on that staring game. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So,I came up with a plan&amp;#8230; I pretended to fall asleep, covering my face with my one hand. What the beautiful buzztard didn&amp;#8217;t know is I&amp;#8217;m peeking behind my hands and yes, I saw him staring at me. I continue pretending&amp;#8230; By and by, I remove my hand off my face and opened my eyes, and Yuhoo! Mr. Gorgeous was caught in the act! &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re staring at me baby! Who&amp;#8217;s laughing now?&amp;#8221; shouts my brain! (insert Jessie J&amp;#8217;s song here) hahahahaha! Now it&amp;#8217;s my turn to smirk! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But it seems that Mr. Gorgeous here is not really ashamed of what he did and just continue looking. So I looked away again. Gosh! Why do I keep on loosing in this game? Does he have some sort of eye-power. Aist! And so this keeps repeating over and over again for an hour&amp;#8230; Me looking at him and looks away when he catches me&amp;#8230; Him looking at me and when I catches him, he&amp;#8217;ll still continue looking, so in the end I&amp;#8217;ll be the one to look away&amp;#8230; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Though I was loosing, I don&amp;#8217;t really mind. His stares melts me. I have this tingling feeling in my stomach whenever he smirks. Ay, he&amp;#8217;s so cute. But you know what they say, everything has to come to an end. :( As I was nearing my destination, I feel sad (exaggeration). I still wanna look at his face. But oh well&amp;#8230;what can I do, I&amp;#8217;m already here. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Before I got off the jeepney, I looked at him once more and again to my surprise, He smiled at me! Awwwwwwwwwwww&amp;#8230;.. My ovaries just exploded! Why does he have to make it hard for me to go out of this jeepney? hahahahaah! And is it just me or I saw that I&amp;#8217;ll-see-you-again look in his eyes? O-oh, I&amp;#8217;m being delusional!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh well, delusional or not, I&amp;#8217;ll see you again Mr. Gorgeous&amp;#8230;in time&amp;#8230; in time.. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30923125797</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30923125797</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2012 03:03:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>O-oh</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Awhile ago I was ranting over how bored I am and I wanna die&amp;#8230; Flash News, I&amp;#8217;m still bored and still alive.. So since I really got nothing to do.. I decided to open my facebook again&amp;#8230;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Maybe looking for a little gossip would make me a little hype up for tonight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Scroll&amp;#8230;Wow! Really they&amp;#8217;re still together? I never really thought they would go this far.. hahahahaha *evil smirk* (&amp;#8220;maybe, you&amp;#8217;re just jealous?&amp;#8221; That&amp;#8217;s my mind talking by the way! SO SHUT UP MIND!) Where was I? Oh never mind!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Scroll.. Scroll&amp;#8230; She&amp;#8217;s pregnant? Whoa! Didn&amp;#8217;t see that coming. Now that is big news! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Scroll&amp;#8230;. Scroll&amp;#8230;. Scroll&amp;#8230;. WHAT THE? I&amp;#8217;m still friends with this bastard? Gosh! What was I thinking? *delete from friends list* Oh if you must know, I was talking about my good-for-nothing-fling.. It&amp;#8217;s not as if I&amp;#8217;m still not over him or I still want to be with him&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m just really&amp;#8230; He&amp;#8217;s just a fling anyway! Aist.. Why am I even explaining? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Scroll&amp;#8230; Scroll&amp;#8230;. Wait? They got married? But they&amp;#8217;re just too young? I mean he&amp;#8217;s just 21.. OMG! I feel so left out! People are having babies of their own already and getting married at young age for crying out loud&amp;#8230;And here I am just fantasizing over celebrities I can&amp;#8217;t even touch or just see in person? In short, I&amp;#8217;m being such a loser! What is wrong with the world? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Am I not living life that way I should be? Am I gonna live alone for the rest of my life? There will be no babies for me? Oh no! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Slaps head! Forgive me folks! I&amp;#8217;m being overly dramatic yet again! What am I thinking? Hello,I&amp;#8217;m just 21! I&amp;#8217;m young, wild and free (insert GD&amp;#8217;s OOAK Song :p)! &lt;br/&gt;There&amp;#8217;s nothing to worry about, right?! Oh well, I guess I had too much facebook. I&amp;#8217;ll just end this now before I think of something emo-ish again! Chao! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30794472116</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30794472116</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2012 08:26:36 -0400</pubDate><category>the-things-you-do-when-you're-bored</category></item><item><title>I'm so bored, I wanna die..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;*Reads tweets* &amp;#8212;- Pssssh! Nothing&amp;#8217;s interesting. Another string of rants from people I barely even know. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Checks Facebook* &amp;#8212;- Aist! Same old, same old. Nothing&amp;#8217;s new and like-I-care-over-their-relationship-status updates(pukes). Oh Whatever!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*Opens youtube* &amp;#8212;- Stares for a couple of minutes. Think! Think! What shall I watch? Aaaaaah. No idea. Closes tab..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;*Searching books in mom&amp;#8217;s shelf* &amp;#8212;- Read it! Done! Read it for the nth time! Errrrr&amp;#8230; Seems like I&amp;#8217;ve read all the books here.. Oooooh, I&amp;#8217;m such a bookworm! Aigoo! But really what shall I do?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;*Turns on TV* &amp;#8212;- Change channels every 5 mins.. Gahd! Is there any good shows right at this moment? Seriously, this cable network of ours is not helping! Really! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Should I just clean my room? But then, I look around and crap I realized Mom just cleaned it yesterday. Is there anything I could do right at this moment?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh yes! I could eat! Errrrr! That doesn&amp;#8217;t sound right, right? hahahaha! But still I went out and got some chips and ravished it for a couple of minutes and now it&amp;#8217;s all gone. Ay! So what to do now? Hmmmmm. I could eat again.. But No! That&amp;#8217;s unhealthy already. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll take a walk&amp;#8230; Yes, I definitely should do that. So I got myself ready when suddenly, it rained! Luck is really is on my side tonight! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh did you hear that? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;YES! THAT IS ME SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGG! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seriously, I think I&amp;#8217;m gonna lose my mind right now! *curse* Somebody help me! *curse* &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;M SO BORED, I WANNA DIE! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Did you hear that again? No? Well, that makes sense..since I&amp;#8217;m here at my room staring at the ceiling like a freakin&amp;#8217; lunatic and no one even cares. Now I&amp;#8217;m slowly turning emo over my thoughts! Aaaaaaahhh! This is not good. This must stop!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;RUNS OUTSIDE AND BOTHERS MY MOM WHOSE WRITING SOMETHING I DON&amp;#8217;T REALLY KNOW&amp;#8230;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lalalalalaalalalalalalalalalala *EVIL SMIRK* &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This will do for now.&lt;em&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;(But I&amp;#8217;m still bored) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30793288140</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30793288140</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Sep 2012 07:42:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Well…if you must know… YES, I am Janie Swagger! (but...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9qi7dX8D81r1jjh0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well…if you must know… YES, I am Janie Swagger! (but let’s just keep it a secret) :p&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30737834561</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30737834561</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Sep 2012 14:04:25 -0400</pubDate><category>bear-with-my-craziness</category></item><item><title>The waves makes my soul so calm….In the beach, I just...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9okzrtVJn1r1jjh0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;The waves makes my soul so calm….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the beach, I just wanna have some time with Mr. Sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now Come on..join me, and let’s have some fun… :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30662867446</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30662867446</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2012 13:09:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Hating and Quaking</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever experienced that feeling of annoying-ness over someone who didn&amp;#8217;t even do something bad to you? That feeling that you wanna strangle her neck and you don&amp;#8217;t even know why&amp;#8230;Like everything she do pisses you off&amp;#8230; Have you ever experienced that?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You see, I didn&amp;#8217;t plan this. I don&amp;#8217;t even know why sometimes I&amp;#8217;m feeling this way over some people. I am a very friendly person. I am the &amp;#8220;just-don&amp;#8217;t-mess-with-me-and-everything&amp;#8217;s-gonna-be-alright&amp;#8221; kind of girl. So not liking someone without even doing anything to me is really off. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t bash or bitch around. But if anyone could just read my mind, seriously, it&amp;#8217;s not a good sight. I feel bad being like this..but I just can&amp;#8217;t help it. Agh! There are just really people who are just so undeniably &amp;#8220;hate-able&amp;#8221;! You know what I mean?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Seriously,I don&amp;#8217;t wanna be a hater&amp;#8230; but it seems that I am already one. Oh God, help me! I don&amp;#8217;t wanna be like this. Oh maybe, It&amp;#8217;s a sickness or something&amp;#8230; Is there a cure over this? (exaggeration) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And now as I am staring at my laptop trying to figure what to type next..And I realize I really don&amp;#8217;t know how to end this..hahahaha! And Oh, did I just feel an earthquake?! O-oh, there&amp;#8217;s really an earthquake! Omo! It seems that I just got an answer form above ha? I guess, I gotta stop doing this, the typing and the hating. Okay Chao for now!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30584690838</link><guid>http://annajaniella.tumblr.com/post/30584690838</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Aug 2012 09:31:00 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
