Happy New Year!

I can't wait to see you all in one piece...

I can't wait to watch your bubly shape wander..

I can't wait to hear your voice babbles...

I can't wait to touch your face..

I can't wait to kiss your lips..

I can't wait to make you smile 8D

I miss you~

my cute little alcohol

hehehe~

These words might not be enough to fill your already filled heart

but I would just like you to know that...

I will never let go.

How did I miss everything?

Well, I was away from home drunk last Monday; and was grounded from using the net because I slept late making video clip in the oldest Windows Movie Maker in the planet... Yea, I sound so pretty bad and disobedient. I admit that. But I'll try to resist alcohol next year coz I was so wasted for hours the other night, which made me realize that am still alcoholically novice. And btw, my boastful 17year-old uncle was here I had to, as usual, tour him around the city, and all that freaking jazz, though I had fun hanging out with him coz he always made me laugh my ass out whenever he bragged about something…which was obviously untrue.

Today is cousin Paolo’s BIG DAY! Wow. He’s legal now, I wonder what he’s doing. He must be very happy. Hmm… I wish him all the best… I’m just so sorry because I cant upload the video clip on Facebook, as promised, coz FB can upload a video which is only 1mb something with a run-time of 20mins. The clip I made is 17.4mb though it's roughly 3mins only. Sad. But I’ll upload it on YouTube some other time cuz 8) Happy Birthday and have a good time :) Keep smiling. And I made the letters already… Hope you’ll like them…They're very very simple you don’t deserve to have them… I doubt if I’ll give it or not.

 Agaw A called last night. I am quite relieved to hear her voice. 

I'm still stinky today. Runs to take a bath 8D

 

"All alone in an empty room
nothing left but the memories of when I had my best friend
I don't know how we ended up here
I don't know but it's never been so clear
We made a mistake, dear.
And I see the broken glass in front of me
I see your shadow hangIng over me
and your face, I can see...

 Through the trees
I will find you;
I will heal the ruins left inside you
cuz I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathIng now...
until I'm set free.
Go quiet through the trees"

Ha ha ha ha~

I had fun last night, though I miss agaw anna and paolo. I've just finished reading their blog entries - Agaw anna posted an entry while agaw paolo, as he was, so lazy to sit and write his ass off...

My cousins and I went to church last night. It was so funny - we made a child cry without doing anything to her. So the mass was boring, as usual, although it freshened up my heart, and cleared my mind somehow. What's funnier? I went to church without "proper" clothes on: I wore short-pants with flip flops hahaha...

I quote pretty "What a weird costume." What? Did she say costume? hahahaha! Hey it wasn't my fault. They forced me to go over their place and even forced me to attend the mass...so i couldn't change.

SO PARTY:

Hala bira!

WRY! I only had 3 shots of the 

lamest vodka ever made.

 Did we just say "keso"?

Don't blame me, guys, please? :p

These are very sweet, in all fairness...

yum yum yum yum..

Obviously? The camera loves me...

 

Currently on the loose waiting for the 28th. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

I had fun last night 8D except having "blue balls"...

I'm in pretty's house atm. And god knows how disappointed I am: my aunt called around 12 noon, asking me to come over to have the spaghetti done. I was preparing it all right, until I noticed that the sauce was not enough. It was not enough...though it tasted fine...but it was not enough!!!

I am so happy because I have friends...

Agaw Anna called earlier this morning and thanks for that.... though i dunno if I can call you guys back coz I don't think I'd be home until tomorrow or the next day. We'll gonna spend Christmas here, or anywhere with the whole family...without drinks, of course...the absence of my sweet alcohol is just making me even thirsty.

 I love this shot.

 I HAVE A STOLEN SHOT!!!

Who could tell?

Then again, who could tell??

raw and unedited...

>Comments?

I am totally washed out today. I've been critically thinking about simple things which could either make me smile or make me laugh... I'd choose both. It's good to fall either way though. Just want to write today. (because PW is here jamming with my two biological cousins, pretty and justine) And I heard she said my name.. ugh.

On the other hand, I feel so ridiculous everytime Kuya Chubby wants to confess something...he said he'll tell me about it this Eve.

*goosebumps everywhere*

and now? Im waiting for a call... But I gotta go. Still have to take a bath and do something cute to stay cute! :P

And my aunt said the whole family is going to Tangub after their work, but I dont like to go with them. Not now when I have some things better left to do.

ME BABBLES ON LYRICS

“So you see, this world doesn’t matter to me.

 I’d give up all I have just to breathe the same air as you ‘til the day that I die…

I can’t take my eyes off of you…”

 –A Twist in my Story – Secondhand Serenade

Another boring day has come. It’s killing me softly but it has to be this way. I’m gonna be like this for two months this summer. And thinking about that really makes me jump off from a cliff, or drown myself in an unfathomable pool. It’s too early to tell. But I know that’s exactly what I’ll feel or, perhaps, do. I don’t know why I feel this way. The whole world seems to fit-in; its verity is shrinking behind my mind; and I feel so morosely breathing without your eyes, your face, your words, your everything. I am not like this before. I didn’t like to take permanent things seriously. But now it will be so hard to live if you don’t exist here in my life anymore.

“And I miss you more, whenever I think about you…” – Moment of Truth – FM Static

My mind is restless. The lyric explains everything. How I wish I could just go somewhere, hang around a little, and stab myself dead. Sounds cool, than think of someone who doesn’t even think of me, right? Okay. Truth is, I miss my cousins P and A. why are they making these letters btw :D  I wanted to have the coffee trip today, but cousin A has to go somewhere so it’s moved on the 28^th. ‘Til the 28^th guys!!!

“Maybe I know somewhere

deep in my soul that love never lasts.

And we've got to find other ways

to make it alone but keep a straight face.

And I've always lived like this,

 keeping a comfortable distance and up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm contented with loneliness.

Cause none of it was worth the risk.

Well you are the only exception.”

 – The Only Exception – Paramore

Yah I… I don’t know what’s up but you are the only exception to what I have been…had been… I come to thee…

For the finale:

“I am finding out that maybe I was wrong
That I've fallen down and I can't do this alone
Stay with me, this is what I need, please?

Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you
We could sing our own
But what would it be without you?

I am nothing now and it's been so long
Since I've heard the sound, the sound of my only hope
This time I will be listening

Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you
We could sing our own
But what would it be without you?

This heart, it beats, beats for only you
This heart, it beats, beats for only you

This heart, it beats, beats for only you
My heart is your's
This heart, it beats, beats for only you
My heart is your's”

- My Heart - Paramore

           

Waah I love this song today, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life. I am so bored. I have been screaming and making noises here, dragging my voiceless voice to its limits.

Currently on the loose thinking about doing something cool: I want to make a little, effortful _ _ _ _ for someone’s big day :) hope I can finish the whole thing…but I guess I can’t :(

Christmas Is Here!!!

Can I Spend It With You~

The more time passed by, the more I missed you.

YESTERDAY everything had been so boring? I don’t mean to hurt my aunt or anything. I just want to be honest. So we went to Eliberta Spring Resort in Mahayag, Molave, Zamboanga del Sur; an hour and a half travel from Ozamiz City; and I felt so bored and conscious. I haven’t been there though, but I fidgeted the moment I got inside the resort – there was no signal plus I saw several people watching behind my back. We arrived at the resort around 11am; grilled some meat pork and fish; took plenty of pictures; saw Alvin my Tour1 classmate and sir Marjun fresh grad COA faculty; and got iced up after plunging myself in the fresh water.

AFTERNOON we stopped by in Tangub City to fetch my grandma and had strolled around the plaza. Tedious, but nice.

LASTNIGHT my aunt was kinda bitchy. I was struggling to edit my blurred shots when she was snagging the laptop away from me. Add that she took one of my pillows for my grandma. NO WAAAY! I was totally fucked up. No not my pillow! CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT TWO FUCKING PILLOWS ON A SINGLE FUCKING BED! My grandma is sleeping in my room btw. No problem about that. (Except the pillow) Ill have it back. And I needed someone to talk to…

NOW there’s just a big question mark in my head, which is totally confusing… I know we’ve started this thing without a strong foundation(?)… and I know we can end it in just a snap of our fingers but I don’t really want that to happen… I really really don’t want to… because I love you already... And I feel so uncomfortable because you said that you dont like to have any relationships.

SO: I really did not txt you because you said you don’t like that, and it might like annoy you or something and I didn’t have signal, not even the faintest one.

 is this a garbage can? 

The white thing is the smoke, it's captured!!!

I love the smoke...

 My camera-freak cousin! HAHA

We understand eacher other simply because

we both are CAMERA-FREAKS!!!

yeah yea yea.. end of the show~LA SALLE

BAAAW~

|I LOVE YOU|

JUST WORDS (?)

THE SHEET CONTAINS: Can you define yourself well?

I bet you can’t. That’s what I’ve been thinking about.

There are just people who can’t control their personalities. Or let me just rephrase that sentence – There are just people who have weird personalities. Yes, too weird to be a friend of. But there’s nothing wrong about being weird, freak, jerk and a nerd in the most awful way. I can personally go with and befriend them. But it does not mean they can do whatever they want me to do beyond the line, and I dont stick my nose on their tails. Who are they to me? Who am I to them? If they don’t consider me as  a friend, then why should I fit myself to their awful, hideous, insensitive and inconsistent personality/manner/attitude? – They’re nothing!   

Obviously ranting, but indirectly whining.

Okay. I had fun last Friday night to Saturday dawn. Haha I cant forget that night.

ATM -

 It does look like a cross, doesn't it?

So it's a cross...it's pinned on the wall

 Just look at the rays... I love it. Minus the people

Not a good shot but i like the droplets..

 

 Zoom it in! You'll see droplets freeze! 8D

only if the image quality is not decreased

Okay. I've 5 shots of this thumbler...

The lights came from the built-in flash. I shot this infront of a mirror.

It looks good - soft and composed

minus the blurred stickers on the mirror and 

the orange thing (a secret)

It has always been me.

And I've got plenty of pics like this...

And I hate that camera already.

Currently on the loose with my agaw and sometimes with some friends doing cool "trips" - foods, movies, music, liquor, poker && discovering mooree... If I feel like going inside the cubicle, I will. But I don't think I like to, atm, because the cubicle made me feel like awful. BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE INSIDE ARE AWFUL IN NATURE.

SENSES

There I see

the unwinding journey

the undying hope...

There I feel,

the throbbing pain

the growing heartache...

There I touch,

the comforting heat

the pleasing cold...

There I taste,

the soothing hunger

the satisfying thirst...

There I smell

the seducing scent

the trending aroma...

There I hear

the tearing melody

the exciling tune...

There my heart

there it parts...

There my life

there it falls apart...

This ain't my camera... But am using it anyway

what's focused~blur me baby

ALRIGHT. Exam, Exam & Exam. But I dont care! I just want to have a lovin' and cuddlin' babies 8D and i found them already - bottles of alchol and the snap of the camera.... what's lovelier?

gibberish and sluggish

Lord of the Day where are you~hoo~

Wry. Wry. Wry.

So I'm alone, and so what if I am? Dang, today's Sunday and I can't stop thinking about picshurrs... Gaaad I don't feel like going out today. This is precisely one of the most sluggish day ever... cameras don't even inspire me now... fuck those i have to go out and take pics I am so not in the mood. I like it though, people wont dare come and talk to me if i am. So what's the fuss? Nah. I dont feel like I have friends because HELL IM JUST LITERALLY TALKING TO MYSELF. Is that good? Yes, maybe. Everything is quite reserved for blogging the snags anyway... I would rather do this than talk half of my brains out. Daah? It's like you're half-baked crazy or something gushing all the words out from your dirty viscid mouth. i don't exclude myself dont worry 

So what does a rooster does if he lost his mate? Nothing really. Hahahaha

So seriously, I had spag and chocolate cake for breakfast. Pretty's neighbor, Manel, who's studying in LSU, had a debut last night, that explains the spag and the cake...YOU WANT ME TO TALK ABOUT THE SPAG??? Ok. The spag tastes AWFUL and I am being true to that adjective because I fucking love spaghetti! Now, I curse whoever made it!!! 

So the crazy and paranoid housemate is back from attending the mass. She was all skimpy. Ha.

So Im currently listening to Best Friends Forever - A Bird A Sparrow singing "I feel sick when she is gone~~"

If...if my cousins are coming, I will never go out and take pics. I am tired!!! PERIOD. Plus I dont feel the essence yet....Plus the camera is moody - doesn't shoot sometimes...

A Cold Snowy Tale –

A Firm Fate, Uncanny Truth

A gushing wind blows upon the deep cold crevice;

Each blow hit my long slender body

Pushing me away deeper, and deeper,

Holding me aback from the unseen monsters of the snow.

I lay down on the frozen ground whence the panicking trek,

I hold my breath, listen to the whirls of the strong panicking wind.

I found a sanctuary beneath the wrath of the snow-storm

Like a house, a home that does not grow old.

The frozen ground moves and rattles,

Then all at once the crevice is covered with thick snow –

I am now stock inside, waiting for my last breath to come,

Musing the moments I have had in life…

I recount the times that I nearly die like this

Then my spirit and determination suddenly grow,

It moves and shivers my bones, it makes me say and quote:

“‘I don’t want to die, just yet’”…

I shove the hard snow away from the crevice

It’s freezing even more, like a rock being hardened twice…

I reach my axe and crack the snag apart

But it won’t budge, never will…

Then it makes me think:

If I stop right now, I will definitely die.

If I will continue breaking the snow, I will most likely survive

And I dare my fate…

I snap the hard snow in front of me,

Ten strong swing of the axe, it wounds.

Fifteen tough swing of the axe, it severs a little.

Another thirty sway of the axe, it shatters at last!           

I can already see the clear blue sky,

I can already feel the heat of the light from the sun,

I can already breathe the warm fresh air around.

So the storm has ended, it will never come back.

I step out from the crevice at last.

And gently I walk following anew trek.

But then I step on a hollow hole that’s covered with snow

And off I fall down, down, down…

It’s very dark and cold.

Above I can see a tiny white dot.

I must have fallen feets away,

Dying immediately before I think I will.

I never thought this will end like this

I tried my best to escape the truth – even the death

But this is probably a fate I opt to follow

Because I tried and I failed and I couldn’t change it after all…

I am shivering now.

My whole body is in pain,

The temperature is killing me now…

I lost my breath. This is the end.

Okay, just got so lucky today. Pish! I was thinking about so many weird things today and I want to sort them out which I ought to sort out right. Baby baby~

11pm something tonight I feel so...bored? Like I want to send text messages to people but I don't really like to... Paarrggh! I'm in cousin Pretty's place btw, so, uber boring add that I don't understand her emotions: her mother and she will fly to Manila at 8am tomorrow to get-together with her father who was from the wide waters of Europe now on the plane coming back here in the Phil. Their rendezvous is in Manila where they're gonna  have some tour thing and more... and guess what? Pretty is not excited! She doesn't even want to go if she only had a choice.

Now I am not thinking about anything else anymore. Even my crappy article...because Paolo already decided to make my title. GAAAD thanks. Haha... (i fucking miss him and oh, send me bottles wahaha)

Now I am thinking of ate nobie... this is too impossible... but ugh, really. Ate nobie is the coolest thing on earth  i have known so far who knows/loves Photography... Gaad I am stunned after she took a photo of the piled benches inside the House of Prayer... The color composure was so good, with shades of fine, soft and plain features; plus the focus that gives awesome impact on the eyes. 

Now I am kinda excited to go out capture the moments. But the truth is, I don't like to...not yet...Well perhaps I need some time to be out of perplexity because there are so many snags inside my head. They're hodgepodged inside... I need a twist, and a gin..or anything uncanny...

[No I dont understand this entry]

 

 Paparazzi? No. 

[BLOGS AND MORE]

|Da da da dan|

My life is so demeaning!

TODAY

I don’t want to post something horrible about my life anymore. But I have to. It is like am going to get used to it – this is my life – full of horrible stuffs! Life’s like this: people come and go. And worst, they’re making awful things just to have something to do. As what I’ve said, “You’re putting colors on it.” This is all about her again. Am sorry. I don’t really give a damn but she’s gone to the point of being so unreasonable. This is shite! I shouldn’t have talked to her that way in the first place. I should have been contented of what she’s been doing to me! Fuck to the bones. It made me shiver! But ha! I don’t care…really. I have friends and I don’t need her anymore… But she’s been so good L It’s all WASTED: our friendship, our ate-mangud thing – all gone to waste. And I have been so presumptuous enough to believe everything she has said.

Naaw I…I have to extract all my fucking words out…GOD KNOWS HOW SORRY I AM FOR AGAW PAOLO… he’s all but blaming himself for everything. Please, what am I going to do for you to stop blaming yourself?! TELL ME!! TELL ME!! TELL ME!! I feel awful really, to be the reason of everything that’s happening… SHIT. But I am also thankful. Very thankful to have someone to lean on – ANNA. J

REVIEW (My personal fuck ups)

The Twilight Saga - New Moon

Anew tale of the Twilight Saga has come to the silver screen at last. Teenagers were lavishly squeaking in front of the wide screen, taking every dialogs in, remembering each picturesque, and falling in love to the both “heavenly bodies” of Edward and Jacob. Avid fans even have teams of them both – Team Edward and Team Jacob.

The characters were portrayed fittingly; enough to amuse both readers and viewers. Kristen Stewart fit Bella Swan. She had brought her character to life. Robert Pattenson for Edward Cullen did well too, but with more savvy-ness which was not quite necessary, though. Laurent Taylor for Jacob Black wasn’t much emphasized in the movie. He lacked the enormity of the body which was supposed to be what a Jacob Black was. The Cullens, in general, were much different from the previous movie, Twilight. They were now five steps higher accentuated as vampires – paler and cosmetics were darker.

But for some, it was another movie not worth watching for.

All in all, the entire movie was for children. It neither fit nor will fit for the General Audience, since aged and unromantic kinds of people do really get bored from this movie. Add that the lines were inaudibly spoken. They must read the book first to understand what the characters said. The same as the book, New Moon in moving picture was boring…until the scene switched to the part where Jacob (Laurent Taylor) shifted from his human form to his wolf form; the pack of wolves chased Victoria; and some scenes in Volterra.

~AND BAAW~

"...and blow me all your tender kisses..."

wee he's singing 8D

photo by knowbee

PEACE> I DIDN'T WRITE MY ARTICLE....YET

I am just so thankful.

Lastnight: I am not able to write any article. My aunt is shouting and shouting and shouting every after 5 minutes to stop me from doing anything and force me to sleep uber early... So I carry the laptop near the printer so the usb cord is reachable, and print a four-page research. I then hit the Windows logo and click on the Shutdown button. When shut down, I...I inch my way to my room, get my sketch pad and scribble some words to start an article. Feeling bored, I stretch my arm above my head and tap the bed sheet, looking for my phone. There are ten unread messages from Anna, Kuya Chubs, Ate Tots, Aya, unregistered number, and Cat-cat. I reply them all and put my phone back. I am so sleepy now. I'm lying on my back, sleeping, and putting everything aside, even my article. (sobs)

I am just so thankful.

Today: I am scolded because I slept late and woke up late. Plus I forgot to turn the light inside my room off. I'm so unlucky to day. So 11pm is late for her, but yea, waking up at 10am is really late. She is then nagging about how lazy, stupid, dumbass, and useless I am. It's okay though. Im used to it. Gaah.. Her mood swings after she steams puto hahaha it is very very delicious! Oishi! I forget to attend the mass too... And I am so bored. Anyway, Thanks to agaw Paolo. Thanks very much. What more can I say? I am saved from making another article.... again. Yehey.

I am just so thankful.

Tomorrow: I'm going to watch New Moon. I'm so far behind. But it doesn't matter, does it? And I'm going to call the City Jail's Hotline: 521-0416 to confirm the warden about my permission to interview prisoners. Ugh. My article is taking too long a time to write. It's not my fault, though. The letter was not handed to me beforehand.

AT THE FUCKING MOMENT: Uncle and Aunt just bought Christmas balls and lights. They're currently hanging them on the wrecked plastic tree! AND I HATE THOSE! I am not a Christmas hater or what. But I hate those fucking things: they put it on the wrong place at the wrong time. OH BLOODY GHOUL. I'll take pics of it at the right time.

For the mean time:

  Recommending my agaw Paolo's blogger!

(for being so good to me and for doing all the articles. And for all the pressures...

Keep smiling. You'll get use to it)

Really, I saw scattered sheets on the table inside the cubicle the whole day.

And really I felt something odd. Wry. Plus I felt sorry for my agaw Paolo for saving our asses and changing all those crappy articles to life. I wish I could help. But since I am not that good enough, I have to sit on  a corner and watch him bleed. Sad.

Speaking of agaw: just another picshur of yoouuu...

Let me tell you a story: see this face? This happy face turned into a stressful, tense and sweaty one. haha. The reason why: he was editing articles, messy articles actually. Imagine his face totally distorted to an unsmiling and unhappy one. forget the story i still have articles to write about. Okay. I would like to say this again: gaw sorry I haven't done anything to help you. AND YOU'LL GET USED TO IT. YOU'LL BE THE FEATURE EDITOR (OR ASSOC PERHAPS) either way, it's a sureball, you'll get a position. So when are we gonna celebrate? don't forget the DRINNKKSS...

PLANS LATER: craap...wash the dishes house made is doing something. make coffee after bath. write scenarious for maladies. write an entry in Livejournal. don't forget to sleep. don't get confuse. and FFF I LOVE MY AUNT TODAY, SHE BOUGHT ME SOMETHING. WOHOO.

I am bored. And I left Lj as what it had been. I wanted to blog about my day's affair but am very sleepy now though I'm able to write this unintelligibly:

10 Effective Ways to Prevent Sour Graping

During Christmas

“It’s Christmas time in the city…” Oh la la~ Christmas is here again – every morning’s chilly, twinkling lights of different colours shine every night, people are now soft and kinda cheesy, and all those odd feelings you’ve never felt months earlier. Amid all those mind-sets, you tend to have this uber cool attitude – that is, spending much money for gifts, decors and foods! Cool enough yo~! And so at the end of your shopping bizarre you start sour graping…pity. So here are the 10 effective ways I myself formulated to prevent sour graping. This is effective, I tell you. Spur your self and read on! And oh, you have to explain it yourself. I don't sour grape thank goodness that am thrifty :D

1. Don’t be so ambitious
2. Don’t think about it
3. Know your budget
4. Try to know what you are
5. Be contented
6. Cheap things are good and useful things
7. Have a low perspective
8. Go get some good friends
9. Think twice
10. Look at the picture below: 
    

 Gaaaddd this is so sweet. Im thirsty!! :p

This will really forget you from sour graping...

should i pull agaw's leg again? or leave him today? okay, i'll leave him today

wont piss him atm :p

Currently on the loose to find Ate nobie's picture....

Beneath thy fear,

I've come for thee.

So I work for thee,

And thy love is what I'm setting free...

-rancid and bored. i have come this far for what, reach nothing but a hill full of sorrows and pains. let this come and light my sight. the only thing i see fluctuates my heart, that even a single brush, and hush, shiver me entirely. the world is an easy place. but it is so incomprehensible. once you get by, you'll die. once you'll die, you'll long be forgotten. how sad. we tried, by far, by love, to do things in the simplest way yet fall down to the hardest. i have come this far. i have loved this far. but nothing made me die for one. i take no hesitations, i take no excuses. i take nothing but a single human heat that will warm my heart in peace and in comfort. trouble me with nothing but love. shower me nothing but comfort. touch me with nothing but pleasure. everything i'll take, from you. no one but from you.   

I had to admit

Five things so I can be consistent:

First of all: I don’t have any motivations to write something about our tied-up article. It is probably because of what paolo shared to me: she has been a friend and I have been considering her as my sister. It really turns me down. It breaks my heart. But I have to move on. I can. I always can. It will be hard though. I have to like move away, isolate myself and forget everything she had said. She said she sympathized me but I don’t think she really does. After everything she had said? Ouch. Really, truly, and bloody hurts. Somebody inspire me now!

|I don’t want war or anything else. Never dreamed of it actually. I understand her. It was entirely my fault. I know. For me to use paolo was a stupid, crazy, selfish act. I paid the price. (What price?) But she shouldn’t have said she’s okay, that she forgave me and all. I thought she was really okay. But she was not. And cuz, maybe it’s time that I have to like really move away from you. (As if you care anyway :D) I don’t want both of your relationship to have an alga just because of me. But then again, IT WAS MY FAULT. PERIOD.|

Second of all: Just got scolded by my aunt coz she doesn’t want me to use the computer anymore. Her reason? She said I am not studying my lessons. I wonder why she’s not used to it. On the other hand, I feel sorry for her: she bought a power-slim or whatever it’s called that’s put around the belly like belt and then vibrates (and pretty noisy). And I laughed out loud after she complained that their air-conditioner won’t work. Karma?

Third of all: I am so fucked up! I hate my chef’s uniform. It’s so large. I look like a scarecrow! Plus the bulging-tummy tailor hasn’t stitched my black pants yet. 

Fourth of all: Cat2 is finally enrolled in LSU. She’s even my classmate in English2! AND PE2 for crying out loud!!! WTF is wrong with her. Ok fine. I need to go on…

Fifth of all: Ahm. I think now’s the time to reveal my hidden and undiscovered talents!

My only talents:

1. Making weird and funny faces in front of the 43-inch tall x 28-inch wide mirror inside my room;

2. Talking to my self whenever I’m alone;

3. I CAN OFTEN SMELL LIQUOR ANYWHERE;

3. I can drink 5 cups of coffee at once. Is that wrong?

  This is PAOLO raw and unedited, btw

haha sorry 'bout this cuz. juz wanna have some fun :p peace!! 
photo by knowbee

More talents hereon

Baby baby baby I love the desktop!

Windows 7 and its Sticky Notes... cool...

Plus a sip from The Friday Night Boys music cup, Chasing A Rockstar.

>CONFUSED BETWEEN LIVEJOURNAL AND BLOGGER<

Tonight things have been so dreadful. I can't concentrate. I cant sleep. I feel so alone. I cant even breath. Sounds so lame and gay, but i dont care. This is what i fucking feel. Please help. My heart is pounding hard, it's beating so fast yet so slow... I don't want to be alone. And I feel so wasted knowing that I don't have someone to talk to. I've been drunk for the whole week, and I'm used to go with true people, especially Paolo. It's like going out with a girl, though I have to keep a distance away because he is actually not a girl. (I meant no offense) If he was a girl, and if I were somebody else, I would have like taken him seriously. He's bubly and all. And am happy that am his friend. Melvin was bubly as well which basically means bubly people do like me, or the other way around.

But honestly, after what happened last night in the city hall, I dont think I'll still join the drinking society of Paolo. Because he has his group of friends and I don't feel like I fit in plus PW relayed something his friends said. So uh, that was fine but I have to like move away...?

Tonight my brain is unstoppable. Two hours ago Tingog pipz went to the wake of our dearest friend.  And I dont know what to do with this. My brain is thinking about him. The very reason why I dont want to see someone  lying inside the box. But because I liked him and he's been a part of my life, and that I idolized him, I had to look at him and say my farewell... I dont have regrets though. I'll overcome this phobia in time. In goodness' time.

Tonight myself and I have this weird and wired arguments: Why am i posting an entry here?! I'm not supposed to write an entry like this. Wry, so i kind of did it anyway. This entry's supposed to be posted in Lj.

I DONT MIND ANYTHING AT ALL.

~NA NA NA~

unfathomed chalice

The moment's gone undone.

Words have burst and died

Which fold a lite by might

And turns upright and tight.

Thing's changed, time's lost a track.

I knew I failed yet my glee survived.

Though life's untold amid its fuzz,

And the sun has set to turn a-page.

I crave to last in the world's ablaze.

To free myself from the endless hurt,

To mock the fate and all's in hand

And live in an immortal life...

I'd then feel what love a man can have,

Which turns his gloom to a merry-mind.

And doubt may not his curious fate,

Would turn on rage with his thousand face...

With all I have, what's all I want,

Is anew taste of afresh a scent,

That excites my nerves and sparkle my eyes,

'Til your face, your eyes, your body's carved to heart.

Come to me and fill it in,

I know you want my body's delight

Your eyes are not but its telling me lies.

But then come and lets take it all at once.

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!

I think it is but I care not at all

Since you excite my bloody eyes

And ring my boring ears.

And now I see. I see none at all.

But you, oh you. Your tenous eyes...

And now I hear. I hear none at all.

But you, oh you. Your wicked laughters...

My lust remains until it's mended. Okay

And who would mend? I dare to ask.

Oh. I think none but you. Only you.

Who grips me from the start, to, hopefully, the end.

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"I've been with you for like years now(?) And this is not the usual thing that you're gonna hear me say: I don't know how to start. I don't even know this is right. What I know is what I feel - it's weird. I want you to know that - what I feel right now is weird. And I want to drink and talk, because what I feel is weird. So weird."

 

Plus: Im following this amazingly fine community in Livejournal - it's a photo blog from different Lj users actually. Users usually upload good photos here, but I don't really know why I joined this comm.

Here it is: http://community.livejournal.com/lj_photophile/

 

 

MOUTHWATERING

First week of school had been tough and challenging...

(hahaha)

 COFFEE HELPED ME A LOT!

AND I KNOW AM GONNA NEED THIS MORE OFTEN.

INTOXICATED

By Elbert Maceda

The smell fluctuates my heart;

It gives life to endless hurt.

Then tears would soon come and burst,

‘til it’s o’er and some light appears in sight.

                                      

The dose then kicks my nerves;

So my lungs expand to feed its thirsts.

Though my mind is all in crescendos,

‘til the hapless strength wanes, and then wholly dies…

The transparent glass energizes my body;

Shoulders shiver and body wiggles.

It feels like moving but not moving at all,

Even if the eyes are closed, the images distort.

I love thee oh brewed liquor that blurs my vision;

Which soothes my throat and reserves my gut,

That one’s lust arouse and hides may not

‘til make love is nothing, but the only thing that’s left to do.

Oh bottle! Oh bottle! To you I cry:

Fill me with throttle and whip your buckle.

Let it be kept and hauled inside me,

(That “the ol’ nave and transept” is strong and dangly erected.)

So to end the day intoxicated – and tomorrow’ll be intoxicating once more.

First day of school sucks. That's all.

ROLEPLAYING

*Da-da-da-dan!*

I did it~! I had sex big time! Although it was through writing my character. And I needed 4 nonstop cups of black coffee (Maxwell) and a meat bread to write the whole thing in one time.

Click on the title to read the story and the sex scene is on the last three paragraphs.

Scattered Entry

Scattered but True:

1. Second entry and I'm done: I was about to write an enticing entry for me that would have included random people... but due to my 'moody' laziness, I've decided to pass it by. I had the draft and all.  But I'll do it next time though.

2. Facebook is s-swinging my mood. I'm kinda excited looking at people popping in and out in the chatbox. Plus I'm posting entries here more often than in Livejournal. 

3. PHOTO AGAIN. I remembered Pure Eve's party. Pics are in my flash drive, waaaah.. I can't stop looking at her over and over again. Though daaaahg I past is past 

Photo credit: who-knows-who?

Photo story: After the party, when we had dinner and all, Pipit asked her official

photographer to take shots. In the pic are: (right to left) Neil, Pure, Keith,

Share, Dominic, Adhel, Gilde, and Elbert.

4. PHOTO II. Just had Adobe Photoshop's Serial Key. Courtesy of Kuya Jayphi. So I used it in making the banner above and editing this photo below:

Photo credit: knowbee

Photo caption: I looovee the pleasure.

Gimme some m-mooree.

Currently inside the monotonous house-like structure thinking about things I should've not thought about. But it's about time to eat atm, and I'm gonna go to the Red Cross Chapter after to have my ID renew. If I feel like going anyway. I feel like I'm being so jerk today. I don't know why. Add that boredom I can never recover from. ARGH. I want to have sex big time and an over-loaded alcohol inside my body... bwahahaha.

*THAT, I'M BORED*