A day of shiny stars and happy smileys..

It was a day filled with shiny bright stars, and happy smileys. Nazza was all out to have fun on that particular day, as you see in the pictures. I don't recall much of what happened on that day, only remembering that the smiles on the faces of those people actually bring joy to the class.

She originated it..and she did one hell of a job..!!

The stars shine bright with this one..as she was smiling all day with the stars on her hand..

Mine was of course being stupid, but I prefer saying it was retarded..

And where did that smile come from?

You know what he's trying to do..no point explaining yourself bro..!!

The responsible class rep watching over her class..=D

Superman, and his assistant, Not-So-Superman..

Again, he tries to do the 'unthinkable'..be a camwhore..=P

The two chica's brightening up our day...

I want you..

You're not too mature,

You're not too childish,

I want you..

You behave your age,

You love bring out the best in me,

I want you..

You got a little naughty-ness in you,

You also got a little strictness in you,

I want you..

You'll hold my hands,

And pull me close to you,

I want you..

You'll grab my collar,

And hold me tight,

I want you..

You'll put your arms around me,

And kiss me hard,

I want you..

A thirty-second-French will not suffice you,

It's gotta be longer,

I want you..

For all that you are,

And for all that you aren't,

I've still gotta say,

I want you..

.

You left me for the fool that I am..

When I hold your hands babe,

I feel you, I see you.

Why did you walk away from me, why?

When I look into your eyes princess,

All I see is me,

Why did you run away from me, why?

We kissed, we hugged,

I felt your warmth,

Why didn't you look back at me, why?

But wait, I think I know why...

I did something wrong didn't I?

I know I did,

I shouldn't have,

I'm sorry..

Was it such a big mistake?

That's up to you my love,

But I'm still saying,

I'm sorry..

What happened to our memories?

Do you not remember?

I still love you boo,

I'm sorry..

Well, if thats what you want..

I'll leave you,

I'll walk away,

If that's what makes you happy,

If that's what stops the tears,

Keep smiling princess,

I'll always love you,

Because...

You left me for the fool that I was..

And there she goes..

I reached my hostel with a confused expression and blur thoughts on how the night went. Did everything happen just as I thought it did? Or was it just a dream, one that I was gonna wake up from? Questions kept ringing up in my head, questions that I can't seem to answer. To top it all off, I was happy for unexplainable reasons. Did that kiss mean anything to her, or was it just a one time fling? I was determined enough to find out, so I started texting her.

"Heyya.." I said,

"Hi..thnx for da awesome night.."

"No probz..i guess it was awesme huh??"

"It was..thnx to u.."

"Y??wat did i do??"

"Haha..nuthin..nuthin at all..=P"

"So watcha doin??"

"Jus thinkin bout you..can i tell you somethin??"

"Wat is it??"

"Its gud news and bad news.."

"Ok..wats da gud news??"

"Gud news is dat i kinda like you..and i dun want things to end jus like dat.."

Boy was I relived! I didn't want things to end like that now; it just can't!

"I like you too..i reli do..i dun want us to jus end it there.."

And then came the bad news..

"But there's sumthin else.."she said,

"Wat is it sheila??"

"My ex..he wants me back.."

And that was it. I thought that she didn't want to go back to him. Little did I know...

"Are you like still in2 him or sumthin??"

"Well..yea..i kinda miss him..i still have feelings for him..and he just asked me for a second chance..isnt dat great??"

"Haha..yea..gud for you gal.."

"Thnx vick..no hard feelins aite??i still wnt u as a fren..will you be there for me??

"Haha..of course i will..dont worry about dat!!"

"Thnx vick..i reli appreciate it..=)i gtg 2 bed nw..nitez!!"

"Nitez gal.."

I was drop-dead speechless. I didn't what to think after that. She just wanted to be friends? Then what was that kiss all about? I have feelings for this girl, more then she knows. I can't believe what just happened. It feels as if my heart was torn apart from me. This just didn't happen. I should have known better. The questions in my head all together had only one answer now-It was just a one time thing!

And so it was. I went on with my life, attending all my classes, putting up fake laughters in conversations, trying to come up with new ways to spice up the prom. We still had rehearsals, which made things even worse. I had to see her every time, but out of all that, she was far more happier then before. Maybe things happened for a good reason, maybe things weren't meant to be between us. However, there is still one little sadness in my heart; the sadness from not being able to tell her how I feel about her.

The prom day came, and I was all dressed up for the occasion; black Dapper jeans, black Albertini shoes, black Giordano tie and a white Suave shirt with a Giordano vest. I was looking rather professional for the evening. When the guests started to arrive, she came in too. And what a beauty she was; blue prom tube, not too low cut or revealing the thigh , but still showing off her legs and a little cleavage. Her hair, damn! Beautiful as it ever was, not too wavy, brought down, and just making her look as vibrant as ever.

Her turn for her performance came, and she went up on stage. She held the mic, feeling nervous, but not making it too obvious. I couldn't take my eyes off her at all. Her beauty, her voice, they just mesmerized me, as if I was put into a trance. She sang the song perfectly, just as we rehearsed it. Before I knew it, tears did drop from my eyes; wish I knew why. As soon as she was done, everyone stood up and gave her a round of applause. She just earned herself a standing ovation for that performance.

I stood in awe, wondering if I would ever find myself a girl as wonderful as her; as beautiful, as talented as her. All the performances ended, and all the guests had their dinner. It was time for the open dance floor. It was an awesome night indeed. Every started dancing, and showing off their own moves. I was amazed looking at all of them "shaking it" to different songs. I joined in the fun too; proving to everyone that even I can dance.

The last call came on, and it was her song, Sheila's song. Right when it came on, I saw her, and something in me told me to ask her to dance. So I did, and she agreed to dance with me. I held her hands, and grabbed her waist. We just moved a couple of steps, and then, I started to pull her close to me. She leaned on my chest, her hands around my neck. Both my hands around her waist, holding her tight. At that moment, I never wanted to let her go. I never want to leave this moment, no I don't! It just can't end this way, it just can't. The song ended, I had to let her go. She thanked me for calling her to dance with me, and she told how great a dancer I was.

All I could do was smile, as she turned her back, and walked away; not just from that moment, but from me as well.

A Broken Heart Can Be Mended..

Finally, we got to the restaurant. I parked the car and opened her door; being the gentleman that I am. After closing her door and locking up the car, we walked into the restaurant. It's not a very exclusive place, but its got these awesome paintings and a very abstract look to it. I thought it might look romantic, and she would get a hint of why I did this. And so, the waiter brought us to our seats and me being the gentleman, pulled out her seat for her. I don't remember doing that for any other girl. I don't know why she made me feel so different and special about myself.

The waiter came up and we ordered what we wanted; a grilled chicken with a fizzy lemon juice for me and fish and chips with some iced lemon tea for her. While waiting for our order to arrive, I had a chance to talk to her about herself. I never even met this girl before and she didn't hesitate when I asked her out. No matter how lucky I felt, there was still a small room in my heart doubting the reasons she came out with me. And so, I was questioning her about her past and her hometown. Well, I managed to find out that she had family problems, especially problems with her future sister-in-law and she even had problems with her previous relationship. An abusive boyfriend he was, keeping her deprived of love like she was some kind of slave to him. Maybe I'm over-exaggerating, but I cant help but feel pity for this girl, and that kind of made me like her even more.

Our dinner arrived on our table, and i started off some small talk about her life here in the university and how it compared to before. I even asked her about how she knew about me and the auditions.

"So, how did you even find out about the auditions? Through a friend or somethin' ?"

"*cheeky smile* Yeap, my roomie, and she even told me about you.."

"Really, what did she say about me??"

"Charming, tall, dark and handsome??"

"That's a lil' over-the top, dun'cha think??"

"But I'm not disappointed at what I see,"

"So am I,"

"Owh really, then tell me what do you see??"

"I see a girl, a sweet, sensitive girl, who has an awesome personality as the main ingredient, a beautiful look to add to that, and a pinch of that perfect smile, that million dollar smile,"

And she just looked away and was smiling away, what I was hopping for all night long. Sooner than I thought, we had our dinner and were ready to leave the shop. I went up to the counter and paid the bills. I never worry about expenses by the way, especially if it was for a girl like her. We got into the car, and the next thing I knew was that my hands were around her's, and I couldn't stop myself from doing so. She didn't resist either, and I wasn't sure of what was exactly going on. I drove back all the way and all she did was wrap her hands around my arms and lie down on my shoulder. All I could do was wonder, whether is this the right thing, or does this mean something. I decided to let my heart just lead the way, cause i didn't have any trouble doing so this far.

We got back into the campus, and I drove down to her hostel. I told her then, that I had an awesome time with her. And she said,

"Thanks for takin' me out, I really needed that,"

"Hey, it was nothin', but will I be able to take you out more often?"

"Well, we'll see,"

"Yea, we will,"

"Good night Vick,"

"Good night Sheila,"

And just before she opened the door, she turned around and she kissed me. I didn't push her away, of course I couldn't. I'm a guy for God's sake, what could you expect. I kissed her too, it wasn't too long, but it was long enough to say that we will another one when I take her out again. She got out and smiled from the window, waving goodbye. I drove away, thinking in my heart, that maybe I did fall in love.

~And the next one will be out soon too aite?? I'm sorry its gettin' too draggy, but I promise to end it in two more episodes aite?? Till den bare with my retarded-ness..!!~

-tHE uGLy rEtArD-

A Lil Tiny Piece of Me...

There's always a tiny piece of someone in another person's heart. Maybe you have touched that person in some way, whether you noticed or not. Maybe you've made that person cry, or maybe even laugh. Maybe you were the turning point in that particular person's life. There's always gonna be a lil tiny piece of me in her of course. I loved her a lot, till the day came when we had to part ways, for good this time. Now I'm on my way to meet her again, to rekindle my past, and maybe have her as my future. It's been 5 years since we met, and finally I have my chance.

6 years ago, I was given charge on taking care of the entertainment section of my senior prom. So it was practically up to me to to get every piece of crappy singer and every stiff-headed dancer out there to perform without making me look like an ass-clown. After finishing up the auditions, I was left alone in the audition room to clean up. And there she was; her beautiful hair was the first thing I ever noticed, swaying back and forth as she ran into the room. She ran towards me, taking deep, heavy breaths, tired after running for such a long time. She looked at me, and her eyes were so beautiful; a light hazel brown with those long lashes. Who is this girl??

"Can you please let me audition??", she said.
"I know I'm late and I'm terribly sorry. I'm sure it won't happen again!"

Well, I had to give her a shot, she was just too darn pretty!! So, I put back on the equipment, and asked her,

"So, what will you be performing??"
"I'll be performing a song, a song from Mandy Moore titled Only Hope,"

I've never heard of this song before, but as soon as she started to sing, I couldn't explain the joy in my heart. I was happy, too happy. Her voice was beautiful, singing such a beautiful song only made it better. It was as if I was falling for her. I wanted to get up there and dance with her, grasping her hands and waist, bringing her close to me, holding her tight. Am I in love?? I'm not sure of these feelings, damn!!

Before I knew it, the song had ended, and I was still in my own dreamland. She 'woke' me up and I instantly told her she is in. She was jumping in joy with her friends. I told her to write down her name and her number in case I needed to contact her somehow. That night, I got back home and I wondered whether I should call her. I had her number in my hands. Her name was Sheila, and for the time being, she was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

I finally decided to send her a text first.

"Hey..=)"i said
"hey, who is dis??"she replied
"Its me,vick, da guy frm da auditions jus nw??"
"Owh,ok..hey..wassup??"
"Nothin much, was jus wonderin, could i call u sumtym??i mean out for dinner maybe??"
"Haha..sure..y not??but i gotta be free on dat day..so ill check with ya ok..??"
"haha, sure thing..maybe 2moro nyt??"
"I think im free..at 8??"
"yea sure..ill pick u up aite??"
"Yea sure..I gtg now..tc bubye vick!! =)"
"You tc too..bubye Sheila!! :)"

It was that simple, and i got myself a date tomorrow night. Woohoo!!! Being happy as I was, I went off to get my friends car keys and I was prepared for the night. 24 hours later, the night came. I got myself all dressed up for the occasion, I took the car and I drove to her hostel. And there she was, standing all alone, with her cute pink top and her tight blue denim jeans. I was falling for her already and I jus wanted to hug her. As soon as she got into the car, I put all my feelings inside a tiny lil box and locked it away. I had to look professional, and so I did.

~This is part one of the story, stay tuned and ill post out the next part sometime next week~

-tHe uGLy rEtArD-

I am special in my own way!!

Much has happened since that day. My friends actually helped me into getting her outta my head. I can't be more grateful to them for their help; but i wish they did something about their highly unorthodox methods. This post is to those who were involved that day, and those who need to know the story of a boy who needed to get his head straight.

One fine evening, was destroyed of course, by my beloved friends who intended to have some alcohol to cool down their systems. (I know what you're thinking, but that's what they said..) After a few 'shots', my topic came to be the talk of the table. I was very uncertain of what was about to happen, but they were there; my friends. So, I went with the flow and just listened to what they had to say. Confessions and untold truths were finally let out the sack. My silence was doubted by my friends as whether I was on their side. The alcohol boosted their doubt and led them to believe that I wasn't.

After making quite an explanation, they finally came around to believing me. Believing wasn't enough though; was I man enough to face the consequences that came after?? Too bad there wasn't any alcohol in my body though, or that question wouldn't need an answer. Calls were made, texts' were sent. After a long table talk, the plan came to be. All I had to do was face her, get back what was mine and leave. At least that was the plan.

We got there, just in time (30 minutes late actually). I finally faced her. Stared into her eyes, with nothing but a smile. That smile was actually meant to be a sign of truce, but due to the unorthodox methods I mentioned earlier, I got my 'memoirs' shoved at my face, literally. Being the extremely tolerant guy, I just walked away after listening to her words and I quote, " I hated it anyways!!". My friends on the other hand wanted to show her a piece of their unstable minds. The struggle me and my friend went through to stop them is another story altogether. Walking back to my hostel, I held the the precious gifts I had given her.

On the way back, I was also given a long-ass lecture about what I should have done instead of walking away. Out of anger and frustration that I couldn't show her, I victimized those precious gifts. They were nothing but scrap actually, and they ended up where every piece of trash goes-into the bloody trash bin. *Thought of putting it in the recycling bin though*

At the end of the day, I brought the guys for a game of football. Apologized to them soon after for my tolerance, and finished it off with a "Thank you," to them for their help. My gratitude knows no limits for these guys, they help me realize that I have something special; The heart to love someone with no boundaries. Thanks guys.. I dedicate this post to you.

~Those who were present that day were:
@Monu
@DawG
@bLn77
@S-rY

-uGLy & rEtArDeD-

Truth be told, I don't care no more...

I was so wrong for so long
Only try'na please myself
Girl, I was caught up in her lust
When I don't really want no one else
So, now I know I should've treated you better
But me and you were meant to last forever

These were words of this song..an awesome song indeed..but what actually makes it special to me is how it resembles my love story..

Truth be told, I don't care no more.. pEAcE oUt!!

-UgLy & reTArDeD-