Friday, October 19, 2007

Me-self Intro

Whew! This is great! Finally i had my very first blog. And because this is my first post, I'm very excited to share everything.

Hi everyone! My name is Florence. A chinita girl from Philippines. And yes, isa kong pransesa! A french princess.. wannabe. I'm currently in college at Green Archers' University. Some people say I'm nice. That's all. Ha-ha. Maybe because that's all they can say, or that's all they know. There is this girl, a rockerchick who says I'm more mysterious than her. Well, let's try revealing those mysteries li'l by l'l. Actually, i love talking about myself. Oh how I hate roaches! It's just that wala naman akong makakausap. No one to talk to. I love myself. Who doesn't? But sometimes, or should say most of the time, I'm having a hard time on how would I make myself look like what I wanted it to be. I'm a moody person. Yeah. And don't know how to organize things. See, everything's gonna be in random. And I've got few little things about myself that I know for certain. Laging in doubt? And alam ko din na ako lang ang naaaliw sa mga pinagsasabi ko dito. I'm open-minded. Kaya lang it make me more confuse sometimes. I always wanted to know what other people think about me. Though it may hurt. I'm weak. I'm a cry baby. Super! Lalo na before. I'm sweet. That's for sure kahit di halata. Marami akong alam, by means of... I can sing, quite dance, play guitar, tip the piano, draw. Ang I love music very much! MUSIC is my bestfriend. Hmmm... I don't lose myself at school. Never should I. I'm a very sensitive person. Love to keep secrets. I love GOD! He's all I have. I really thank God that I've known Him, that I believe in Him, that He saved me.

I'm clumsy. I'm unknown. Never been popular. I'm not pretty. Cute lang! I've never been best in anything. I'm not as good as what other people think of me. I just do what I can. Show what I got. Share what I have. I'm not funny and got little of humor. But I always try to be good. But still show me-self. And continue telling stories.. On how does the life of a pransesa goes..