Living with Backstreet Pride

Haven't slept again. Actually, i slept early like 9pm and I thought I had a good sleep. I was suppose to watch the Mulawin re-run but I said to myself that a longer sleep is better so I went on my slumber. Long was that sleep I had and so i thought. I woke up at the right side of the bed but at the wrong time of the clock. It's only 12am. Darn! I can hardly remember having an early and long sleep since I went to college. My sleeping routine has been totally destroyed. I don't sleep at night anymore; I sleep so early not at night but in the morning. That is just so nice and, HECK! I hate it. My face is peppered with pimples, shiny with oil, my eyebags are growing darker and bigger everytime and I can't build resistance. The cold virus is sure feeling at home inside me. I stayed up late again and the mosquitoes are having a feast, that is, a feeding frenzy on me. No wonder I'm immune from the diseases they carry. My brother was rarely bitten by mosquitoes because of his hairy arms and legs and one unfortunate night he was bitten he acquired dengue. And look at me, still lucky. I only had a lot of scars, insect bites, lesions, scratches but nothing as serious. Look at my legs, it's so flaw.... le... full! full of flaws. I never really had perfect skin but it's worse than before. There's never a day that you wouldn't see me scratching and it'd make you think it's disgusting and I'm enjoying but really, I'M NOT!!! I can't wait till it's June. I'm not really excited to go back to school 'cause I'm taking summer classes but a new album's coming out. For the first time in five years, the Backstreet Boys are finally releasing an album. I miss those guys. Finally, I'm back on track. Not that I wasn't but I'm going back to what I used to be, living with Backstreet Pride. Hahaha. These 'Rocker' stuff is getting old, I think, because even those who doesn't listen or support Rock music dresses up like those rockers. Fashion is supposed to give individuality but nowadays, as I see it, it's nothing more than just a trend. AH, WHO CARES ABOUT THOSE POSERS! I feel so alive because all my life I have looked up to them. They made me wanna be like them. They may have gone through a lot these past few years but that made me stronger because i feel like I'm a part of them though I haven't met them personally, not even once. As a child and as I've grown now, they still help build my dream. Awww... I don't wanna be so mushy but I'm just really glad their back. I'll be waiting for them to visit Philippines again and I'll be there when they come. Loads of love for BSB!