I know, I just feel so guilty, the title says it all... you want to know why? Because I haven't really started on my computer project yet, so I promised myself, to do it straight out the whole day tomorrow to start and finish it... wow, now I feel good, 'cause otherwise, I'm going to commit suicide if I don't do the task seriously, or if I don't do a good job. So when I'm done, I'll make sure to save it at once in my USB, to be ready to be transferred to a diskette downstairs... yeah. that's it. Whew! Now, all I have to do is finish this quick post and find my computer handout for the project. Yeah that's it... (fidgeting).
Plus, I'm a bit saddened at the thought of my friends not coming in contact, 'cause I miss them so much! Plus, I'll be bored for the rest of the New Year's, I'll be staying in a place where there's a lot of beaches... I'm not a beach person when it comes to the Holidays, weird huh? Anyway, I'm still happy at the thought that my girlfriends are out there having cherishing moments with the family, and I'm kinda having it here too. Only, with not much traveling. (Thinking about computer project again) Damn it! I have got to cool off! But I will once I'm done with the bloody project! Sigh...
You know what else is going in my mind? My writing skills. I really have to exercise them. Woah, I'm a teenager and I'm already thinking about the great responsibility I have for my petty skill. But, nonetheless I have to start finishing up my one-shot fiction for the Harry Potter category. (bites lower lip) But how can I do that when all those other great fictions are screaming to let me read them!? Once again, I find myself guilty.
Plus, there's the DVDs my mother borrowed from my aunt, a whole bloody collection of the greatest eye-tearing romantic movies ever! They're just so damn good, I can't help but be delayed by, "MUSIC AND LYRICS", "MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE" (the most especially), and "SERENDIPITY", I was just in the middle of "AUTUMN IN NEW YORK" when the bloody player heated up. So I had to stop. Sigh, I was always such a sucker for the classics and the romantics, not forgetting the musicals. (PHANTOM OF THE OPERA) and in other news, I'm beginning to really love Fred Weasley, did I mention he could be so hot when I imagine him with his flaming red hair? and Colbie Caillat's songs, truly, she is the appreciated "Queen of myspace".
So, before my stomach starts churning I have to bid a farewell so that I can get a move on with the project.
Happy Christmas, everyone!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
It's been a long time, and I'm finally back...
Okay, It's been a very looooooooooong time, but seriously, I haven't really lost my love for expressing myself, although it doesn't appear that way. From where I come from, it's almost Christmas, I might not have enough time to make another post by Christmas so I guess I'll just say a "Merry Christmas" in advance, so here it is:
Merry Christmas, each and everyone!
Oh yeah, I've just got interested in Harry Potter only recently, but I'm sure my 'obsession', as a 'friend' put it, will soon pass. Though it kind of annoys me why that 'friend' of mine have to be so bothered... but oh well, I kind of understand how it feels when the only thing makes you such a unique person is kinda taken away from you by somebody else, and you just don't want to give it away or share it. But, isn't it CHRISTMAS, people?
Plus, I'm in Hufflepuff (according to a quiz). I'm not saying anything that could put me any position to oppose it, besides, I love the house, but my 'friends' think I should've been in Ravenclaw. Most of the quizzes I took would result to Gryffindor, but the only quiz I thought was honest was when I was in Hufflepuff. Okay, I better stop now.
Oh yeah, it's the second day of our quiz today, tomorrow's the last day for exams, thank you very much. I'd like to acknowledge a 'friend' who just forced me to write something in this blog even though I should be studying right now, but since she says she doesnt trust me *rolls eyes* into writing a post, I decided to prove her wrong.
I better go now. Tomorrow's the day where some 'friends' are coming over to my place to sleep.I'll keep ya'll posted, don't worry If, I find the time not being so damn stressed!
Take care!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Riding the Endless Memories of the Field Trip... part two
To tell you the truth, I myself along with Jen and denise entertained the thought of the ACTUAL Shroud of Turin being in the country... But when we thought all hope was lost (corny, huh?) Suddenly, we found it... 16 ft long and 4 ft wide. "Indescribable.." is what I can comment about it.
To all Filipinos: I encourage you to attend and see for your very own eyes the Shroud of Turin in Mall Of Asia, for they can only put it up up onto this December.
In other news...
for every story, there are always two sides, don't you agree? Here's the negative part of it...
Right before I was going to leave, my mother decided to tell my dad we were leaving when my dad suddenly broke out and said I wasn't supposed to go. But, in the end, after all the hard pressure, I'm thankful that my mom took me down to school even after my dad said no. At that time, I was feeling a sudden pang of betrayal... don't ask why.
Another is that for the rest who are wondering... especially to Pats and Jen, that I suddenly had the weird sickness a.k.a. "Monece-sharing-and-refusing-food-from-others-in-the-bus-
syndrome" was not actually normal of me, I know.. but the real reason why is because of my ulcer acting up. Honestly, it lasted in the WHOLE trip, even throughout the visit to the exhibit.
...I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I wanted to be treated like everyone else in the bus, not minding anything at all. Because I know you would spend your time worrying about me and my upset stomach that you wouldn't mind your own fun time in the trip. I have to tell you though, I made a pretty good job hiding all of the pain.
Plus, there's another thing I know I shouldn't be telling you, but this is totally personal... and stuff... so I guess that's all to it then.
To all Filipinos: I encourage you to attend and see for your very own eyes the Shroud of Turin in Mall Of Asia, for they can only put it up up onto this December.
In other news...
for every story, there are always two sides, don't you agree? Here's the negative part of it...
Right before I was going to leave, my mother decided to tell my dad we were leaving when my dad suddenly broke out and said I wasn't supposed to go. But, in the end, after all the hard pressure, I'm thankful that my mom took me down to school even after my dad said no. At that time, I was feeling a sudden pang of betrayal... don't ask why.
Another is that for the rest who are wondering... especially to Pats and Jen, that I suddenly had the weird sickness a.k.a. "Monece-sharing-and-refusing-food-from-others-in-the-bus-
syndrome" was not actually normal of me, I know.. but the real reason why is because of my ulcer acting up. Honestly, it lasted in the WHOLE trip, even throughout the visit to the exhibit.
...I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I wanted to be treated like everyone else in the bus, not minding anything at all. Because I know you would spend your time worrying about me and my upset stomach that you wouldn't mind your own fun time in the trip. I have to tell you though, I made a pretty good job hiding all of the pain.
Plus, there's another thing I know I shouldn't be telling you, but this is totally personal... and stuff... so I guess that's all to it then.
Riding the Endless memories of The Field Trip...part one
I got back from the field trip yesterday and man do I have a lot to say, mainly, I have to say it sucks, except with all the times I had on the bus. Here is the list of stop overs we visited to get to Manila.
1. Siyesta (what's the correct spelling of the name?) - I ate my breakfast here... I bought noodles and drank it, but I shared some with Denise and Melben.
2. Treats at Caltex- I bought Hot Chocolate, oh yeah my seat mate was sleeping on the two seats so I had to give him some time. He's naturally a deep sleeper.
Moving on to the list of places we visited in Manila:
:first was Ateneo de Manila University. All I did was hoping for a bath room, went to an Art Gallery and got back. Though I never really did find a bath room... You can imagine how many hours I have been holding that on!
:second was San Beda College in Rizal, but I never really did see any college, but we got the chance to see the AMAZING CAMPUS. I totally love the library! Oh yeah, and I finally got to the bath room. Ah, sanctuary! Did I mention the whole school building looked like the capus you saw in East High of High School Musical 1 and 2?
:third was... Avilon Zoo! I loved touching the owl and the eagle. It kinda made me think about the greatest creations God has ever made. So I'm pretty thankful for the trip from this point on here. On the way to the zoo, I ate my packed lunch with my seatmate and Melben, we sat together in just two seats, I guess we had pretty small butts to fit all three of us on the seats.
:Then the most awaited, MALL OF ASIA!!!! I immediately thought of the Shroud of Turin Exhibition here and was even more determined to find the place for the exhibition. We watched an Imax movie, a documentary about the wonders of the living sea creatures, narrated by Johnny Depp!!! I love his voice! It was dreamy and so calming... I have to say I did enjoy it, plus the parts when I screamed at one triler about a T-rex, but, that's another story.
Then after, me, Jen, Denise, and Pats went out together to find the ice skating rink, (with the thought of the exhibition temporarily off my mind) but instead of going the right way of the building, we went the other way instead and saw the place where the one and only SHROUD OF TURIN was!!! It was actually going to start at 7 PM, but we we realized we were going to leave at 7:30. (we already the paid the ticket before we got to know this, the price of the ticket for the exhibition was Php 250.00) But thanks to the daring of us all, Jennie Rose T. Lin a.k.a. "The Swimming Shrimp", hooked us up in a 30 minute VIP TREATMENT edition of the exhibition presentation. Did I mention I love Jennie?
I have to tell you some parts of the journey to the past where Jesus Christ was wrapped around the body with the details where He prayed for 40 days and 40 nights then was severely tortured to the point where He was judged under Pilate, was crucified then to His last words when he was hanged on the Cross, then to the miraculous point where He rose on the third day.
"Onto the the tradition of showing the Shroud of Turin for 3 to 4 times in every CENTURY" Surely, I felt blessed to see the sacred treasure that was left from the Medeival times, the world's most precious treasure, the most studied artifact.... THE SHROUD OF TURIN, it was a once in a lifetime experience.
They do not know if what was shown on the Shroud of Turin was really the face of the Lord Jesus Christ Himself, but if you were to ask me, I would leave you the last words that was left onto the last of the presentation of the exhibit before we were to see the actual Shroud of Turin....
1. Siyesta (what's the correct spelling of the name?) - I ate my breakfast here... I bought noodles and drank it, but I shared some with Denise and Melben.
2. Treats at Caltex- I bought Hot Chocolate, oh yeah my seat mate was sleeping on the two seats so I had to give him some time. He's naturally a deep sleeper.
Moving on to the list of places we visited in Manila:
:first was Ateneo de Manila University. All I did was hoping for a bath room, went to an Art Gallery and got back. Though I never really did find a bath room... You can imagine how many hours I have been holding that on!
:second was San Beda College in Rizal, but I never really did see any college, but we got the chance to see the AMAZING CAMPUS. I totally love the library! Oh yeah, and I finally got to the bath room. Ah, sanctuary! Did I mention the whole school building looked like the capus you saw in East High of High School Musical 1 and 2?
:third was... Avilon Zoo! I loved touching the owl and the eagle. It kinda made me think about the greatest creations God has ever made. So I'm pretty thankful for the trip from this point on here. On the way to the zoo, I ate my packed lunch with my seatmate and Melben, we sat together in just two seats, I guess we had pretty small butts to fit all three of us on the seats.
:Then the most awaited, MALL OF ASIA!!!! I immediately thought of the Shroud of Turin Exhibition here and was even more determined to find the place for the exhibition. We watched an Imax movie, a documentary about the wonders of the living sea creatures, narrated by Johnny Depp!!! I love his voice! It was dreamy and so calming... I have to say I did enjoy it, plus the parts when I screamed at one triler about a T-rex, but, that's another story.
Then after, me, Jen, Denise, and Pats went out together to find the ice skating rink, (with the thought of the exhibition temporarily off my mind) but instead of going the right way of the building, we went the other way instead and saw the place where the one and only SHROUD OF TURIN was!!! It was actually going to start at 7 PM, but we we realized we were going to leave at 7:30. (we already the paid the ticket before we got to know this, the price of the ticket for the exhibition was Php 250.00) But thanks to the daring of us all, Jennie Rose T. Lin a.k.a. "The Swimming Shrimp", hooked us up in a 30 minute VIP TREATMENT edition of the exhibition presentation. Did I mention I love Jennie?
I have to tell you some parts of the journey to the past where Jesus Christ was wrapped around the body with the details where He prayed for 40 days and 40 nights then was severely tortured to the point where He was judged under Pilate, was crucified then to His last words when he was hanged on the Cross, then to the miraculous point where He rose on the third day.
"Onto the the tradition of showing the Shroud of Turin for 3 to 4 times in every CENTURY" Surely, I felt blessed to see the sacred treasure that was left from the Medeival times, the world's most precious treasure, the most studied artifact.... THE SHROUD OF TURIN, it was a once in a lifetime experience.
They do not know if what was shown on the Shroud of Turin was really the face of the Lord Jesus Christ Himself, but if you were to ask me, I would leave you the last words that was left onto the last of the presentation of the exhibit before we were to see the actual Shroud of Turin....
"When reason ends,
faith begins..."
Thursday, August 30, 2007
8 things... A 'Drabble'
In the 8 facts about you share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.
* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* at the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.* don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.
ok.. start. haha.
1. I thought of actually killing myself. (What else is new?)
2. I draw anime when I'm stressed out.
3. I wear a rosary around my neck when I go outside.
4. I almost died during Good Friday.
5. I love writing.
6. I totally want to kill my "rock".
7. I have great metabolism.
8. I love giving advice.
I'm going to tag: Rochelle Carlos, Rogette... that's it... I don't know anybody else throughout blogspot.... I have got to find friends... hehe... It's already hard enough!!!
* each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* at the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.* don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.
ok.. start. haha.
1. I thought of actually killing myself. (What else is new?)
2. I draw anime when I'm stressed out.
3. I wear a rosary around my neck when I go outside.
4. I almost died during Good Friday.
5. I love writing.
6. I totally want to kill my "rock".
7. I have great metabolism.
8. I love giving advice.
I'm going to tag: Rochelle Carlos, Rogette... that's it... I don't know anybody else throughout blogspot.... I have got to find friends... hehe... It's already hard enough!!!
Friday, August 24, 2007
To my dearest friend...
"Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday dear--"
Patricia... happy birthday to you!"
yup, today is my friend's birthday, which is why she missed out on going to the award ceremony in our school's "Buwan ng Wika", a Philippine school education tradition. She also missed the fun parts of our Student's Day! (I'll tell you all the details tomorrow, I have such a hangover from the food)
But today is not only very special to her but to my little sweet and cute baby brother, Brad.(Have you watched the movie Superman? Well his little son in the movie looks like my brother, very much!) So you can see why I dedicated this whole space for my best friend since she has been a very big part in my life.
Today is Saturday, and Patricia most probably is in Hong Kong by now, sleeping or trying to hitch a computer for internet access. Still, it's her birthday, and she's celebrating it. I'm happy for her actually... She is so lucky to go to another country while this blogger hasn't even for once!!!!
Sorry, I got envious there. (clears throat) But, this blogger has this whole post as a present starting with these reasons why I should greet her this fun birthday 'post'
Patricia... happy birthday to you!"
yup, today is my friend's birthday, which is why she missed out on going to the award ceremony in our school's "Buwan ng Wika", a Philippine school education tradition. She also missed the fun parts of our Student's Day! (I'll tell you all the details tomorrow, I have such a hangover from the food)
But today is not only very special to her but to my little sweet and cute baby brother, Brad.(Have you watched the movie Superman? Well his little son in the movie looks like my brother, very much!) So you can see why I dedicated this whole space for my best friend since she has been a very big part in my life.
Today is Saturday, and Patricia most probably is in Hong Kong by now, sleeping or trying to hitch a computer for internet access. Still, it's her birthday, and she's celebrating it. I'm happy for her actually... She is so lucky to go to another country while this blogger hasn't even for once!!!!
Sorry, I got envious there. (clears throat) But, this blogger has this whole post as a present starting with these reasons why I should greet her this fun birthday 'post'
1. she's really strong (after what she's been through, I could say that she could set up a really good example to those people out there experiencing the same thing)
2. she has my back... I think...
3. she's a drama queen, just like me!
4. she's been my best friend ever since grade 1 to 3rd year! I think that's been the longest friendship I've had despite the 'friends' I've met from elementary to this point were just stupid fakin' frauds!!!
3.She's a great listener... and not to mention a good advisor
4.she's really smart despite her age
5. She's a great supporter, and I love her.
* (Bonus points) 6. She's my best friend. (Need I say more? Seriously?)
7. I should give her this post 'cause I can't get out of this stupid house to buy her my own present! Damn it!
8. I should give her a present 'cause she might blackmail me using her pictures of me in her phone... and send it to the evil proffesor Snape-- I mean Sir Salayog! NOOOO!!!!
Happy birthday Pats! (sneeze) Luv yah!
Field Trips and the dreaded P.I.
hey, it's me. Since I can't write too much of personal information, I have to say I (finally) hav my own personal journal, meaning, this week, I'm no longer going to share the sealed words I put in my journal... that includes you, Patricia. Sorry, I can't afford to let the "Pi" sneak a peek in my heart scorching words.
Oh yeah, setting that aside, did I mention that I finally convinced my rock to let me go to the Sci-Tech week annual field trip?
... I know, it's a blessing.
But since I paid and reserved a tad too late, I was going to ride the horrifying "MIXED BUS" all contained with the horrible and not to mention obnoxious lowerclassmen of mine.
so, you ask how I got him [IT] to say yes?
...Annoy him until he puts his pillow on top of his head and to (force) him to say the words "ask mama". and for further info., yes, my mom did say yes... like a bazillion years ago!
What's the deal with the Mixed Bus, you say? One letter to say it all... "S"
But then after a few days, After a day of crying out of fear, my adviser came to our homeroom class and confronted me about the bus, as I was about to think that I would meet "S" for the reservations of seats in the Mixed Bus, she told me I'll be moving to my year's bus...
...What was the first thing I did after I heard those words coming out from my calm teacher?
I held my hands together and held my breath, then looked up at the celing and said aloud, "Thank you, Lord!"... then followed by laughs from my fellow classmates. Did I care? Ofcourse not! I felt like I was taken out of the darkness by the sheer miracle of the Lord. And, a little decision coming from Rogette.
I LOVE YOU, ROGETTE!!!! THANK YOU!!!!
but... the thing is, my problem now is being in the back seat... you think I should pack 2 more plastic bags?
oh, before I forget... here's a shoutout to the guy who gave me the popular people-filled backseat, not to mntion the scene of the worst case scenarios EVER!
I HATE YOU RANDY!!!! SO MUCH HATE, I WANT TO GRILL YOU AND FEED YOU TO A PACK OF VULTURES!!!
Oh yeah, setting that aside, did I mention that I finally convinced my rock to let me go to the Sci-Tech week annual field trip?
... I know, it's a blessing.
But since I paid and reserved a tad too late, I was going to ride the horrifying "MIXED BUS" all contained with the horrible and not to mention obnoxious lowerclassmen of mine.
so, you ask how I got him [IT] to say yes?
...Annoy him until he puts his pillow on top of his head and to (force) him to say the words "ask mama". and for further info., yes, my mom did say yes... like a bazillion years ago!
What's the deal with the Mixed Bus, you say? One letter to say it all... "S"
But then after a few days, After a day of crying out of fear, my adviser came to our homeroom class and confronted me about the bus, as I was about to think that I would meet "S" for the reservations of seats in the Mixed Bus, she told me I'll be moving to my year's bus...
...What was the first thing I did after I heard those words coming out from my calm teacher?
I held my hands together and held my breath, then looked up at the celing and said aloud, "Thank you, Lord!"... then followed by laughs from my fellow classmates. Did I care? Ofcourse not! I felt like I was taken out of the darkness by the sheer miracle of the Lord. And, a little decision coming from Rogette.
I LOVE YOU, ROGETTE!!!! THANK YOU!!!!
but... the thing is, my problem now is being in the back seat... you think I should pack 2 more plastic bags?
oh, before I forget... here's a shoutout to the guy who gave me the popular people-filled backseat, not to mntion the scene of the worst case scenarios EVER!
I HATE YOU RANDY!!!! SO MUCH HATE, I WANT TO GRILL YOU AND FEED YOU TO A PACK OF VULTURES!!!
DIE!!!
Friday, August 03, 2007
HYPOCRITES
It's been a long tyime since I have updated my blog, I know, but how can I when my stupid ROCK has been hogging up the damn computer all day!? Anyway, speaking of "hate" I really have began to feel a lot of hate for my fellow classmates of III-Curie...
The reasons? Man, I have a lot... But three can only come to my mind right now...:
1. They really take my backgrpund seriously and judge without listening to my explanations. Sometimes, I would consider myself as a victim of prejudice.
2. They are so stinking obnoxious. Really, is an explanation needed for this?
3. I just hate them...
Well got to go! I have to leave to the gym for practice for a stupid school event...
Location: Computer room
Feeling: pressured by a pushy friend who I think is the best and 'generous' friend I have... hehehehe as if
The reasons? Man, I have a lot... But three can only come to my mind right now...:
1. They really take my backgrpund seriously and judge without listening to my explanations. Sometimes, I would consider myself as a victim of prejudice.
2. They are so stinking obnoxious. Really, is an explanation needed for this?
3. I just hate them...
Well got to go! I have to leave to the gym for practice for a stupid school event...
Location: Computer room
Feeling: pressured by a pushy friend who I think is the best and 'generous' friend I have... hehehehe as if
Thursday, August 02, 2007
What I'm HATING now...
Ah, high school life... Where there's Chemistry and Physics... not to mention field trips. Yes, fellow readers, I'mnot going to any of the field trips... Besides, I strongly think that this is another sign why I don't belong. I'll just be in a bad mood anyway if I see other people laughing and smiling... It's almost like I'm a ghost just witnessing other people all very lively and full of color... While I have no color at all... I'm sick, I know.
I'm not sure if I'm in love, because whenever I see him, I would just have this sudden urge of killing someone. It must be hate... Yes... That must be it. Truly, High School is my "happiest" stage of my life... yup... (I'm sarcastic ofcourse)
I'm going to make this short... This high school of mine is neither a sweet usual romance... no, sir...
It's suicidal... And I'm going to make a jump for it... very soon I'll be inmy limits... Then, they'll be able to live like nothing has ever changed in their lives...
For inside, I have nevber had a soul... dead I suppose.
I'll confirm my death, for I am a hindrance... and everybody knows hindrances SHOULD ALWAYS disappear...
I'm not sure if I'm in love, because whenever I see him, I would just have this sudden urge of killing someone. It must be hate... Yes... That must be it. Truly, High School is my "happiest" stage of my life... yup... (I'm sarcastic ofcourse)
I'm going to make this short... This high school of mine is neither a sweet usual romance... no, sir...
It's suicidal... And I'm going to make a jump for it... very soon I'll be inmy limits... Then, they'll be able to live like nothing has ever changed in their lives...
For inside, I have nevber had a soul... dead I suppose.
I'll confirm my death, for I am a hindrance... and everybody knows hindrances SHOULD ALWAYS disappear...
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Obsessed with Nothing
I know that it has been a very long time, but please don't question me on why I'm so damn late... I'm not really in the mood... and NO, it is not one of those days... I know some people think that those people who make blogs arare either: have the time or are really REALLY depressed... I used to never really give it ay thought, but I am nowone of those DEPRESSED people....
I dedicate this to all of my fellow darling outcasts (especially to my loving bestfriend Alora, who would love to read this) ...
When I was a little girl, (corny right?) I would always watch movies about teenage girls wearing these most elegant gowns a princess could ask for. I would turn away from the screen and ask my very young mother and ask her, "What are they doing?" I would bat my eyelids while pointing at them. My mother would hold me close to pat my head, and answer me in a very gentle voice, "they're dancing... They're beautiful aren't they?"
I would nod my head in reply, "Are they in a birthday party?" as innocent I was, my mom chuckled while shaking her head.
"...No, my child, they're in their PROM NIGHT"
"What's that?"
"I'ts like a party... but it's really really special"
"Even more special than my birthday party?"
"No, darling not as special as that... But it's very special to those pretty girls, when you grow up,you'll be able to attend one and see how special it really is..." My mom continued, explaining every inexplicable detail... from the beautiful corssages to the most scrumptious food and to the most elegant part... dancing with a partner. I loved and have always anticipated in experiencing one, on how the setting would be, laughing and dancing with my friends...
10 years later though, I dreaded the words "PROM NIGHT"
You might call it exagerrating... But, do you guys know the song 'At 17' ? More or less... my life has always been that way...
I know I'm young, and I will survive, I tell that to myself everyday, despite my own heart's breaking down...
When I was about between 4 or 5 years old, I have always dreamt on how the life of being a nun would be like, I have always thought of the positive things, the way on how very close you would be with your Creator, and how very pure you would be... I was already aware of the deep consequences but never did think of any arguments against my thought.
And from the past days of my life, I knew that I would love to be a commitment to God, for no longer would I have to suffer any longer about the past... No matter how many times I try to forget about the present, or if I ever succeeded, I know that the pain will ALWAYS be there... No matter what I do, I will have to stay strong... And I know I would have to raise my chin up high to survive and say... "I am a smart and strong person"...
Alas, I still can't avoid the omens that God has given me... All of them quite quite bitter.
Through the past week, i asked Him togive me one of His holy signs to help me decide on my damned life...
I saw the sign on an early Tuesday morning, during a class... Somehow I was excused due to my uncanny handicap, and I had to learn the omen in a very soft yet sleak stab in the stomach.
I was there in a very cool corner by my whole classmate's right side, being quiet and observant, my eyes were a blur, and I could hardly think of anything else, but my eyes and my actions have revealed my messages...
My eyes were full of longing, my cheeks were flushed and my heart was in a frenzy...
I whispered to the bitter breeze while knowing the fact that nobody would be able to console me how I want them to... I was selfish... I deeply knew I was a pure Gunther inside and out... I asked forgiveness from Him for my useless and foolish venom, but not without saying the soft yet meaning ful words...
I dedicate this to all of my fellow darling outcasts (especially to my loving bestfriend Alora, who would love to read this) ...
When I was a little girl, (corny right?) I would always watch movies about teenage girls wearing these most elegant gowns a princess could ask for. I would turn away from the screen and ask my very young mother and ask her, "What are they doing?" I would bat my eyelids while pointing at them. My mother would hold me close to pat my head, and answer me in a very gentle voice, "they're dancing... They're beautiful aren't they?"
I would nod my head in reply, "Are they in a birthday party?" as innocent I was, my mom chuckled while shaking her head.
"...No, my child, they're in their PROM NIGHT"
"What's that?"
"I'ts like a party... but it's really really special"
"Even more special than my birthday party?"
"No, darling not as special as that... But it's very special to those pretty girls, when you grow up,you'll be able to attend one and see how special it really is..." My mom continued, explaining every inexplicable detail... from the beautiful corssages to the most scrumptious food and to the most elegant part... dancing with a partner. I loved and have always anticipated in experiencing one, on how the setting would be, laughing and dancing with my friends...
10 years later though, I dreaded the words "PROM NIGHT"
You might call it exagerrating... But, do you guys know the song 'At 17' ? More or less... my life has always been that way...
I know I'm young, and I will survive, I tell that to myself everyday, despite my own heart's breaking down...
When I was about between 4 or 5 years old, I have always dreamt on how the life of being a nun would be like, I have always thought of the positive things, the way on how very close you would be with your Creator, and how very pure you would be... I was already aware of the deep consequences but never did think of any arguments against my thought.
And from the past days of my life, I knew that I would love to be a commitment to God, for no longer would I have to suffer any longer about the past... No matter how many times I try to forget about the present, or if I ever succeeded, I know that the pain will ALWAYS be there... No matter what I do, I will have to stay strong... And I know I would have to raise my chin up high to survive and say... "I am a smart and strong person"...
Alas, I still can't avoid the omens that God has given me... All of them quite quite bitter.
Through the past week, i asked Him togive me one of His holy signs to help me decide on my damned life...
I saw the sign on an early Tuesday morning, during a class... Somehow I was excused due to my uncanny handicap, and I had to learn the omen in a very soft yet sleak stab in the stomach.
I was there in a very cool corner by my whole classmate's right side, being quiet and observant, my eyes were a blur, and I could hardly think of anything else, but my eyes and my actions have revealed my messages...
My eyes were full of longing, my cheeks were flushed and my heart was in a frenzy...
I whispered to the bitter breeze while knowing the fact that nobody would be able to console me how I want them to... I was selfish... I deeply knew I was a pure Gunther inside and out... I asked forgiveness from Him for my useless and foolish venom, but not without saying the soft yet meaning ful words...
...
"... Who knew that I would be losing my dignity so soon...?"
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
The Whole New Belief
I'm very sorry everyone for not really updating, well you wouldn't really blame me when I tell you that I was so busy campaigning.... But oh well, I guess it wouldn't make a good excuse anyway...
Anyway, without further ado, let's get on with the post...
After visiting the Anti Cyber Bullying site, I knew that me and my "oneesan" wouldn't have anything other to say to each other so I closed the window and got back to being alone with the sweet savor of bytes in the internet...
But then I was greeted by that "swoosh" tone that signalled me of another Instant Message from a friend, apparently, it was another Group message from oneesan. The message was a question from her asking if somehow the people knew any bookstores where they have the Biblial book of Satanism available, and within the message, a link alla bout the term "Satanism". I hesitantly answered her, unsure of my choices of stores; to my embarressing attempt in givingher any information about the said product, she replied back saying that she tried checking products in that particular store, but found none. So I apologized to her and proceeded to the link attached to the message... As I read the whole introduction of Satanism, it gave me a whole new perspective of things, although I am still faithful to my Christian religion, Satanism, as I recall, says that the belief is not entirely "evil" or "dark" at all, but rather the whole opposite of a new perspective.
When I was clear of the whole subject, I immediately got attached to it, and asked for more info from oneesan, I told her that it really gave me a new look into "evil" and made me even grow more comfortable to my present chatmate. I haven't gotten the chance to thank her yet, to thank her for giving me a mental whack on my head that made me wake up and look at the other side of the whole world we call Earth...
Even throughout the whole conversation, I have realized that I had another converstaion with oneesan, only I grew to like her even more and she gained my total admiration and pure respect... However...
...at the same time, I felt the atmosphere around me tense up as I can feel myself out of words to type... So our talk seemed to end in a short matter of minutes, only to lead another topic in another widow, only, much more personal...
Anyway, without further ado, let's get on with the post...
After visiting the Anti Cyber Bullying site, I knew that me and my "oneesan" wouldn't have anything other to say to each other so I closed the window and got back to being alone with the sweet savor of bytes in the internet...
But then I was greeted by that "swoosh" tone that signalled me of another Instant Message from a friend, apparently, it was another Group message from oneesan. The message was a question from her asking if somehow the people knew any bookstores where they have the Biblial book of Satanism available, and within the message, a link alla bout the term "Satanism". I hesitantly answered her, unsure of my choices of stores; to my embarressing attempt in givingher any information about the said product, she replied back saying that she tried checking products in that particular store, but found none. So I apologized to her and proceeded to the link attached to the message... As I read the whole introduction of Satanism, it gave me a whole new perspective of things, although I am still faithful to my Christian religion, Satanism, as I recall, says that the belief is not entirely "evil" or "dark" at all, but rather the whole opposite of a new perspective.
When I was clear of the whole subject, I immediately got attached to it, and asked for more info from oneesan, I told her that it really gave me a new look into "evil" and made me even grow more comfortable to my present chatmate. I haven't gotten the chance to thank her yet, to thank her for giving me a mental whack on my head that made me wake up and look at the other side of the whole world we call Earth...
Even throughout the whole conversation, I have realized that I had another converstaion with oneesan, only I grew to like her even more and she gained my total admiration and pure respect... However...
...at the same time, I felt the atmosphere around me tense up as I can feel myself out of words to type... So our talk seemed to end in a short matter of minutes, only to lead another topic in another widow, only, much more personal...
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Moving Without Hesitation
As usual, I was online that night, seeing that I had a lot of my friends online, I've decided not to stay invisible (since the most bothersome person I know is offline) and started to wait for people to be informed of my presence. Although I was waiting so long for others to "break the ice", a window suddenly popped up in the laptop's screen...
"Huh? Its oneesan? (big sister)" I said startled by the sudden "pop" but what the screen showed from oneesan was that had the words "CYBERBULLIES" and within those other words, was a link of a site about more information of the aforementioned word. When I opened it, it mentioned about "cyberbullies" like somewhat to me, like an abuse of some sort using the internet as a tool for their sinister plots. Such as abusing other people with images or threatening words to innocent people. As I read on, I become utterly interested and jumped up to my seat and began drabbling on and on to myself about ill-treated adults and teens.
As I read the whole page, I decided to have a casual chat to my oneesan who happens to be my idol about this sort of matter, she told me that she also had a support group and I really want to join to benefit for the whole community to inform about this crime and series of blackmail. so for all these interested to join the support group, just go to my list of links and click on the first label...
Because of that site and my oneesan, I become encouraged to also help my own environment! That is why, for all those cyberbullies out there, please be conscious on what your doing, because even if this must be pleasure for you to torture
Please remember, Maria, Jesus and Our dear Lord are watching over us... Don't do this, you still have a future.
That was why I was so thankful into being online that day... not only did it give me an oppurtunity to be even closer to my own honest idol, but to be even inspired... Which is why I want to share the inspiring messages coming from her on the next upcoming posts. Thank you oneesan!
"Huh? Its oneesan? (big sister)" I said startled by the sudden "pop" but what the screen showed from oneesan was that had the words "CYBERBULLIES" and within those other words, was a link of a site about more information of the aforementioned word. When I opened it, it mentioned about "cyberbullies" like somewhat to me, like an abuse of some sort using the internet as a tool for their sinister plots. Such as abusing other people with images or threatening words to innocent people. As I read on, I become utterly interested and jumped up to my seat and began drabbling on and on to myself about ill-treated adults and teens.
As I read the whole page, I decided to have a casual chat to my oneesan who happens to be my idol about this sort of matter, she told me that she also had a support group and I really want to join to benefit for the whole community to inform about this crime and series of blackmail. so for all these interested to join the support group, just go to my list of links and click on the first label...
Because of that site and my oneesan, I become encouraged to also help my own environment! That is why, for all those cyberbullies out there, please be conscious on what your doing, because even if this must be pleasure for you to torture
Please remember, Maria, Jesus and Our dear Lord are watching over us... Don't do this, you still have a future.
That was why I was so thankful into being online that day... not only did it give me an oppurtunity to be even closer to my own honest idol, but to be even inspired... Which is why I want to share the inspiring messages coming from her on the next upcoming posts. Thank you oneesan!
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
What the!? (Sorry,I can't think of a good title *bows*)
mmmm mcdjxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxs- wow, what a start of a post... (note: this was typed by my baby brother, Brad) well anyway, this post would be a bit of a rush, since I want to get back playing with a new video game my siblings and I got from our dear aunt and uncle who just came back from Canada... (dancing in the room waving the Canadian National flag and singing Canada's national anthem)
*I excuse myself before I go even further about imports and gifts from other countries just to say, if this offends you, please look away from monitor and close this window before I hear whining and cries from my ever-annoying conscience*
Well anyway, my aunt and uncle also brought back the miracle baby in the whole Gabrillo family, JOHN RYAN, who was born premature but was blessed by our Dear Lord to get cured and stay healthy with a good manner of growing and was grown up with a healthy weight and height...
Aside from my cousin who was brought to the Philippines, here are other things being brought to me and my dear family...
*I excuse myself before I go even further about imports and gifts from other countries just to say, if this offends you, please look away from monitor and close this window before I hear whining and cries from my ever-annoying conscience*
Well anyway, my aunt and uncle also brought back the miracle baby in the whole Gabrillo family, JOHN RYAN, who was born premature but was blessed by our Dear Lord to get cured and stay healthy with a good manner of growing and was grown up with a healthy weight and height...
Aside from my cousin who was brought to the Philippines, here are other things being brought to me and my dear family...
- 2 packs of imported chips ahoy! (my favorite kind)
- 1 pack of chips ahoy! (that's with chunky chocolate chips, I love cookies!)
- 1 advanced game boy with the Flushed Away game installed for my siblings and I
- a bunch of chocolates
- a Bratz doll for my dear younger sister
- a Doodle Expert for my youngest sibling and youngest brother
- a bunch of towels... for me... (nope, I'm not complaining)
- 10 packs of Pringles the large kind
- and a belt for my dad
That's all for the goodies they have given us, and their other daughter, Abegail, who was left back here in the Philippines, is going to celebrate her birthday! In Baguio, the summer capital of the World, this upcoming Friday, I would have to keep my fingers crossed to hope if I can come because of the darn elections, but if my family won't come, I have an alternate plan as well... hehe I'm not telling!
I don't know about others but I say, other countries rule! I love imported goods! Hehe! But that doesn't make any difference between local goods, itsgreat too!
That's all bye! Don't forget to tag me!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Me? Why am I the Model Student?
Since you know about Andro, its my turn to post... Well last week, I've heard from my class that I was the Model Student for the whole Sophomore class!
At first I thought what they said was a joke. Then when I saw my class adviser congratulating me, I thought it was a dream come true... All my classmates finally showed me true success and they showed that they really cared about my achievement as well. I felt like nothing had really happened but I was really thankful, but what I realized that to be really a good service to the whole humanity, was to be a man of values...
Because that will be the representation of my award, I have succeded being a efficient and humble service to my alma mater dear. But still I have questioned myself, "What can I do more for my Alma Mater?"
That my dear reader, you must seek the most honest answer from your dear heart and soul...
So that is it for my post, I know its kinda boring, but can you have the heart to tag me at least? I promise to make it even better in the next post with Andro!!!
At first I thought what they said was a joke. Then when I saw my class adviser congratulating me, I thought it was a dream come true... All my classmates finally showed me true success and they showed that they really cared about my achievement as well. I felt like nothing had really happened but I was really thankful, but what I realized that to be really a good service to the whole humanity, was to be a man of values...
Because that will be the representation of my award, I have succeded being a efficient and humble service to my alma mater dear. But still I have questioned myself, "What can I do more for my Alma Mater?"
That my dear reader, you must seek the most honest answer from your dear heart and soul...
So that is it for my post, I know its kinda boring, but can you have the heart to tag me at least? I promise to make it even better in the next post with Andro!!!
Saturday, March 24, 2007
What's Wrong With Milk?
I've written this post with writer's block because somebody keeps on telling me to post my blog... which pisses me off... Well anyway, here's the post I have promised you about me and my dearst brother Andro... If you want to save it or anything at all, you can copy and paste it to your e-mail for a joke, but please tag me on what you think of it.
Hi, I'm Andro, and my life sucks... I am now 13 years of age, 13... hm, thirteen years of torture and the continuous teasing from my younger sisters and the oother old hags... But what I really like about my only dear sis is the fact she gives me the most delicious beverage of all... Straight from Alaska, a fresh, healthful and yummy bottle of milk...sigh... why can't people understand my irreplaceable sensation for this beverage... No, I don't have a mental problem... FinE! I don't care! As long as me and my sis have milk...
Ever since, I got over my other addiction for "defrosted chicken", seems like my life has improved...
Well, I have no choice but to blab some more because my way of telling my liking for milk is kinda strange for you all, so if you all dn't mind, I'm going to sing in my female voice now... hm-mm... lalalalalalalalalaajajajajajajajajajajajakakakakakakakakakakakaka(cough) (choke)...
that's the end of this episode for Andro, I promise tomorrow it'll be better, so keep tuning in!
Hi, I'm Andro, and my life sucks... I am now 13 years of age, 13... hm, thirteen years of torture and the continuous teasing from my younger sisters and the oother old hags... But what I really like about my only dear sis is the fact she gives me the most delicious beverage of all... Straight from Alaska, a fresh, healthful and yummy bottle of milk...sigh... why can't people understand my irreplaceable sensation for this beverage... No, I don't have a mental problem... FinE! I don't care! As long as me and my sis have milk...
Ever since, I got over my other addiction for "defrosted chicken", seems like my life has improved...
Well, I have no choice but to blab some more because my way of telling my liking for milk is kinda strange for you all, so if you all dn't mind, I'm going to sing in my female voice now... hm-mm... lalalalalalalalalaajajajajajajajajajajajakakakakakakakakakakakaka(cough) (choke)...
that's the end of this episode for Andro, I promise tomorrow it'll be better, so keep tuning in!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
a Normal Day...
Wow! In this whole week of March I gladly declare, "Appreciation for Musiv for Me Week". Wherein in this week, I have appreciated and welcomed new types of music and great bands or singers too. From rock songs to old songs, I have welcomed all! So here are the results of my top 5 songs from my music choices and singers:
- Famous Last Words by My Chemical Romance
- At 17 by Sitti Navarro
- This Ain't a Scene, its An Arms Race by Fall Out Boy
- Magbalik by Callalily
- I belong to Me by Jessica Simpson
You could notice that I have picked up variouis type of songs from different types of music such as Pop, R&B, Rock and Bossa Nova. (spread the love!)
In other news, my dearest alter ego, Andro Tamayo, who apparently is very close to me has come back from his "Defrosted Chicken Therapy" in guam, thanks to my dear friend, Jennie Lin, who sent him packing to a wonderful (sarcastic), safe (sarcastic) trip to the country, guam.
I missed the days when we would share stories or share laughs and ideas, thank you very much, brother Andro...
I'm so glad your cured...
By the way more true tales abut me and my dear Andro will be posted in my blog for your entertainment... Don't forget to tag me in my tagboard!!!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Today was The most Boring Yet Greatest Day so far this Week...
this day started with a frustrating flag ceremony (as usual) with an odd twist in starting classes, except this week, there are no classes at all... We watched our project, in the audio visual room with a weird feeling starting in my stomach... A feeling that our project was a disaster, (this project is wherein when our section had to act out Noli Me Tangere by Jose Rizal in camera) and it turned out my intuition was right.. The other section's project was okay except for the fact where there had been a lot of cuts and missibng scenes from the story in their project, thus, making both of the section's problems in their projects quite the equal and opposite...
Darwin- complete scenes, not good enough acting
Copernicus- incomplete scenes, good acting
and makes Henry "Idol" Vargas of II-Copernicus the comic relief of the whole 2nd Year...
Which leads from this, a boring day... Since what I promised you all a poem about a cookie, here it is and do comment in my tagboard... thank you very much...
My Garnet Value
Although I've seen you for just a tiny moment,
My heart can't stop beating for you
The dark shade of your handsome body,
The sweet path when you cross my way...
Can't you please part with me?
I cannot hold it inside, the pain and the tears you made me feel...
Can't you understand that I have my own heart and soul?
You poison me with your sweet taste of your lips,
You lock me up in chains, That are unbearble to ignore...
Your sweet personality, inside being so mysterious... make me want to want you even more
Your as valuable as a jewel, so carved with utter care and cautiosness...
Like a garnet never brittling, you stay as strong and calm...
But isn't there a way you cold leave me be?
Let me live my life and let me go...
For I am an angel who fell for your devilish trap....
Your the most apptizing thing I've met...
Your a
Darwin- complete scenes, not good enough acting
Copernicus- incomplete scenes, good acting
and makes Henry "Idol" Vargas of II-Copernicus the comic relief of the whole 2nd Year...
Which leads from this, a boring day... Since what I promised you all a poem about a cookie, here it is and do comment in my tagboard... thank you very much...
My Garnet Value
Although I've seen you for just a tiny moment,
My heart can't stop beating for you
The dark shade of your handsome body,
The sweet path when you cross my way...
Can't you please part with me?
I cannot hold it inside, the pain and the tears you made me feel...
Can't you understand that I have my own heart and soul?
You poison me with your sweet taste of your lips,
You lock me up in chains, That are unbearble to ignore...
Your sweet personality, inside being so mysterious... make me want to want you even more
Your as valuable as a jewel, so carved with utter care and cautiosness...
Like a garnet never brittling, you stay as strong and calm...
But isn't there a way you cold leave me be?
Let me live my life and let me go...
For I am an angel who fell for your devilish trap....
Your the most apptizing thing I've met...
Your a
...COOKIE...
Monday, March 19, 2007
What's up with Completion Week!?
Today, I declare," Jeco is doodling with my help day" because he's always drawing in his pad paper trrying to be "inspired" by my sister's and my drawings..
Another thing I hate of this week is because we don't get to wear civilian and we can't be absent yet!!!!
but according to my friend, Alora, she would announce this as, "People saying F**** Day", hehehe, which makes me laugh! anyway, Pats gave me a cookie today and it tasted good! Scratch that, GREAT!!!After that, I kind of feel addictive to it.... I want more cookies!!!! And cotton candy!!!
That's why I want to say thank you to Pats for the most delicious cookie! In the next post, I'm going to make a poem about the cookies she gave me!!!
Now I have to practice my drawing skills! Take care, guys!
Another thing I hate of this week is because we don't get to wear civilian and we can't be absent yet!!!!
but according to my friend, Alora, she would announce this as, "People saying F**** Day", hehehe, which makes me laugh! anyway, Pats gave me a cookie today and it tasted good! Scratch that, GREAT!!!After that, I kind of feel addictive to it.... I want more cookies!!!! And cotton candy!!!
That's why I want to say thank you to Pats for the most delicious cookie! In the next post, I'm going to make a poem about the cookies she gave me!!!
Now I have to practice my drawing skills! Take care, guys!
Saturday, March 17, 2007
The People Around Me...
Its a Sunday morning here... And these days, I've been using YM without my father's awareness... Hahahahaha! Seriously, Because of YM and FF.net, I have a lot of great eople that I met... Some people who I count on, My friends that could always accept me, their always there for me! But the thing is, they live far away from me, but still, they are very special to me, because of them, they made me feel much more myself, they made me realize that I could be goofy all the time... They make me feel special and they are too.
Because during school, most of the time, I feel like an OUTCAST, most of the time, people around me would push me around, especially the popular people in my class, but if the class is all together, they would be okay... But individually, they let me suffer inside... They tease me, one of my best friends backstab me, that's why I sometimes hate II-Darwin... They sometimes discourage me on what I like doing... And all I could do is stand aside...Let them tease me...
That's why I want to thank all my friends in FF.net. The following are my best sisters in the whole wide world... The people who I consider very special in my heart...
Ghia
Jwinkee
Keyk-chan
Soldiette
Mina-chan
Rayne
Lyn
Jieru
Sian
Keiko-chan
I want to thank them...
Because during school, most of the time, I feel like an OUTCAST, most of the time, people around me would push me around, especially the popular people in my class, but if the class is all together, they would be okay... But individually, they let me suffer inside... They tease me, one of my best friends backstab me, that's why I sometimes hate II-Darwin... They sometimes discourage me on what I like doing... And all I could do is stand aside...Let them tease me...
That's why I want to thank all my friends in FF.net. The following are my best sisters in the whole wide world... The people who I consider very special in my heart...
Ghia
Jwinkee
Keyk-chan
Soldiette
Mina-chan
Rayne
Lyn
Jieru
Sian
Keiko-chan
I want to thank them...
Friday, March 16, 2007
Wanted: Summer Vacation Memories
As long I have lived, I have experienced a lot in my II-Darwin section...
I shall never forget the laughs, the tears, and I will never forget our section's success and record breaking history when we held a very close neck-to-neck record during our A.C.O., a school event, between our section and III-Edison into getting our chance of winning the ocer-all champions by just 3 points...
I remember so well when we would all be scolded by our dear adviser and teachers to just shut our mouth and listen to their unbearable and boring lectures. I remember it so well, I don't even feel like the school year has ended at all.
Not only did this section of mine give me memories that will never be foirgotten, but also gave me the feeling of what a second family can give so much love and care (although I may not be in good terms with others). They also taught me how to learn from my (and their) mistakes. seeing that we are not perfect at all and that we are all unique and special beings created from our Dear Lord Himself.
But what I think is the most important thing they have taught me throughout the whole schoolyear was when they made me feel that I belonged. Although I may not have been that close with throught the past years, they never fail to make me laugh or cry with them, they trust me, and I trust them. They really make me feel accepted for the first time when I am with them, which you could tell by the way when I am always seen together with my whole and wonderful family, my II-DARWIN
There is no chance I won't miss them throughout my whole summer vacation... Because I am already missing them right this very moment...
I shall never forget the laughs, the tears, and I will never forget our section's success and record breaking history when we held a very close neck-to-neck record during our A.C.O., a school event, between our section and III-Edison into getting our chance of winning the ocer-all champions by just 3 points...
I remember so well when we would all be scolded by our dear adviser and teachers to just shut our mouth and listen to their unbearable and boring lectures. I remember it so well, I don't even feel like the school year has ended at all.
Not only did this section of mine give me memories that will never be foirgotten, but also gave me the feeling of what a second family can give so much love and care (although I may not be in good terms with others). They also taught me how to learn from my (and their) mistakes. seeing that we are not perfect at all and that we are all unique and special beings created from our Dear Lord Himself.
But what I think is the most important thing they have taught me throughout the whole schoolyear was when they made me feel that I belonged. Although I may not have been that close with throught the past years, they never fail to make me laugh or cry with them, they trust me, and I trust them. They really make me feel accepted for the first time when I am with them, which you could tell by the way when I am always seen together with my whole and wonderful family, my II-DARWIN
There is no chance I won't miss them throughout my whole summer vacation... Because I am already missing them right this very moment...
My Pink Fluffy Cloud
hohohohoho! I'm going to finally update woohoo! (suffering inside, I was forced to do this by my so-called best friend, Patz)
Well anyway, my idea for this post was to give you alla stupid, useless poem... Kindly tag me and please tell me what you think of it!
My Pink Fluffy Cloud
by: yours truly
Your fluffy texture...
The glistening light colors you have all around,
The mesmerizing sparkles every time I touch you
Your beautiful eyes, so shy when you look at me;
You hypnotize me with your sweet scent trailing...
Why can't you see that I yearn for you so much?
The sweet attitude of yours makes me so tolerant;
So addictive that it makes me want to see you more...
Each day, everyday, you haunt me with dreams of the times we've had
Although I'm aware of all the consequences if I am with you,
I still can't help myself but sink into your filling
the oh so sweet flavor, filling every space of my whole miserable heart
You never did fail to make me full of pleasure and happiness whenever I am with you
That is why I never regret...
the way you look at me
the way i look at you
I could see for myself that I am in love with you
the way when your so sof to feel
And the way you have the flawless texture covering your inner soul
Most especially the way when you could melt through my mouth
Well anyway, my idea for this post was to give you alla stupid, useless poem... Kindly tag me and please tell me what you think of it!
My Pink Fluffy Cloud
by: yours truly
Your fluffy texture...
The glistening light colors you have all around,
The mesmerizing sparkles every time I touch you
Your beautiful eyes, so shy when you look at me;
You hypnotize me with your sweet scent trailing...
Why can't you see that I yearn for you so much?
The sweet attitude of yours makes me so tolerant;
So addictive that it makes me want to see you more...
Each day, everyday, you haunt me with dreams of the times we've had
Although I'm aware of all the consequences if I am with you,
I still can't help myself but sink into your filling
the oh so sweet flavor, filling every space of my whole miserable heart
You never did fail to make me full of pleasure and happiness whenever I am with you
That is why I never regret...
the way you look at me
the way i look at you
I could see for myself that I am in love with you
the way when your so sof to feel
And the way you have the flawless texture covering your inner soul
Most especially the way when you could melt through my mouth
... I'm addicted to you...
...I love you...
...My dear sweet...
COTTON CANDY
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
The A.C.O, and all of that...
The A.C.O has gone well, and the thing is I backed out on the dancing thing and Jennie replaced me... Well I was feeling great anyway...
Then days passed and the A.C.O. was finally here and the Academics were first... And my part was first too... I was like so panicking!!!! And I thought I would lose or something... But I actually did have a place in the end that was the first academic award in my whole High school life I've ever had! I'm so proud that I contributed something for my own little section the II-Darwin, I'm so proud...
Awards are finally here, and we were only 3 points behind the winning section! That was so close! We thought that we would win and at the same time, breaking a record, but then, when I realized it... We actually did win and make a record at the same time...
GO DARWIN, DARWIN, GO!!! GO DARWIN, DARWIN GO!!!
Then days passed and the A.C.O. was finally here and the Academics were first... And my part was first too... I was like so panicking!!!! And I thought I would lose or something... But I actually did have a place in the end that was the first academic award in my whole High school life I've ever had! I'm so proud that I contributed something for my own little section the II-Darwin, I'm so proud...
Awards are finally here, and we were only 3 points behind the winning section! That was so close! We thought that we would win and at the same time, breaking a record, but then, when I realized it... We actually did win and make a record at the same time...
GO DARWIN, DARWIN, GO!!! GO DARWIN, DARWIN GO!!!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
No! The Torture of Dancing!!!
Okay, I'm a bad person, I haven't posted in my blog for a long time and I'm sorry for not, it's just because I've been so busy these days I don't have time to post and my father has forbid me to use internet at home. So here I am typing away in an internet cafe... i'm beside my friend Jennie, who's really into the color GREEN... She also loves Harry Potter and is also writing a fan fiction about it. But she can't let me read the thiurd chapter!!! She's so mean!!! I just love her new story!!! I also have a fanfiction, but it's anime and I have barely anytime to post it at all... sigh... Anyway, this post is not really about writing fanfictions and stuff, I'm here to post about our extra curricular activity... It's called the Academic Cultural Olympics and I can't believe I'm joining!!!
I don't really want to join 'coz I don't really want to join in anything there except one quiz in the academics, and that was General Info. and I really like it... But the thing is I had to join something in CULTURAL TOO!!!!! And I'm going to be dancing!!! I hate it!!! Well I like it only about 0.1% that is... But when I tried to tell my adviser that I don't want to join, she refused... and said I was good anyway...
Am I good at dancing? An anonymous friend said that I dance like Hannah Montana... (NO WAY!!!!)
Guess I have to go now, don't worry guys, I'll post soon... maybe... (smirk)
I don't really want to join 'coz I don't really want to join in anything there except one quiz in the academics, and that was General Info. and I really like it... But the thing is I had to join something in CULTURAL TOO!!!!! And I'm going to be dancing!!! I hate it!!! Well I like it only about 0.1% that is... But when I tried to tell my adviser that I don't want to join, she refused... and said I was good anyway...
Am I good at dancing? An anonymous friend said that I dance like Hannah Montana... (NO WAY!!!!)
Guess I have to go now, don't worry guys, I'll post soon... maybe... (smirk)
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