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My friends call me Grace. I love being different. Single. Random. CS student. Suplada. Pink. Pizza. Cheese. Chocolate. Spongebob. Hello Kitty. Bangle. Trinkets.
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trAitors! bAckstabbers!...
6/8/07 || 2:19 AM
I just want to express my hatred before school starts. I don’t want to burry hatred in my heart with my fellow students, thus, I’ll set it free from my heart and forget about it after I shout it out. (ilalabas q lang!)
I can’t stand the pain knowing that my trusted best friends/friends were the ones who stab me from behind! They thought that I didn’t know about it but they were wrong(they know who they are and i'll not mention their name nah at wla tlguh q balak!). I’m just controlling myself not to explode and be kind to them instead of thinking of VENGEANCE! They’re so kind when they’re in front of me but in just one minute away from me, they can spread rude/mean things about me. They can even reveal my secrets that I entrusted to them. What a SILENT BITCH! Backstabber! A TURNCOAT! PLASTIC! FAKE! Everything! Those words are the ones they use to describe it... And the thing is, I can’t accept it. I can’t accept that they’re the ones who are doing it to me. I thought they were true… “ONLY YOUR REAL/TRUE FRIENDS WILL TELL YOU IF YOU HAVE DIRT ON YOUR FACE” regrettably, they’re not!....It would be okay if they are to tell YOU all unlikely things they can see in you... The problem there is: They are telling all those things to OTHERS! So much of a TUPPERWARE, isn't it?
And one more thing, Don't ever compare me to others because God made me unique in my own way. If you wish to, why don't you compare yourself to others instead of using other persons name hah.
But I’m glad that God gave me the courage to face it all bravely. HE had helped me get over it. I lay all of my burden to Him. (sya nah bhal sa knila) Now I know who’s my true friends and so as my traitor ones. I will not do anything against them but I don’t have any trust left here in my heart for them… even a single dot!... totally nothing! But they can still lean on me.
at least ngeun okay nah sken lhat... mahal q prin cla... :)
For all they know, I have persons around me who cares so much for me... And because of that, they always tell me all the backstabbings that other people are saying about me
I LOVE MYSELF. I love being Different.
I'm Random. I'm Friendly. I'm always online.
I'm not a war freak. But I fight, when I have to. SARCASTIC at times.
I Love Pizza. Everything with cheese. Chocolates. Spongebob. Hello kitty. Bangles. Earings. Bracelet. PINK. Photoshoot!
I Hate Liars! I hate nonsense people. I Hate Goodbyes.
My Journey
My name is Mary Grace Ann C. Bueno. I am the fruit of the love that once existed between Vicente Bueno and Yvette Chua Peck. I only have one sibling named Maryknoll.
In my early age, I thought that life is perfect. I’ve had a complete and happy family. I can get all I wanted and I was surrounded by people who love me. Simply, I lived an ordinary life but not until I reached six years old.
It happened that there’s not a day that my parents won’t be into a fight. The reason behind it was the jealousy of my dad over nonsense things. This problem hasn’t got a solution; instead, the fights grew bigger everyday. Not long after, they got separated. During those days, I still don’t understand what’s really going on. I was so innocent. I was blinded by the lie that life is perfect.
As I enter the age of 10, I started to see the bigger world. The truth behind the lie I’ve believed in was revealed. I was able to see the real world and to live in reality. I have understood all the things going on and that life isn’t perfect. I have realized that this world is, indeed, cruel.
Years after, the marriage of my parents has been annulled and it was declared that we will be in the custody of my mom. Since then, we lost contact with my dad and took no financial support coming from him. As for now, I used to live without him but, I admit, there are times that I still long for a love coming from him. I wonder what the feeling of having a father is.
I’m glad that all these disasters didn’t put me down. And they wouldn’t be able, in any way. Rather, they have become my inspiration to pursue on my studies. It served as my motivation to strive for a better life. And with my head up high, I can say that I've succeeded. I graduated salutatorian during elementary and 2nd honorable mention during high school. I was a consistent honor student and I have brought home many awards.
But the battle isn’t over yet. I still have to strive harder now that I am in college. I want to graduate with flying colors and bring honor to my ever-hard-working mom. Then again, I know I will succeed. I must succeed.
I have countless dreams to reach and lots of ambitions to achieve in life. I want to graduate with honor (Suma, magna or cumlaude). I want to have a successful career life. I want to have a complete family in the future. I will choose my man wisely, as the saying goes, “brain before heart”. I will never have a broken family, that thing is for certain.
I know that all of these would come to pass. But it is of course only with the help of Our Almighty God.
trAitors! bAckstabbers!...
6/8/07 || 2:19 AM
I just want to express my hatred before school starts. I don’t want to burry hatred in my heart with my fellow students, thus, I’ll set it free from my heart and forget about it after I shout it out. (ilalabas q lang!)
I can’t stand the pain knowing that my trusted best friends/friends were the ones who stab me from behind! They thought that I didn’t know about it but they were wrong(they know who they are and i'll not mention their name nah at wla tlguh q balak!). I’m just controlling myself not to explode and be kind to them instead of thinking of VENGEANCE! They’re so kind when they’re in front of me but in just one minute away from me, they can spread rude/mean things about me. They can even reveal my secrets that I entrusted to them. What a SILENT BITCH! Backstabber! A TURNCOAT! PLASTIC! FAKE! Everything! Those words are the ones they use to describe it... And the thing is, I can’t accept it. I can’t accept that they’re the ones who are doing it to me. I thought they were true… “ONLY YOUR REAL/TRUE FRIENDS WILL TELL YOU IF YOU HAVE DIRT ON YOUR FACE” regrettably, they’re not!....It would be okay if they are to tell YOU all unlikely things they can see in you... The problem there is: They are telling all those things to OTHERS! So much of a TUPPERWARE, isn't it?
And one more thing, Don't ever compare me to others because God made me unique in my own way. If you wish to, why don't you compare yourself to others instead of using other persons name hah.
But I’m glad that God gave me the courage to face it all bravely. HE had helped me get over it. I lay all of my burden to Him. (sya nah bhal sa knila) Now I know who’s my true friends and so as my traitor ones. I will not do anything against them but I don’t have any trust left here in my heart for them… even a single dot!... totally nothing! But they can still lean on me.
at least ngeun okay nah sken lhat... mahal q prin cla... :)
For all they know, I have persons around me who cares so much for me... And because of that, they always tell me all the backstabbings that other people are saying about me
my addictions!...
SLR
trAitors! bAckstabbers!...
6/8/07 || 2:19 AM 
