People call me Rosie or Erika. I'm 18 and I'm afraid of starfishes, so be nice and don't you dare use it against me. I'm lazy every afternoon and acting is my passion.
I'm a sophomore Biology student in University of Santo Tomas and I'll be a cardiologist or a neurologist... soon. I'll grab the limelight, win an Oscar and then I'll travel the world for the rest of my life and discover a cure for cancer. To infinity & beyond!!!!!!
I miss you already auntie! 😭 God bless! Happy trip! Have a great year in London before I see you again 🇬🇧🇬🇧
"I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance."
Vincent van Gogh
The problem with me is that I get mad so easily. I’m like on period all the time and my mood sways into one form and then another. I’m like on menopausal period and Regina George all in one setting.
I expect people to act like how they should act. I hate when people sit around, do nothing and complain about their failures. When things don’t workout the way they should be, that’s when I explode!!!!
I burst into tears instead of talking to them because in my head I’m like “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING FUCKER YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE THIS AND DO THAT NOT COCKY WHY ARE YOU ACTING LIKE YOU’RE SUCH AN IDIOT!!!” And you can’t say that to people. You know? People should act more like people not pigs.
When you have responsibilities, work on them! When you’ve got dreams lying on your hands, get your ass off your fucking bed and move! I just can’t get enough of the whole “I”ll do it better next time” or “There’s always another chance.” Dude, WTF?! Do it as if you ain’t got another chance! Do it now!
I just so wish people know what’s right and what is wrong. Because it’s killing me!! It’s killing me that people are passing off their responsibilities as a person to another person to make themselves feel comfortable all the time. YOU JUST CAN’T DO THAT. There is no life hack. Only hardwork. HARDWORK and a clever ass.