Dear Annoying Person that I love

If you ask me a couple months back if I like anyone, I would have answered a different name, a completely different person, a completely different identity. But now, if you ask me the same question, I would, of course answer a different name again. One I did not expect. Nobody did, really. Nevertheless, I’m glad that he came all of a sudden.

 

3 days before leaving Manila, this seriously unexpected guy unexpectedly started talking to me. Turns out, he wasn’t quite the person I thought he was. We weren’t really friends, you see. We were just acquaintances, really. Acknowledging when we have to; but I can’t consider him as a friend really. He was just this timid, tall, smart boy that I really don’t know. He was (according to his friends) sweet. SWEET TO ALMOST EVERYONE HE SEES AND KNOWS. To every girl, in particular. But since we were never friends, I had no idea why his friends said that. Okay. I’m running out of adjectives. Hmm. He is silent; most of the time. Wait, scratch that, ALL THE TIME. Even now when I call him, we’ll end up listening to each other’s breathing. He’s shy. I guess you had that figured out already. A friend of mine told me we were the same. Same in terms of mood swings, patience capacity and anger management. (Yes, we’re both proud to the point that neither of us would really talk until he decides to man up and talk to me. And yes, it happens all the time) See? So every time we have these little disagreements (YES IT IS SHALLOW MOST OF THE TIME) you can already predict what would happen. (DEFCON 5, World War III, etc. You name it.) On the bright side, He’s kind. (WHAT IS THIS) He’s sweet. (TO EVERYONE) And he’d risk everything just to make you extremely happy on your monthsary. (HAHA CANNOT FORGET THAT ONE) Seriously. He’d make your legs turn jell-o when he compliments you. Or when he tries to win a furby for you. He looks absolutely adorable when he laughs. (DO NOT GET ME STARTED WITH HIS LAUGH) He’s cute when he smiles; though he’s quite scary when he starts to get grumpy. (REALLY TERRIFYING MAY I SAY) He’s really humorous though. He will make you laugh when you’re feeling down. He’ll try really hard just to make you extremely happy. And he will repeatedly tease you when he feels like doing so. He’s prone to overthinking too. (SEE WE’RE THE SAME) I think he inherited his pessimistic attitude from me though. And did I tell you that basketball is his life? It has a funny story. (LET US NOT GET THERE BECAUSE SERIOUSLY YOU WOULD LAUGH YOUR HEAD OFF BUT IT’S ADORABLE) I mean seriously. It’s like basketball is his oxygen, food, water, all rolled in one. A bunch of peeps look up to him because of his awesome-ness (YOU ARE GOING TO PAY ME FOR THIS) But what’s good about him is that he doesn’t turn balloon-headed and he doesn’t get overwhelmed by the attention he’s getting. (HE IS SHIPPED TO ALL THE PRETTY GIRLS IN THE CLASSROOM AND MAY I TELL YOU I WASN’T ONE OF THOSE GIRLS. OH AND BTW, HE HAS HIS OWN FANLCUB. JK.) He’s extremely oblivious. (TO ALMOST EVERYTHING REALLY) He has the attention span of a butterfly. (WE BOTH HAVE) Sometimes I wonder what to do with him. (I AM RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS. HELP PLEASE? JK.)

I never thought that he would like me (LET ALONE NOTICE ME) so everything is quite a shock, really. (REAL SHOCK. NOT JUST TO US BUT TO EVERYONE AS WELL)

 

I remember his shyness during Valentine’s Day. (HAHA SORRY) When he greeted me and stuff (NO DETAILS) And last Friday when he successfully planned out a surprise for me (ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED) And our first date (YOU STILL OWE ME A BLUE FURBY) and the time we spend together inside the classroom (DON’T GET ME STARTED THERE) and his witty comeback at my tweets (WE ARGUE A LOT ON TWITTER) Okay that’s quite a lot already. Those little things made me really happy and made me extremely appreciative with all the little things he does for me and for our relationship. (I SOUND SO CHEESY OMG WHAT)

 

Okay. I may sound like an idiot blinded by love and stuff (Hello, I am only fourteen I shouldn’t write blogposts about this) But I just want to share the recent source of my happiness that is a person. He’s one of the few people that I actually stand being in the same room with and not get annoyed. (SCRATCH THAT HE IS DARN ANNOYING. JK) I know I sound pretty pathetic right now but hey a girl has the right to be happy. And since he’s the one making me happy (ALONG WITH A HANDFUL OF PEOPLE, FOOD, INTERNET AND DAVE FRANCO) I guess you just have to deal with it. I am grateful every single day because I have an amazing (*COUGHS REAL HARD*) person to spend/waste the day with. I am glad that we survived 30 days and I hope we get to survive even more days. I know that we had a rocky start (Emphasis on rocky) I’m still positive that we’ll hold on through. No forever? I can deal with that. I have time with me. 

 

Ugh. I sound like an idiot but I don’t care. So, that’s my little tale. Hope you won’t kill me after reading this. Till next time!

 

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Book Review: The Beginning of Everything by Robyn Schneider

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This tragic coming-of-age contemporary novel is the first novel of the well-known internet blogger, Robyn Schneider. The Beginning of Everything is indeed a novel that follows the footsteps of John Green’s infamous The Fault In Our Stars. To tell you honestly, no one died in the book whatsoever. (Unless you count Cassidy’s brother, Owen. Oops. Spoiler. Sorry.) It is a tragic story between a cripp— I mean, injured golden boy and a mysterious girl who’s vaguely similar to the heroine in Paper Towns.

 

And since this is a book review, I warn you. There might be spoilers.

 

Where to start? 

 

It is one of the most popular young adult contemporary novels all over the world and it has, indeed, captured many aspiring young hearts here and there. Schneider wrote an amazing story filled with ups and downs, witty comments, funny puns and heartbreaking events that are sure to take the reader to new heights. I find it quite interesting but of course, just like anything else in the world, it is not as perfect as youngsters think it is.

 

Let’s start with the positive points though. Schneider made sure that we, (the readers) would fall in love with Ezra Faulkner. To tell you honestly, I did. I SERIOUSLY DID. Ezra was one helluva guy to begin with. He is your typical cool, all-american, perfect golden boy. Captain of the tennis team, an honor student, front-runner for homecoming king and everything we could ever imagine. But an accident which crippled his knee turned his life 360 degrees and placed him in the bottom of the High School popularity pyramid. Along comes, Cassidy Thorpe, an enigmatic girl. Her persona is as bright as ray of sunshine but just like our dear Margo Roth Spiegelman, she is as every bit as lonely and mysterious as her. so, yes, this is where the cliche part starts. They fall in love with each other blah blah blah. But on the night of homecoming, Cassidy breaks poor Ezra Faulkner’s fragile heart. Which caused the poor boy severe depression. In the end, Ezra learns Cassidy’s true reason for breaking up with him and they all live happily— no, just kidding. Sadly, they didn’t get back together. The reason why this book is very tragic.

 

For me, it is very Shakespearean. (YES IT IS AN ADJECTIVE) Their love story is quite common yet there’s this distinct quality about it which makes it different from other books. It is not the typical happily-ever-after tale that everyone thinks it is. It is a misleading plot line so I must warn you, if you think Cassidy and Ezra will end up together and get married and ride unicorns and live on the other end of the rainbow, YOU ARE VERY WRONG. It is a heart-rending narrative that will literally move you to tears if you put your heart into it. It is tragic in a way that is still a bit satisfying in the end although the star-crossed lovers didn’t get their happy ending. The ending still suits the whole book though piteous and tragic.

 

On the dark side of things, I think it is a bit overhyped and quite lacking in some departments. It lacks this “oomf” factor I usually see in most YA novels. It is, to be particularly honest, not as memorable as other YA novels. Yes, the tragedy that took place in the book is quite unforgettable, but all in all the book seems easily forgotten in terms of storyline. The characters, on the other hand, are indeed unique. Not the typical ones you meet in contemporary books. This, I think, is a big factor in the novel’s blatant success. The characters made the story a tad bit better. IT practically hauled the whole image of the book to a higher level.

 

All in all, It was a very amusing, nostalgia-inducing, touching yet tragic novel that enamored millions of teens worldwide. I give it a rating of 8.5 out of 10 stars and I highly recommend everyone to read it. (I still think Cassidy’s reason for breaking up with Ezra is implausible but we can’t have everything we want now can we?)

 

Till next time!

Paper Girl

10 hours after reading the book with the most unsurprising yet unpredictable ending ever do I realize how similar Margo Roth Spiegelman and Carmela Ann Javier is.

See, Margo is Quentin’s childhood sweetheart turned ninja-with-a-revenge paper girl in the book obviously called Paper Towns. The title “Paper Towns” is a metaphor for fake cities (or town). Later in the book, Quentin realizes that the Margo he knew wasn’t really the Margo that she really was (Ps: this sentence does not make any sense) therefore making her a Paper Girl. (which btw means fake girl)

 

Well let me tell you a little bit about Margo.

Margo is a timid, taciturn and over-the-top nice to almost everyone around her (except to her parents though) She is the queen bee. She has a jock for a boyfriend, a really nice circle of friends. But she isn’t who you think she is. Every now and then, Margo runs away from Orlando and embarks in an adrenaline-filled adventure to different places in America. She leaves clues to her parents to add more drama to her exciting adventures. After an amazing adventure with Quentin, she suddenly disappears without actually leaving clues for Quentin. Quentin assumes hat Margo wants him to find her. In the end, they did find Margo somewhere in Agloe, New York (a fictional town invented by cartographers in the early centuries) but sadly, they learned that Margo didn’t want Quentin to find her. She left. She never wanted to be found. She won’t come back.

 

At first, I didn’t understand why Margo left but eventually I did. 

 

She was, as I mentioned beforehand, a paper girl. The place where she lived is a paper town. The place where she lived, the people she was with, the environment she grew up were all sullen reminders of how little the people knew of the true Margo and how fake she was. Basically, this girl has two faces. One for the audience and her true self. She left because she felt out of place; like she didn’t belong to her family, her friends and Orlando.

 

That’s why I understand Margo. I AM SO MUCH LIKE HER. I’m a fourteen-year-old adrenaline-junkie who is most of the time mercurial and is dangerously volatile. I usually feel out of place and isolated but I keep going since I’m used to it and I imagine that I’m strong enough to endure it even though most of the time I can’t. Trust me when I tell you that I am the most complicated and most misunderstood person you’ll ever meet. I have a lot of issues, dramas, insecurities and stuff. I may seem super happy and you may see me with a huge circle of friends and yes I do have a seriously awesome boyfriend but you’ll be surprised to know that none of those people know everything about me.

 

Do they know that I hate cheese? That I don’t eat crabs? That I hate being judged, marginalized, underestimated, insulted, isolated and bullied? NO. Some of them may seem like they do but they don’t. That’s the part where My and Margo’s path cross. The part where we have different sides. The part where we both feel out of place and stuff. 

 

While writing this blogpost, I kept of thinking how to escape like Margo. But I can’t. This is where we’re so different. She’s willing to leave everything behind and live alone. On the other hand, I am not daunt enough to leave everyone and everything I love for a different adventure. I love my life though I may seem like I hate it. I love my friends, my family, him though it may seem like I don’t. I’m up for crazy ideas. I may agree to leaving but someday and somehow, I’ll find my way back to this life that I hated and loved. 

 

Therefore, I am a paper girl myself. Just like her, I’m a girl with different sides, with many faces and with many crazy ideas. But I will never be Margo Roth Spiegelman. I will always be me.