So how do I exist?.. How could one possibly go on getting noticed only when she does wrong?Could you tolerate waking up every morning knowing how your day would probably go? Let me tell you mine... (in a third person's point of view)

She gets up every morning (late afternoon, rather) because of the irritating movements the dog has been making. She impatiently demands for brunch and feeds the dog, as well :D She hears news about how perfect a friend's date went. She also hears how great her kabarkadas' relationships go about this summer. Because of this, she reminisces the attached days but smiles at how she handles to move on even a little. She turns on computer and tries to answer a number of "consistent" questions from her Q. Box. She replies to a couple of messages and lets out what bugs her in her little blog.

She is Tinay. I am Tinay. I am not where the celebrities breathe but I'll be someone else's star. Not even from the paradise where good deities dwell but someone could make one with me. I am not destined to a "happily ever after" but I know I'll have a pleasant ending. Not from the land of prom queens and ideals but soon I'd be someone's perfect princess living the never ending happy ever after..... That's about me...