Will you still be writing in this sequence: Phoenix, Ryder, Dante, Zane, Dannon. Or something else? & How many stories will each get?

Will you still be writing in this sequence: Phoenix, Ryder, Dante, Zane, Dannon. Or something else? & How many stories will each get?

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assumption is never good...for me

I always find myself assuming and most of the times, it just land me hard on my butt.
A crashing pain in my heart is left.
That's why I always tell myself to avoid doing that.
And so, I am trying.
When I feel that I'm prone to wander and start imagining what-could-have-been, I stopped myself.
But I guess it's a habit.
I can't help but wish, silently wish that maybe, someone can like me.
Yes, I am always assuming that a person likes me.
And as it progresses, I ended up liking that person or worst, even falling for that person.
It happened to me twice and I ended up with a broken heart.
I am at fault anyway.
Maybe this is a sign of losing confidence, lacking assurance in myself or hopelessly dreaming that one day, someone will come to me and blurt out his feelings.
But it never did, so I slept at night with the mere thought on my head.

And now, I think I am in the phase of assuming, a very deadly step on the way.
I don't want to do it.
It was just a spur of the moment, the contact and it just happened.
I became too much conscious, I don't know why.
I know there's nothing anyway, who will like me anyway?
I have been 'just a friend' or at times, just someone to laugh out or laugh at.
I was never taken seriously.
That's what the single spirit in me really despises.

WHAT I THINK OF HIM

I sometimes notice him.
I sometimes don't.
When I glance at him, I sometimes stare.
When he glances at me, I just stare then look away.
At times he talks to me, I smile stupidly.
At times I talk to him, with just few words I can count.
We're not that close, I don't sit beside him.
We're not that far, we're in the same room.
I don't think of him every second of the day.
I think of him once in a while.
His glances make me wary.
His conversations make me funny.
I don't know what to feel.
I don't know how to feel.
Maybe I'm just overreacting.
Everything of what I think of him.

I like you?

I THINK I am "liking" someone.
Seriously.
I think it is okay, but I tend to over-analyze things which is not a good thing.
I always end up butt-faced on the floor.
Plus, a fracture in the heart.
Going back to the main issue, he is NOT my type of guy.
He does not look manly and I kind of sees him as a "gay", although he is not a "very obvious" gay, if he is one.
He just strikes me.
Weird.
So, whatever happens next.
I'll see about it.

Serenade

No.
I'm not serenaded with guitar and back-up singers.
I just listened to this guy sing his version of "Bakit Ngayon Ka Lang?" while I was standing few inches from him.
I'm not saying he's singing it for me or whatever.
I know this guy.
He knows me.
I'm not affected, just amused.

of iCarly's SAM

Jennette McCurdy's Homeless Heart
..

Jennette McCurdy sings really good.
Plus, her songs have beautiful lyrics and melody.
This is one of her songs, Homeless Heart is tribute to Cody Waters (foundation which raises funds for children with cancer).
I just love the song the first time I heard it.

Mysterious Admirer?

I don't what to say.
Should I admit it creeps me out a little?
Well, I don't know the person, that's for sure.
It started out with receiving two quotes messages on my phone.
It followed by a response to my inquiry since the number is unregistered.
And there I faced the shock of my day.
Someone who saw me in a sportsfest event a year ago, who he told me, has never forgotten me and how I played volleyball very well.
He who made an effort of asking people who possibly may know me and finally discovering my contact number.
Uhm.
Wow.
I'm completely shocked.
Honestly, I thought someone I knew is just playing with me.
Looks like this is real.
So, what do I do?
No idea.
Just wait maybe if he'll send me another message in the near future.