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you know me NOT.

KAREN to mostly everyone, KAYE to my relatives and family friends, KALAYKS/KALAYKAY to my dad.

19. Full of dreams. Suffers from verbal and mental diarrhea. Loves the idea of visiting Rome and Greece.

Dagupan City, Pangasinan native but embarrassingly knows only a few Panggalatok words.

Developed her LOVE for the SUN when she was BORN.
away from here.

KIKAY KALAYKAY photo albums. my friendster account. my previous blog. Perez Hilton. Go Fug Yourself Seventeen Magazine One.org Ala Paredes Bianca Gonzales
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date: Tuesday, November 4, 2008
title: I'm just the girl next door.
time: 5:01 PM

Something's really annoying. Parasite. Nasty-looking, irritating parasite. I want to squish it, burn it and feed it to a dog to make sure it's dead.

On a lighter and less cruel note, first day of classes was below average. If I would rate the excitement this morning, I'll give it a 4. That's out of 10, not 5. And the only three reasons why I gave a four was that 1.) I was able to hear the finance-related words I was missing, 2.) I shared my Twilight obsession with Aileen and 3.) I ate the super yummy sisig at Dapitan's Sisig Express (at V. Concepcion St.) Nothing spectacular happened. As usual. Gawd. When will my life start to be exciting?

Anyway, I've downloaded some songs this afternoon. I was in the mood for a sound trip so I browsed on MySpace. I found a song that speaks exactly about my huge insecurity issues. Hahaha. Girl Next Door by Saving Jane. It's on my playlist, on the right side of this blog plage. You could listen to it if you want.

Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never to harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her

I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else