I am HD

An intimate Christian wedding at the beach with just closest friends and family in attendance. After the wedding we're going to drink and party (Bora style) under the rain (I hope). Or just make a fire and toast marshmallows by the sea. As long as I'm going to marry the one I love, I'm perfectly fine with everything else. 

Want some cheese? 

Never entertain an attached guy. Coz you know, he's doing that because he's bored with his girlfriend and when he's done with you he'll just delete you out of his life. Like a sore loser, you are. Without much of an ego left on your system. Now all you will ever be in the eyes of every man is that you're easy. Aw. It's like a bad record that can't be taken out of your system. It makes you say an involuntary "ugh damn you!" whenever the memory crawls up your head.

I just wanna get over that ego-shattering moment. It's so painful in my ego. So heavy in my chest.

If you happen to be in our university just recently, you won't be seeing this place anymore. But three years ago, there is a place in front of the Roque Ruano building famously called as the "Hard Rock". My friends used to stay here during breaks and after class to hang (since we have a lot of time to waste during those days). 

Friendship blossomed and memories filled up in this place. I remember we used to call random names and  look at people from afar then see if they will look back. I also recall that we used to go here for "sight-seeing" hot boys, too. Endless chats, laughs and pictures defined the hard rock. 

Sure I miss my old alma matter. But Statefields is still there; standing high and mighty in the highway. But the hardrock isn't, anymore. That makes me miss it more; along with the mostly happy memories that happened there. It happened at a time when we were still younger, carefree and problem-less. It was my happy place.