CRAP

So, I'm just tired of all my master's schoolmates' shits. The people from her school are soooooo juvenile tralalas. They need to grow up now. As in, right now! My god! I hate them for being like that. CRAP CRAP CRAP! People from that school is much weirder than I thought. Gad, I HATE THEM!

LET GO. LEARN. REDISCOVER.

Have you seen the Nido ad where it tells us to let go of our children? I find it cute and very inspiring. Aside from the kids that made me say, "Awww", I really think that the message that they're trying to tell us is really good. Parents should also let their kids go out, have fun, discover and learn things by themselves. Because otherwise, they might not become like what we want them to be.

It's also the same thing with love and everything else. When we let go of something, WE LEARN. We discover things within ourselves that we thought we never had before. It's either we learn new things or we rediscover things. On a brighter note, letting go is like a win-win situation for every human being. It may hurt a bit to get out of our comfort zones but in the end, it's for our good.

:)

Oh, just a random trivia about me. I LOVE GLOC-9. Haha!

Hello, Weirdos!

Hi! Well, I'd like to introduce myself first. I am TIDIVUR. It's a slang for Teddy Bear. Since my owner couldn't think of any name that could make her and her friends laugh, she named me TIDIVUR instead. I am green. (Isipin niyo na lang gusto niyong isipin sa part na 'to.) Actually, yung nagmamay-ari sa'kin ngayon, hindi talaga siya yung unang nagmay-ari sa'kin. Ang unang master ko is an 8-year old kid. He talks to me all the time and, well, HE LISTENS TO ME. He does what I tell him to do and he eats whatever I say so. You see, this kid's really nice and he's very very smart. But I really find it weird when he talks to me. I mean, I NEVER REPLIED TO HIM OR ANYTHING but he still talks to me. Haha! I reckon it's part of a kid's life, right? Right.

Anyways, the girl who owns me now is a 21-year old girl who's more weird than the kid. They're cousins and she wanted to have me so she bought the kid a Matchbox and traded me for it. What the... You see, people are really weird. That's why if ever I'll be given a chance to live again, I'd still be a teddy bear.

And oh, I have this theory that I am cuter and smarter than Mr. Bean's Teddy. What do you think? Haha! Please, please, comment on my blog. All comments will be very much appreciated. Thank you, weirdos!

Love,
Tidivur