it's been such crap that it took me 2 days to figure out how to edit the damned template and now, i am pretty proud of my entry, thank God.

talking inside the bathroom with your voice echoing, may seem a little weird, but i guess it became a habit of mine. But i try inhibiting the behavior during school days, when i have to drag myself out the house as soon as possible. it may be all the same as talking to yourself in the mirror, but i never did love those things..like, "this day turned out to be as...WHAT?! ANOTHER PIMPLE!?" or maybe something like this would come to mind, "YAY! i finally told him that i like hi--..HOLY SHUCKS, is that brocolli between my teeth!??"..so it's quite obvious i never like the appearance God gave me, but i try to appreciate myself as appreciatful as i can...if i could just eliminate the entire pimple species this world is generating, then I AM THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THIS WHOLE WIDE WOOOORLD!!..so insane..

sooo, this summer, i've been spending time with Mr. Okubo((the name we bestfriends gave to the bathroom)) for thirty minutes or so. If i go potty, which takes too long for an average fourteen-year-old teenager to do, it takes me two hours((it's the other potty)). I always read when i go. Now that i'm reading mythology, it takes me two hours and a half inside there and my mom's been knocking every 10 minutes asking if i already drowned in the toilet...

inside the bathroom, i come to think about things which i don't spend much time thinking about. and i speak it out. I refer to the sink, the shower, the pail, the faucet, the shampoo, the soap, and well, what you would commonly see inside it. And while washing, i could sing out loud, with no one trying to stop me. if anyone dared of going inside, it'll be their last. And yeah, i am a filipino, but i do speak in this foreign language, and talking inside the bathroom has REALLY helped me alot with the pronounciations and the slangs..and..you get the idea. Sometimes i speak like a broken woman, wailing. sometimes i speak like harry, which is freaking my friends out, and sometimes, i speak like a Spaniard trying to speak like an Englishman.

Out of the bathroom, is a mirror, and whenever i exit the room, i see myself as a human prune. I would look like i spent the century swimming in the Dead Sea, but i think it's funny. I'm funny. i would blame who i want to blame without anyone reacting. i could go swearing every little thing living in this world..and no one can stop me, for i have...THE BATHROOM.