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MARK LAWRENCE LAGAC
Mark, Mak, Maki or any other
boy. teen. August 29, one-nine-nine-one. Virgo. worth
$2,040,924.different. unique. sorta OC. dreamer. family. friends. web browsing. blogging. shopping. bumming. texting. reading books and magazines.
music. hanging-out. out-of towns. 89.9 magic. a doctor someday.
A little bit more...
I have entered the College of Nursing in University of Santo Tomas. I've joined the T-Shirt designing contest and the pre-Pageant for Mr/Ms. Nursing
Personality but unfornately, I didn't get chosen for both contests. It's alright. I've done for experience. Life is about trying that's why I'm
joining all sorts of stuff. :)
I can get misunderstood because I voice out my opinions, I understand but I refuse to change. That's the way I am. I just need to voice out what's inside my
head. It's not because I'm such a bragrat but it's because I want to correct the wrongs or try to understand the topic by hearing out the reason why my
opinion is wrong. And besides, all those people who can't understand me are just too subtle to think behind what I'm voicing out.
hates
NORMS. criticisms. homeworks. house chores. boring classes. LATE. TRYING-HARDS. LOSERS. RETARDS like.. and a couple more things.
:)
whatta day
i thought i would not have a good day... seems all days are too bad for me. Agh! Why won't I get the chance to get happy?! T.T
And here I thought I could be back to 'normal days' again. duh is there something normal in this world? Though I'd really wish there's nothing something happening in my life. It's like everyday I live nowadays is a vital thing in my life. I hate it. So I can't just bum around and pretend to be normal. Why? It's this something bugging me. Yah, and even though I tried consulting many friends... Though chosen... I don't want it to spread like a wild fire thingy, I am not convinced myself. Dammit. I hate myself.
Though, I'm currently making a story again given by Rizza's mind buggling themes. This time, it's about the "Sand never falls in a glass of broken time " thing. And I'm not sure if I'm making a good story about it... Though this should be the first part of it... Not yet finished. Hehe! Some gross part in the end... I think.
A light wind blew over the desert racing through
the sand dunes that were sculpted before this wind came.
As the wind swept through the desert, sand went with it. And
in another dune called Alzhuada, a man struggled to cross
the endless waste. The man fully welcomed the wind as a man
would welcome his lost love.
He constantly strived to keep himself alive, conscious.
He never thought of waking from this terrible dream he woke up to.
Delusion swept his mind, yet he paid them no heed.
No such man could've withstand the terrible wrath of the desert but
it's children.
Demhorad was Ealconhar, Children of the Desert. And his tribe
says so what he is, a Son of the Desert. He was swathed with thokura, a garment
that kept you cool yet invulnerable to the unwelcoming desert. He is
a tall man, copper skinned. His face was as hard as his birthland and his
eyes as cold as him. Across his face was a tatoo, the ancient symbol known to a few.
His eyes was set to the only hard land you could see, Huthiatan with it's
huge crevice fit for an entrance.
He entered the crevice and he was in Azh'ra. Great buildings were sculpted
from the walls of the cavern. The streets were paved with blue limestone and people were
bustling in it. Merchants can be seen selling their goods, fruits, meat and those peculiar
things with fan-shaped wings and tails. He strode through the crowd and went to the center
of the city, a great square.
His eyes never left what it sought. And as he grew nearer, he prepares himself for
what he came for. He reached the square, and quickly touched the single monument to be found
in the square. And in a murmur of spells, the monument was shattered to thousands of pieces.
He was shocked. It was not what he had expected. It seems he never understood the prophecy. He blinked and his father's voice seemed to arise from his head, "Sand never falls in a glass of broken time" it said. He tried to pry his eyes in the hope of losing thought of it. Though it didn't.
The voice seem to overwhelm his world. He tried to look in a different direction and saw the sands in the wind eating away the beautiful architectures of the Azh'ra. The crowd began to scream and run into different directions finding places to hide from the storm. Yet, never escaped. As the storm seem to grow, he felt sympathy to the sand people. He could see men and women running away, never escaping. Their flesh slowly carved by the sand until nothing was left.
He felt the limestone pavement begin to granulize and his body seem to grow numb.
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freaky eh? specially when the people begin to disappear. I couldn't fathom what they look like. XD haha!
And here I thought I could be back to 'normal days' again. duh is there something normal in this world? Though I'd really wish there's nothing something happening in my life. It's like everyday I live nowadays is a vital thing in my life. I hate it. So I can't just bum around and pretend to be normal. Why? It's this something bugging me. Yah, and even though I tried consulting many friends... Though chosen... I don't want it to spread like a wild fire thingy, I am not convinced myself. Dammit. I hate myself.
Though, I'm currently making a story again given by Rizza's mind buggling themes. This time, it's about the "Sand never falls in a glass of broken time " thing. And I'm not sure if I'm making a good story about it... Though this should be the first part of it... Not yet finished. Hehe! Some gross part in the end... I think.
A light wind blew over the desert racing through
the sand dunes that were sculpted before this wind came.
As the wind swept through the desert, sand went with it. And
in another dune called Alzhuada, a man struggled to cross
the endless waste. The man fully welcomed the wind as a man
would welcome his lost love.
He constantly strived to keep himself alive, conscious.
He never thought of waking from this terrible dream he woke up to.
Delusion swept his mind, yet he paid them no heed.
No such man could've withstand the terrible wrath of the desert but
it's children.
Demhorad was Ealconhar, Children of the Desert. And his tribe
says so what he is, a Son of the Desert. He was swathed with thokura, a garment
that kept you cool yet invulnerable to the unwelcoming desert. He is
a tall man, copper skinned. His face was as hard as his birthland and his
eyes as cold as him. Across his face was a tatoo, the ancient symbol known to a few.
His eyes was set to the only hard land you could see, Huthiatan with it's
huge crevice fit for an entrance.
He entered the crevice and he was in Azh'ra. Great buildings were sculpted
from the walls of the cavern. The streets were paved with blue limestone and people were
bustling in it. Merchants can be seen selling their goods, fruits, meat and those peculiar
things with fan-shaped wings and tails. He strode through the crowd and went to the center
of the city, a great square.
His eyes never left what it sought. And as he grew nearer, he prepares himself for
what he came for. He reached the square, and quickly touched the single monument to be found
in the square. And in a murmur of spells, the monument was shattered to thousands of pieces.
He was shocked. It was not what he had expected. It seems he never understood the prophecy. He blinked and his father's voice seemed to arise from his head, "Sand never falls in a glass of broken time" it said. He tried to pry his eyes in the hope of losing thought of it. Though it didn't.
The voice seem to overwhelm his world. He tried to look in a different direction and saw the sands in the wind eating away the beautiful architectures of the Azh'ra. The crowd began to scream and run into different directions finding places to hide from the storm. Yet, never escaped. As the storm seem to grow, he felt sympathy to the sand people. He could see men and women running away, never escaping. Their flesh slowly carved by the sand until nothing was left.
He felt the limestone pavement begin to granulize and his body seem to grow numb.
----
freaky eh? specially when the people begin to disappear. I couldn't fathom what they look like. XD haha!
Labels: discombobulated, hated, pissed, story mode
posted by gimickero
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Death Note
damn it. my grades were super low in my Quaterly Exams. What am I supposed to do? Study, you idiot! Yay. Study. Such a boring thing to do. Agh.
And then the incoming HS Night on Friday! Waa! I'm not gonna wear anime anymore. Waaa! I'm not gonna tell you the reason why so better stop. Maybe if someone would ask me PRIVATELY I'll tell it. Hehe! Well, it actually left me badtrip all through out the day.
And then, I watched this particular anime I've been hearing from my former seatmates, Rizza and Cedric. It is called Death Note and only 3 episodes were released until next week. Hehe! Goodness! I instantly became hooked with the anime. Such nice story line and characters. Also their philosophies being contrasting from each other... Good!
here's the ending song:
I had a dream that no one else could have seen and I threw away everything that I didn't need
Unyielding thoughts reside within my heart
Even if I'm still in the rift between reality and idealsand my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice
My overflowing impulses aren't fully repressed
Because I have a heart that yearns powerfully
"Lies" "fear" "facade" "grief"
I won't be weak enough
To be apprehended by the various negative things
I'm a trickster wo doesn't know loneliness
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nice lyrics right? and then, I saw this quiz...
What Type Of Anime Character Are You?
You're A Bishounen (Attractive Young Male)!You hunk, you. All the girls want your body! You have a cool car, and a way with words. You know exactly how to get what you want.
Take this quiz!
Quizilla
Join
Make A Quiz More Quizzes Grab Code
And then the incoming HS Night on Friday! Waa! I'm not gonna wear anime anymore. Waaa! I'm not gonna tell you the reason why so better stop. Maybe if someone would ask me PRIVATELY I'll tell it. Hehe! Well, it actually left me badtrip all through out the day.
And then, I watched this particular anime I've been hearing from my former seatmates, Rizza and Cedric. It is called Death Note and only 3 episodes were released until next week. Hehe! Goodness! I instantly became hooked with the anime. Such nice story line and characters. Also their philosophies being contrasting from each other... Good!
here's the ending song:
I had a dream that no one else could have seen and I threw away everything that I didn't need
Unyielding thoughts reside within my heart
Even if I'm still in the rift between reality and idealsand my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice
My overflowing impulses aren't fully repressed
Because I have a heart that yearns powerfully
"Lies" "fear" "facade" "grief"
I won't be weak enough
To be apprehended by the various negative things
I'm a trickster wo doesn't know loneliness
-----
nice lyrics right? and then, I saw this quiz...
What Type Of Anime Character Are You?
You're A Bishounen (Attractive Young Male)!You hunk, you. All the girls want your body! You have a cool car, and a way with words. You know exactly how to get what you want.
Take this quiz!
Quizilla
Join
Make A Quiz More Quizzes Grab Code
waha. How I wish... Goodness. Why do I have to be... No never mind... I dont wanna tell it. And please don't think what was it... You would never know. probably you must start asking me privately again... Hahaha!
Labels: addicted to anime
posted by gimickero
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Gaaah. Update!
Well, here I am once again... striving to update my blog. It's very hard being a 3rd yr. And much harder to update this blog. So, currently, I am searching for this a new image to manipulate and become my new image header. Okay? hehe! Meanwhile, I'm not gonna tell you what's been happening at school... And some things... I fear I'd put some leak that may lead to the closure of my beloved blog... hehe. So, I'm just gonna share to you a short story I made with a theme given by my seatmate, Rizza.
"Reminsced Love"
And here I was sitting alone, crying as pain and agony take over my senses. It was the least thing I expected to happen. I thought we would be together forever. Yet, it was like before, our past love. A seeming history.
I didn't expect it to be like this though it had happened before. I still anticipated it would be different. Lest, I am wrong. Time just repeats itself in an endless cycle, all the same. Even my tears seem to dry
It seemed a very long time when Lan and I promised to love each other even after death. But alas, he is gone again.
It is hard to reminisce the time we had. They are vivid in my memories already. We spent a short time together. And these tears, oh! They must dry again. I must perform what I need to do. I must fulfil my promise.
"It is time, my love." I murmured. "Not for long, we'll be together again." whispering it in his ears as though he could still hear me. Another tear fell.
I looked at my surroundings. Searched for the one thing that would bring us together again. I saw what I sought, Lan's dagger.
I felt for it's blade, a trickle of blood flowed in my arms, so warm in my skin. Then I raised the dagger, tears flowing from my eyes remembering the days I and Lan spent. And then, the world seemed to stop, it gradually darkened. Soon, I would forget who I am. Soon, I would forget whom I loved. But, soon also, I will be with Lan.
Again and again, Time shall be bitter to Cathlene and Lan. But, again and again, Cathlene shall love Lan.
Goodness. I spent a long time retyping that story... I editted it a little. Maybe it's better, maybe it's not. hehe!
"Reminsced Love"
And here I was sitting alone, crying as pain and agony take over my senses. It was the least thing I expected to happen. I thought we would be together forever. Yet, it was like before, our past love. A seeming history.
I didn't expect it to be like this though it had happened before. I still anticipated it would be different. Lest, I am wrong. Time just repeats itself in an endless cycle, all the same. Even my tears seem to dry
It seemed a very long time when Lan and I promised to love each other even after death. But alas, he is gone again.
It is hard to reminisce the time we had. They are vivid in my memories already. We spent a short time together. And these tears, oh! They must dry again. I must perform what I need to do. I must fulfil my promise.
"It is time, my love." I murmured. "Not for long, we'll be together again." whispering it in his ears as though he could still hear me. Another tear fell.
I looked at my surroundings. Searched for the one thing that would bring us together again. I saw what I sought, Lan's dagger.
I felt for it's blade, a trickle of blood flowed in my arms, so warm in my skin. Then I raised the dagger, tears flowing from my eyes remembering the days I and Lan spent. And then, the world seemed to stop, it gradually darkened. Soon, I would forget who I am. Soon, I would forget whom I loved. But, soon also, I will be with Lan.
Again and again, Time shall be bitter to Cathlene and Lan. But, again and again, Cathlene shall love Lan.
Goodness. I spent a long time retyping that story... I editted it a little. Maybe it's better, maybe it's not. hehe!
posted by gimickero
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Last October 12...
I am attacked by colds. And *sniff it's very hard.
i am still enjoying the privileges of being back in the civilization. What do I mean? Well, it was because of Milenyo's attack on the country which brought the electricity, water, signal down. Good thing not all the phones were dead. And it was only last Friday when electricity went back to our house and water came last Monday. I was so happy that I jumped and jumped all around the house. I was hilarious.
Though that joy was partly grief because of the incoming Quarterly Exams. In which is the hardest of all the Exams I've ever had. I never thought that this would become the results of my Exams... And then I would face the consequences. Sana lang talaga walang PTC (letters given to those who have grades lower than 77, but in the star section's case, when you get line of 7) so I would be with my family in December, hopefully.
And yesterday, after the last of the Exams, we (me and a couple of others) went to SM to celebrate. Watched "Pulse" which is such a corny movie but disturbing to the point that it wants you to stop using the computer, which I would not. Hehe! And because of the corniness, I, Mika and Eugene went to DOA movie. It is way cooler than Pulse just by being a movie and another + point for bringing to life the characters of the game version. I don't really like the actors they employed but they sure do know martial arts! And they sure are *ehem-ehem* kiddin’. After the movie, we went to meet the others who, unfortunately, did not go watch with us. Then, I and Paola went home by riding a bus. She left the bus a few blocks away from their house because she thought it wouldn’t stop in front of their house in which, she was wrong. Hehe.
Then, I got some explaining to do why I was late. Good thing I did some good explaining…
i am still enjoying the privileges of being back in the civilization. What do I mean? Well, it was because of Milenyo's attack on the country which brought the electricity, water, signal down. Good thing not all the phones were dead. And it was only last Friday when electricity went back to our house and water came last Monday. I was so happy that I jumped and jumped all around the house. I was hilarious.
Though that joy was partly grief because of the incoming Quarterly Exams. In which is the hardest of all the Exams I've ever had. I never thought that this would become the results of my Exams... And then I would face the consequences. Sana lang talaga walang PTC (letters given to those who have grades lower than 77, but in the star section's case, when you get line of 7) so I would be with my family in December, hopefully.
And yesterday, after the last of the Exams, we (me and a couple of others) went to SM to celebrate. Watched "Pulse" which is such a corny movie but disturbing to the point that it wants you to stop using the computer, which I would not. Hehe! And because of the corniness, I, Mika and Eugene went to DOA movie. It is way cooler than Pulse just by being a movie and another + point for bringing to life the characters of the game version. I don't really like the actors they employed but they sure do know martial arts! And they sure are *ehem-ehem* kiddin’. After the movie, we went to meet the others who, unfortunately, did not go watch with us. Then, I and Paola went home by riding a bus. She left the bus a few blocks away from their house because she thought it wouldn’t stop in front of their house in which, she was wrong. Hehe.
Then, I got some explaining to do why I was late. Good thing I did some good explaining…
posted by gimickero
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