From your perspiration
But this limitation
Leads to broken nation
The gray temptation
And the dark intention
The cruel recession
My imagination
From your perspiration
But this limitation
Leads to broken nation
The gray temptation
And the dark intention
The cruel recession
My imagination
Bonne Anniversaire
Tuesday, November 3, 2009 5:16 PM
Tuesday, November 3, 2009 5:16 PM
I've always wondered what my sixteenth living year would be like. Then it turned out to be this...
I ended up having no cake at all. Receiving no gifts, just mere greetings. It does not matter, as long as someone remembers, I'll be fine, won't I? Besides, I didn't plan on celebrating at all, as every birthday seems to be hell for me.
So, instead, we headed over to Sam's crib and there we, us girls and Sam, toasted our way to tipsy-land. Ha. At least I didn't get drunk, I forgot to bring my medicine and all. I could have had a heart attack right there and then! Literally!
I apologize for such crappy photos and crappy writing.
See those strips of sharpened blades over there? Those are real katana. They're Sam's! I wonder if I could ever own one? Err, no, I don't think so. But my dagger collection would do just fine! I adore sharp objects, just so you know.
So there, you had a grip on what my day's been like.
For everyone, thank you so much for bothering to greet me! I didn't expect those!
I'm in a hurry.
I ended up having no cake at all. Receiving no gifts, just mere greetings. It does not matter, as long as someone remembers, I'll be fine, won't I? Besides, I didn't plan on celebrating at all, as every birthday seems to be hell for me.
So, instead, we headed over to Sam's crib and there we, us girls and Sam, toasted our way to tipsy-land. Ha. At least I didn't get drunk, I forgot to bring my medicine and all. I could have had a heart attack right there and then! Literally!
I apologize for such crappy photos and crappy writing.
See those strips of sharpened blades over there? Those are real katana. They're Sam's! I wonder if I could ever own one? Err, no, I don't think so. But my dagger collection would do just fine! I adore sharp objects, just so you know.
So there, you had a grip on what my day's been like.
For everyone, thank you so much for bothering to greet me! I didn't expect those!
I'm in a hurry.
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pestilential
Monday, October 12, 2009 6:04 PM
Monday, October 12, 2009 6:04 PM
These photos are captured using my digicam. Ha. Crappy, eh?
For the past few months, people have been aware about the swine flu thingie. Everybody became cautious and rules are strictly implemented for the sake of our health.
Ha. Remember the last trip I had? I mean, it's not really a trip or tour or something. We were to perform in Hong Kong. Ballet.
Ha. Friggin' noodles. We didn't make it. I mean, we were held at the airport and my sister and I ended up isolated in Princess Margaret Hospital! Oh dear.
What the #%@# has happened to my potato chips!?
Cathay Pacific does know what my favorite music is!
I look fat!? Well, anyway, we stayed on that room for like, weeks. After the result, (it was negative, of course!) we just rush outta there, our government paid for the bills, and bam we're home.
Ha ha. You don't get to see automatic hospital beds like this way back home. Except for errr the most expensive extravagant highly-technological jitshit hospitals at home!
Ha. I tried to stop myself but I can't help it! I love this toilet flush! I even flushed using my ear one time. Silly. Silly. But I was sooo damn bored!
I'm kinda err... not used to that. You know, it's already 7.30 P.M. but the sun is just about to sink. Here in my place, 7 P.M. is way past our curfew!
So yeah, we wasted our time in Hong Kong. Nothing happened, really. Except for the fact that my face was all over the newspaper... err, it wasn't really a nice shot. And the other fact that we rode the ambulance! It was my very first time to ride one! Ha ha.
Right! Crappy writing. Stupid, stupid. I lost my internet connection at home so boom I'm using free Wi-fi. See ya!
For the past few months, people have been aware about the swine flu thingie. Everybody became cautious and rules are strictly implemented for the sake of our health.
Ha. Remember the last trip I had? I mean, it's not really a trip or tour or something. We were to perform in Hong Kong. Ballet.
Ha. Friggin' noodles. We didn't make it. I mean, we were held at the airport and my sister and I ended up isolated in Princess Margaret Hospital! Oh dear.
What the #%@# has happened to my potato chips!?
Cathay Pacific does know what my favorite music is!
I look fat!? Well, anyway, we stayed on that room for like, weeks. After the result, (it was negative, of course!) we just rush outta there, our government paid for the bills, and bam we're home.
Ha ha. You don't get to see automatic hospital beds like this way back home. Except for errr the most expensive extravagant highly-technological jitshit hospitals at home!
So we really are that contagious eh?
Ha. I tried to stop myself but I can't help it! I love this toilet flush! I even flushed using my ear one time. Silly. Silly. But I was sooo damn bored!
I'm kinda err... not used to that. You know, it's already 7.30 P.M. but the sun is just about to sink. Here in my place, 7 P.M. is way past our curfew!
So yeah, we wasted our time in Hong Kong. Nothing happened, really. Except for the fact that my face was all over the newspaper... err, it wasn't really a nice shot. And the other fact that we rode the ambulance! It was my very first time to ride one! Ha ha.
Right! Crappy writing. Stupid, stupid. I lost my internet connection at home so boom I'm using free Wi-fi. See ya!
Labels: Empyrean, Moi, Mortals, Paraphernalia
cataclysm
Friday, October 2, 2009 4:40 PM
Friday, October 2, 2009 4:40 PM
No picture for today.
Typhoon Pepeng (Parma) is on its way to wreck our lives.
Let... let us prepare for the worst.
Sigh. Newspapers keep on reminding us to brace ourselves. We're not gonna die, are we? I mean, we don't deserve it, do we? Nobody does. We haven't even recovered from the previous downfall. Now, another wave of catastrophe is armed to leave us crawling headless!
As I have said on my tweet, Typhoon Pepeng stinks. It should sink in a rathole! Or... some god out there could create a large sinkhole so the flood will drain away. Sigh.
Filipinos, back to zero. Back to start. What!? Yes, that's too bad. But we could do nothing about it. I'm really worried about my family. We live in a flat for cloud's sake! And Category 5 typhoons could knock a building down! Shikes. The very thought gives me chills.
Please, everybody, be careful.
Seriously, I wanted to make myself useful. See if I could help anyone. But all I did was join some help-the-Ondoy-victims cause in facebook! As if it would be any help! Now I realiize, I needed some help, too.
Electricity will shut down later. Before 8 PM? Oh... I don't want to think!
I'm worried about everybody. And I won't be seeing him for days!
I should be worried about him. We're friends, aren't we? And friends worry about each other. No seriously, I'm worried. About me, my family. About him. About everybody. I just... I wanna cry!
Wait... I'm strong, aren't I? I'm strong. I'M STRONG. We are strong!
Typhoon Pepeng (Parma) is on its way to wreck our lives.
Let... let us prepare for the worst.
Sigh. Newspapers keep on reminding us to brace ourselves. We're not gonna die, are we? I mean, we don't deserve it, do we? Nobody does. We haven't even recovered from the previous downfall. Now, another wave of catastrophe is armed to leave us crawling headless!
As I have said on my tweet, Typhoon Pepeng stinks. It should sink in a rathole! Or... some god out there could create a large sinkhole so the flood will drain away. Sigh.
Filipinos, back to zero. Back to start. What!? Yes, that's too bad. But we could do nothing about it. I'm really worried about my family. We live in a flat for cloud's sake! And Category 5 typhoons could knock a building down! Shikes. The very thought gives me chills.
Please, everybody, be careful.
Seriously, I wanted to make myself useful. See if I could help anyone. But all I did was join some help-the-Ondoy-victims cause in facebook! As if it would be any help! Now I realiize, I needed some help, too.
Electricity will shut down later. Before 8 PM? Oh... I don't want to think!
I'm worried about everybody. And I won't be seeing him for days!
I should be worried about him. We're friends, aren't we? And friends worry about each other. No seriously, I'm worried. About me, my family. About him. About everybody. I just... I wanna cry!
Wait... I'm strong, aren't I? I'm strong. I'M STRONG. We are strong!
deluvial
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 12:03 PM
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 12:03 PM
How would you describe the yesterday's tragedy? Was it... harsh? Well, for me, it's partly awesome! I mean, the adventure and stuff.
But wait, before I rejoice and mourn over my tsunami-ed things, let's see what the tropical storm has brought us.
As you see, we live in a flat. And we're on the top floor! Lucky for us, the water didn't reach us. But too bad, our neighbors living on the bottom floor were submerged and they failed to save their stuffs, the cars are everywhere, including ours. And my brother's. Woah. The whole village is submerged, as if a wave of tsunami passed through our country.
Okay, honestly, people were like "why the hell is she like that!?" when they saw me pose that way. Maybe I don't look too affected. So what if I was giddy that time? Ugh. What do they want me to do, cry over my brother's drowning car!?
I'm so sorry about my crappy writing. It's just so stupid. Stupid stupid!
But wait, before I rejoice and mourn over my tsunami-ed things, let's see what the tropical storm has brought us.
As you see, we live in a flat. And we're on the top floor! Lucky for us, the water didn't reach us. But too bad, our neighbors living on the bottom floor were submerged and they failed to save their stuffs, the cars are everywhere, including ours. And my brother's. Woah. The whole village is submerged, as if a wave of tsunami passed through our country.
Okay, honestly, people were like "why the hell is she like that!?" when they saw me pose that way. Maybe I don't look too affected. So what if I was giddy that time? Ugh. What do they want me to do, cry over my brother's drowning car!?
So, our supplies went short and we were forced to waddle our way out of the village to go buy some er... goods. (I hope they could still be called goods. I mean, look at all the mud! I'm sure the sari-sari store owners wants to jump and rejoice because of the good tidings for their business. Too bad most of their stocks were muddied.
So yeah, we returned home carrying all our needs: food, charcoal, chocolates for me. But dig this, every store is crammed with people hurrying themselves in!
Trust me, I'm not too happy at all. Outside, countless people were homeless and children needed medicine! Sigh, if only I could make myself useful. Well, I did do some help. I mean, jumping out of the veranda to save my stuffed toy is called help, right?
So yeah, we returned home carrying all our needs: food, charcoal, chocolates for me. But dig this, every store is crammed with people hurrying themselves in!
Speaking of which, I'm not a total drama queen. That's why diving in a pool of mud doesn't bother me. Frogs don't bother me at all. Even grasshoppers and beetles. I don't understand why girls scream like some guy is going to lift their skirt when they see some roachies taking a nice crawl outside their houses.
I'm so sorry about my crappy writing. It's just so stupid. Stupid stupid!
Eschewing
Wednesday, September 23, 2009 8:44 PM
Wednesday, September 23, 2009 8:44 PM
My friends will hyperventilate when they see this. They will. I know it.
I'm not staying for too long. I'm still working on an article, a questionaire, essay, sonnet, and written report for Physics.
Right, I did say before that I loathe chic lit. Well, not really loathe just err... hate it. Yeah, hate. Stop rolling your eyes, loathe and hate are different in one way. When you say loathe, you hate it with disgust. Compared to hate, if you hate it, you just do. Ha. I used to think chic lits are nonsense pieces of crap that I should shuffle away from. I mean, I don't find them electrifying. That is, until Shawn forced me to read one of Kinsella's novels.
Okay I admit it. I love it. I love her. The writing style is very convincing and so light. It took me a day to finish reading that one. Then I bought Shopaholic Takes Manhattan. Which took less than a day. And now I'm running my hands over her Remember Me? and The Undomestic Goddess. Oh great. What would I read first!?
Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist took me three days to finish. Yeah, I didn't like it that much. But the sense of humor is pretty much like Kinsella's. Like, "I told her to shit the door. I mean shut."
I'm thinking about ditching murder/mystery/thriller books for a while. Just a while.
P.S.
I'm so sorry for not posting any comments on your blogs. And not e-mailing you your sonnets. Sorry. Sorry. I'm really busy, I could hardly look at my blog. Yes, you see me online, but most of the time, it's not me who sits in front of the computer, or this laptop. It's my baby brother/sister. Lol. Kidding, he's a boy. But he likes er... dress-up games. And he's just four years old! Oh damn.
P.P.S.
Shit. I'm head over knees in love with asldjaslkd. Ohhhhh. I don't want this to happen!
Labels: Paraphernalia
Besotted
Saturday, September 19, 2009 7:42 PM
Saturday, September 19, 2009 7:42 PM
Like I have said, I feel like falling over... over him. It feels so weird. I mean, last year, I don't even know he exists. But now, things are getting different. Very different.
Before, I never get to see him during our break time. But now, it's his face I always see! It's perfectly irritating, but I liked it. Then I seem to like it even more. Now I'm craving for him!
Shit. I don't wanna blog about this at all. But I just can't help it!
Err yeah. I wanna crawl outta my cage so please never mind my heartless cursings.
Oh no! I'm not obsessed. Not yet.
Labels: Paraphernalia