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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.
:)
Capabilities
Tell Me Now
Yeng of PDA
I love to hurt you baby
I love to see you so sad
I want to hear you saying please
I love to see you breathing
I want to see you broken because of me
I want you down on your knees
Cuz it`s the only thing that makes me realize
That there is something in your heart that you hide
You don`t talk about it so i ( really ) don`t know
But I wanna hear itSo baby please, oh oh.
Tell me now if you really love me
Tell me now if you really need me
Tell me, tell me now
Cuz I`m confused
Tell me now cuz my heart is breaking
Tell me now cuz I won`t stop asking
Tell me now, tell me now
Cuz I really really wanna know
I love to hurt you baby
I want to see you do everything wrong
I wanna put teardrops in your eyes
I wanna see you breathingI want to see you crying
I want you down on your knees
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are girls really capable of doing these things? I mean, like making sure if the guy has feelings for them. Isn't it unfair on the other side? Well, in case girls don't know, boys do get hurt by DEDMA. And doing these things make a guy so confused. Why? Well, because guys have feelings too. What for is communication when you hurt people just to make sure that that person loves you? That's some sh*t thing to do. (Sorry for the word)
anyways, i'm sorry for the late update on my blog... it seems PLDT is playing games with my internet. PFth. it's our ACA week today. And all of that past few weeks of mostly practices ended. And now, endless programs and programs and programs and so on. It's so tiring. Gaaah! Good thing my crush, Miss Indonesa aka Miss Yelena Setiabudi inspires me when I look at her picture. hehe!
I figured out that I will just make another blog or site for my stories... They do not belong to my blog.... So when my blog starts out I want you to visit it. Ok?
Yeng of PDA
I love to hurt you baby
I love to see you so sad
I want to hear you saying please
I love to see you breathing
I want to see you broken because of me
I want you down on your knees
Cuz it`s the only thing that makes me realize
That there is something in your heart that you hide
You don`t talk about it so i ( really ) don`t know
But I wanna hear itSo baby please, oh oh.
Tell me now if you really love me
Tell me now if you really need me
Tell me, tell me now
Cuz I`m confused
Tell me now cuz my heart is breaking
Tell me now cuz I won`t stop asking
Tell me now, tell me now
Cuz I really really wanna know
I love to hurt you baby
I want to see you do everything wrong
I wanna put teardrops in your eyes
I wanna see you breathingI want to see you crying
I want you down on your knees
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are girls really capable of doing these things? I mean, like making sure if the guy has feelings for them. Isn't it unfair on the other side? Well, in case girls don't know, boys do get hurt by DEDMA. And doing these things make a guy so confused. Why? Well, because guys have feelings too. What for is communication when you hurt people just to make sure that that person loves you? That's some sh*t thing to do. (Sorry for the word)
anyways, i'm sorry for the late update on my blog... it seems PLDT is playing games with my internet. PFth. it's our ACA week today. And all of that past few weeks of mostly practices ended. And now, endless programs and programs and programs and so on. It's so tiring. Gaaah! Good thing my crush, Miss Indonesa aka Miss Yelena Setiabudi inspires me when I look at her picture. hehe!
I figured out that I will just make another blog or site for my stories... They do not belong to my blog.... So when my blog starts out I want you to visit it. Ok?
Labels: mentally stressed + physically stressed + emotionally stressed = pissed
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Remembering the Rain Part2
Finally, I got the chance to update again. Happy Bday nga pla Mika. Well, yesterday. haha! Here's my simple gift. Belated!
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It was my mother's birthday also last November 9. And too bad, I haven't given her a gift. Maybe on 19. Because seemingly, she has 2 birthdays. Good for me.
Back to the story...
He was shocked by the words she said. It echoed in his mind. And then, his mind became a complex set of images of how she could've found out.
"I know you want to know how I knew. And yes, I will tell you. I've been suspecting you. Since that night you said you were coming home late. I was thinking, why would you come home late? 3 years! God! I didn't want to believe it at first time someone told me. I didn't want to..." she trailed off with tears streaking down her face.
Pain strucked at his heart at the sight of the woman he used to love. He knew it was wrong. Yet he did it. And now, she had to suffer.
"How could you?" she breathed out. It was hard for her to say. She felt as if something heavy burdened her chest.
He couldn't answer. He could only bow his head and cry. Cry a mouthless tear. He regretted what he did. he tried to apologize it seemed like words cannot form in his mouth.
"You are my life!" she began again. "I gave you my love, my own self, I took care of you... I loved you. But why?! Isn't it all enough? Isn't it enough that we surpassed all the challenges together? Why did you have to do this?"
And then. he just blurted it out. "Sorry. I knew it was wrong to do this. I thought it was really you that I was supposed to love through out my life. Yet, my heart played tricks on me. I met this woman. And I fell in love with her. My conscience bugs me. It is an ever-present voice telling me, what about my family? Yet, my heart disagrees."
And with that statement, he ran into the night. breathing heavily. Panting. He didn't care to get drenched in the darkness of the night. He didn't know where he was going. All he knew is that he wanted to run. He wanted to seek refuge from this obnoxious dream.
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ok. so I have no time. There's still part 3.. and maybe part 4... a long story... hahaha!
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It was my mother's birthday also last November 9. And too bad, I haven't given her a gift. Maybe on 19. Because seemingly, she has 2 birthdays. Good for me.
Back to the story...
He was shocked by the words she said. It echoed in his mind. And then, his mind became a complex set of images of how she could've found out.
"I know you want to know how I knew. And yes, I will tell you. I've been suspecting you. Since that night you said you were coming home late. I was thinking, why would you come home late? 3 years! God! I didn't want to believe it at first time someone told me. I didn't want to..." she trailed off with tears streaking down her face.
Pain strucked at his heart at the sight of the woman he used to love. He knew it was wrong. Yet he did it. And now, she had to suffer.
"How could you?" she breathed out. It was hard for her to say. She felt as if something heavy burdened her chest.
He couldn't answer. He could only bow his head and cry. Cry a mouthless tear. He regretted what he did. he tried to apologize it seemed like words cannot form in his mouth.
"You are my life!" she began again. "I gave you my love, my own self, I took care of you... I loved you. But why?! Isn't it all enough? Isn't it enough that we surpassed all the challenges together? Why did you have to do this?"
And then. he just blurted it out. "Sorry. I knew it was wrong to do this. I thought it was really you that I was supposed to love through out my life. Yet, my heart played tricks on me. I met this woman. And I fell in love with her. My conscience bugs me. It is an ever-present voice telling me, what about my family? Yet, my heart disagrees."
And with that statement, he ran into the night. breathing heavily. Panting. He didn't care to get drenched in the darkness of the night. He didn't know where he was going. All he knew is that he wanted to run. He wanted to seek refuge from this obnoxious dream.
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ok. so I have no time. There's still part 3.. and maybe part 4... a long story... hahaha!
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Remembering the Rain Part1
I hope this first part is nice. It is such a long story. Though it is not a novel mind you. Hehe! But I will share with you something first.
On my English Class, we discussed on the poem On Blindness. It was a sonnet actually. And then my teacher presented to us the title of the masterpiece of the author(forgive me, I forgot the name). It was called "Paradise Lost". It just poofed in my head that "Hey, that's the Garden of Eden isn't it?" And I told the teacher it was the Garden of Eden. She said very good. A praise. And then she told, she's training new people for the interschool contest bla bla... And then, I became shocked. Why should she say that? And then she let me explain my answer. But that's not the end of it. She called me to answer another question. Which made me stutter. Like my brain was not remembering anything. But, at least I gave her 2 of my answers. But she grabbed my answers so I won't read it. So my mind was blanked. Hehe! I can't explain it thoroughly. She was like staring at me. *shivers. It's kinda scary.
Another, ANGEL is my crush. Hahaha! Of course it's a codename. Hehe! I try to forget someone and found another. Ok? And too bad too many know her. Sana lang wag kayo maingay. Kahiya sa KANYA! Wag nyo na sabihin please. Girls just avoid someone they know has a crush on them. Tsk. Anyways, we passed by each other... 3 times this day. Hehe! ONE: while on the stairway, I was going down for the Computer Lab and she was going up for her classroom. I looked at her she looked at me. Dunno why. Hehe! TWO: P.E time for me, so I went down on the Catherine Anne Square. She came from a class in the Farm and then went back to her classroom. Nothing special. Hehe! And THREE: Dismissal Time. She just walked on. Oh! And FOUR, she was waiting for their service to go and then, I happen to be on that part of the parking lot because I was going to buy a canned softdrink. Hehe!
-Wahaha! I like to be discreet about this but then, I can't. Hehehehe!
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here's the story I promised... the theme's were:
1. His touch was like fire, burning away her pain.
2. Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.
WARNING: this a long story... you may take time reading it.
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By the river, there sat a man. A picture of pain and agony. He sat on a huge rock, carved by the current of the water.
There was no better sanctuary for someone guilty. The torrent of thoughts racked his sanity. The presence of his conscience, an unsolicited voice.
The sereness of the river helped relieve his mind, if little but it did. And with that little tranquility, he let his mind drift to what had happened.
It was about midnight, late for going home. He knew he was in such a big trouble when he gets home. So, he raced on his car to the drenched highway. He remembered the rain beating at the car's glass, an unnerving sound. There was a swift view of buildings he passed by. So swift that he didn't notice a boy crossing the road. He immediately swerved the car, eating the other lane and quickly stepped on the pedal. His heart beated fast. He opened the window and beckoned to the kid to approach.
He quickly harangued on the innocent boy. Told him to watch where he's running into. That he might get knocked over. And all the boy did was smirk back. His head heated with anger and pryed at the door but the kid ran away. With a last glance at the fleeing child, he went back at the driver's seat and drived on home.
The expression on his face cannot be distinguished. A collage of shock, fear, worry and anger. The rain still beat on the car's glass.
It was two in the morning when he got home. He tried to prepare himself. Prepare from the supper his about to get. He closed his eyes and opened to door.
He prised his eyes and saw her wife. She glared at him with her eagle-like eyes. Piercing through his body. Her arms were folded beneath her breasts. And her foot was tapping on the floor. An aura of sorrow and anger surrounded her. The house seemed too hot for him.
"Why are you late?" she inquired nosily. Her voice seemed like she was trying to suppress something.
She was about to repeat the question when he answered, "There was an incident. A kid tried to cross the road while I was driving. I almost hit him."
But a woman is a woman. And a woman enraged cannot be forced to believe in such simple facts. She instead thought of it as an alibi. "You expect me to believe that?" she snapped. "Though that child crossed, YOU are still late!" she continued.
He tried answering her. Yet she got the advantage of speaking first. "I know where you went."
(there's something here... click the read more on the bottom of this entry... ok?)
On my English Class, we discussed on the poem On Blindness. It was a sonnet actually. And then my teacher presented to us the title of the masterpiece of the author(forgive me, I forgot the name). It was called "Paradise Lost". It just poofed in my head that "Hey, that's the Garden of Eden isn't it?" And I told the teacher it was the Garden of Eden. She said very good. A praise. And then she told, she's training new people for the interschool contest bla bla... And then, I became shocked. Why should she say that? And then she let me explain my answer. But that's not the end of it. She called me to answer another question. Which made me stutter. Like my brain was not remembering anything. But, at least I gave her 2 of my answers. But she grabbed my answers so I won't read it. So my mind was blanked. Hehe! I can't explain it thoroughly. She was like staring at me. *shivers. It's kinda scary.
Another, ANGEL is my crush. Hahaha! Of course it's a codename. Hehe! I try to forget someone and found another. Ok? And too bad too many know her. Sana lang wag kayo maingay. Kahiya sa KANYA! Wag nyo na sabihin please. Girls just avoid someone they know has a crush on them. Tsk. Anyways, we passed by each other... 3 times this day. Hehe! ONE: while on the stairway, I was going down for the Computer Lab and she was going up for her classroom. I looked at her she looked at me. Dunno why. Hehe! TWO: P.E time for me, so I went down on the Catherine Anne Square. She came from a class in the Farm and then went back to her classroom. Nothing special. Hehe! And THREE: Dismissal Time. She just walked on. Oh! And FOUR, she was waiting for their service to go and then, I happen to be on that part of the parking lot because I was going to buy a canned softdrink. Hehe!
-Wahaha! I like to be discreet about this but then, I can't. Hehehehe!
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here's the story I promised... the theme's were:
1. His touch was like fire, burning away her pain.
2. Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.
WARNING: this a long story... you may take time reading it.
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By the river, there sat a man. A picture of pain and agony. He sat on a huge rock, carved by the current of the water.
There was no better sanctuary for someone guilty. The torrent of thoughts racked his sanity. The presence of his conscience, an unsolicited voice.
The sereness of the river helped relieve his mind, if little but it did. And with that little tranquility, he let his mind drift to what had happened.
It was about midnight, late for going home. He knew he was in such a big trouble when he gets home. So, he raced on his car to the drenched highway. He remembered the rain beating at the car's glass, an unnerving sound. There was a swift view of buildings he passed by. So swift that he didn't notice a boy crossing the road. He immediately swerved the car, eating the other lane and quickly stepped on the pedal. His heart beated fast. He opened the window and beckoned to the kid to approach.
He quickly harangued on the innocent boy. Told him to watch where he's running into. That he might get knocked over. And all the boy did was smirk back. His head heated with anger and pryed at the door but the kid ran away. With a last glance at the fleeing child, he went back at the driver's seat and drived on home.
The expression on his face cannot be distinguished. A collage of shock, fear, worry and anger. The rain still beat on the car's glass.
It was two in the morning when he got home. He tried to prepare himself. Prepare from the supper his about to get. He closed his eyes and opened to door.
He prised his eyes and saw her wife. She glared at him with her eagle-like eyes. Piercing through his body. Her arms were folded beneath her breasts. And her foot was tapping on the floor. An aura of sorrow and anger surrounded her. The house seemed too hot for him.
"Why are you late?" she inquired nosily. Her voice seemed like she was trying to suppress something.
She was about to repeat the question when he answered, "There was an incident. A kid tried to cross the road while I was driving. I almost hit him."
But a woman is a woman. And a woman enraged cannot be forced to believe in such simple facts. She instead thought of it as an alibi. "You expect me to believe that?" she snapped. "Though that child crossed, YOU are still late!" she continued.
He tried answering her. Yet she got the advantage of speaking first. "I know where you went."
(there's something here... click the read more on the bottom of this entry... ok?)
posted by gimickero
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wish everything can be wished.
yay. wont it be such a beautiful way to resolve everything? When there are disputes, you could make them shut up. When you have an enemy, wish he'd be gone. When you have problems, wish it can be resolved. When you don't want what you look like, just wish it, and tadah, you look good. So much inconvenience gone.
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Im sure the President wished that too. Clear up the mess she's spread. Though I still salute her for being such a good President in terms of our economy, or so I thought. Well, the Dollar Exchange is falling, for me it's a good sign. I don't know for you. And her "Hello Garci" Scandal, that's fine for me. As long as she's lived up her job instead of who should've won the election. No one I wanna name.
- so what brought me to this issue? It was because of our lesson in English. An article written that we had to study for our Irony Class. Haha! We needed to give our opinions on things. I gave mine on how the greater Filipino people are voting.
Yay. Filipinos are becoming well-known. Yes. Incase no one noticed, we've made quite a name on the world. May it be our champions like Manny Pacquiao and Efren "Bata" Reyes, our world-renowned Domestic Helpers and Nurses and of course, our leaders who from my fellow blogger bulitas' post, told that they do not know what "honest" is. Isn't it funny?
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Another story, again. Well yesterday, we went out of our house. Meaning, gala. And oh, I thought we we're immediately going to Alabang. No one bothered to tell me that, "oi, pupunta tayo birthday party sa Jollibee." Waa?! And so am I sitting on the Revo, wearing a long sleeved shirt with some shade of red and pants which I dont normally wear anywhere else but on malls, stunned. And at the party, I didn't quite pay attention. Why? It is a CHILDREN's party. Am I a child? No. Haha! But I watched a little. And laughed at the child/ contestant for the longest Happy Birthday. She was definitely an expert. She even played her voice on different pitches to prolong the birth-dayyyyyyyyy.... haha! And then the Jollibee mascot came after the food was served. He was all to smelly. Like "bungok" but he is very funny. That was the first time I went nuts over a mascot. Hahahaha!
Anyways, bye for now. I got something to do eh... Ge! I'm gonna share you a story on my next post... A story from a theme, again given by my theme-giver, Rizza. Ciao!
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Im sure the President wished that too. Clear up the mess she's spread. Though I still salute her for being such a good President in terms of our economy, or so I thought. Well, the Dollar Exchange is falling, for me it's a good sign. I don't know for you. And her "Hello Garci" Scandal, that's fine for me. As long as she's lived up her job instead of who should've won the election. No one I wanna name.
- so what brought me to this issue? It was because of our lesson in English. An article written that we had to study for our Irony Class. Haha! We needed to give our opinions on things. I gave mine on how the greater Filipino people are voting.
Yay. Filipinos are becoming well-known. Yes. Incase no one noticed, we've made quite a name on the world. May it be our champions like Manny Pacquiao and Efren "Bata" Reyes, our world-renowned Domestic Helpers and Nurses and of course, our leaders who from my fellow blogger bulitas' post, told that they do not know what "honest" is. Isn't it funny?
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Another story, again. Well yesterday, we went out of our house. Meaning, gala. And oh, I thought we we're immediately going to Alabang. No one bothered to tell me that, "oi, pupunta tayo birthday party sa Jollibee." Waa?! And so am I sitting on the Revo, wearing a long sleeved shirt with some shade of red and pants which I dont normally wear anywhere else but on malls, stunned. And at the party, I didn't quite pay attention. Why? It is a CHILDREN's party. Am I a child? No. Haha! But I watched a little. And laughed at the child/ contestant for the longest Happy Birthday. She was definitely an expert. She even played her voice on different pitches to prolong the birth-dayyyyyyyyy.... haha! And then the Jollibee mascot came after the food was served. He was all to smelly. Like "bungok" but he is very funny. That was the first time I went nuts over a mascot. Hahahaha!
Anyways, bye for now. I got something to do eh... Ge! I'm gonna share you a story on my next post... A story from a theme, again given by my theme-giver, Rizza. Ciao!
posted by gimickero
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Glorietta Trip
waaah. what a day. well, since yesterday, i've been suffering from this called "pagtitimpi" from my sister. Agh. While I was telling her something she keeps on doing this make-face and then say "oo na, oo na...". It makes me feel so stupid. Agh! And then I was talking to a friend in the phone and then she said that she needed help on her assignment and then changed her mind. I told her to give it to me so I could help her while my friend was out but then she didn't. And then, that night, I was watching a show and then she came. Asking me to help her. I exploded. I wanted to watch but then I NEED to help her. Gaah!
Anyways, today. I woke up at 7.30 in the morning. Such early waking time for me during this Sem Break. Why? Because I always wake up at about 10-11. Hahaha! And then, we went to Glorietta(is the spelling right?). I was so happy because it was in the first half of the year since I last came with them to Glorietta. And then, I didn't buy anything in this visit. It irritated me. My sister bought many things. My mother bought a something(i really dont know what it was). All I wanted was a Sale Chuck Taylor High Cut Shoes of about 1,500(2000+, before) and then, we didn't buy it. Waaaa!
But another story, while my mother was fitting for that someting, I was sitting at the seats available at the store. And there was these 2 Koreanas. Ooh. The other one was so pretty. Hehe! I crush her. Lol! She was so Korean white, long straight hair, chinita(of course), and sits straight back. Waa! I thought. Is she a model? hahaha! And she was all trying those fancy clothes and I keep looking Hahaha! I think she even noticed me looking at her. Waaa! Kahiya.
Such a long post. So I'd cut it short. Hehehe! Bye!
Anyways, today. I woke up at 7.30 in the morning. Such early waking time for me during this Sem Break. Why? Because I always wake up at about 10-11. Hahaha! And then, we went to Glorietta(is the spelling right?). I was so happy because it was in the first half of the year since I last came with them to Glorietta. And then, I didn't buy anything in this visit. It irritated me. My sister bought many things. My mother bought a something(i really dont know what it was). All I wanted was a Sale Chuck Taylor High Cut Shoes of about 1,500(2000+, before) and then, we didn't buy it. Waaaa!
But another story, while my mother was fitting for that someting, I was sitting at the seats available at the store. And there was these 2 Koreanas. Ooh. The other one was so pretty. Hehe! I crush her. Lol! She was so Korean white, long straight hair, chinita(of course), and sits straight back. Waa! I thought. Is she a model? hahaha! And she was all trying those fancy clothes and I keep looking Hahaha! I think she even noticed me looking at her. Waaa! Kahiya.
Such a long post. So I'd cut it short. Hehehe! Bye!
posted by gimickero
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an entry with no name
waaaaaa! such a hateful day! I very much loathe this one. Why do I have to suffer not going out of the house for a badminton but do this wretched chemistry assignment that's got me all nuts because of the choppy internet? Agh.
Well, anyways, the internet is good again that's why I'm writing this post. Plus, I get to watch the new subbed episode of D.Grayman. hehe! Too cool... Hahaha! But the Death Note Subbed is not yet available... huhu! i want to see Raito kill another criminal... Hahahah! Kiddin'!
Anyways, could anyone help me answer my chemistry assignment? I'll be very generous as to give you a new layout of your choice. :D haha! I don't have much to say anymore... But one thing is for sure, I have been thinking something for the past 4 years that still, bugs me. Hmf! I wish I can resolve this. But even though I try to resolve this, some factors become a hindrance for my resolution(so redundant... haha). I hate not sharing it. T.T
anyways, bye now!
Well, anyways, the internet is good again that's why I'm writing this post. Plus, I get to watch the new subbed episode of D.Grayman. hehe! Too cool... Hahaha! But the Death Note Subbed is not yet available... huhu! i want to see Raito kill another criminal... Hahahah! Kiddin'!
Anyways, could anyone help me answer my chemistry assignment? I'll be very generous as to give you a new layout of your choice. :D haha! I don't have much to say anymore... But one thing is for sure, I have been thinking something for the past 4 years that still, bugs me. Hmf! I wish I can resolve this. But even though I try to resolve this, some factors become a hindrance for my resolution(so redundant... haha). I hate not sharing it. T.T
anyways, bye now!
Labels: addicted to anime, discombobulated, stressed.
posted by gimickero
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belated Happy Halloween!
hello! just got another entry to put here. Sadly, I still cannot put anything about my HS Night. Agh! The pictures aren't still with me. Too bad... Anyways, I wanna greet you all a Happy Halloween! You could all see the spirit of it in my new layout for November. hehe! At least. I'll try making another before the month ends.
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here's some bits about my past days. boring boring boring. so... ok. it's not that boring but it is sort of boring. I hate it. but I played badminton last tuesday i think. and then yesterday I went to the cemetery to pay homage to our deceased relatives. And it was the first time for me to stay in Himlayang Cavite or any cemetery that long. It was, because the relative was the first one who is close to my family. It was my lolo. He died December 1,2005 and ever since we were going to his tomb every Sunday.
It was bad. Really. His mausoleum was not yet built... It is because of some financial difficulties among the family. Also, it was because of some conflicts between how should it be. It shames me. It shames me that I wore good clothes that time and then go to my relative without having that mausoleum. All the other mausolea were having roofs. And even some were grandiose. Imagine a mausoleum for a preist. It's... It's... nevermind. Speaking of things that I wanted to speak out might face consequences that I don't like. That's what I've learned from blogging.
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anyways, I'll tell you the story behind this layout. You remember my past entry about the other anime right? Well this one is good too. Though Death Note is more realistic and their philosophies are way too good. And this one, almost sharing it's philosophy, is more supernatural. It displays a Black Order supposedly clergymen also, who were tasked to find the scattered pieces of the Innocence which before, resulted to the Noah's Incident. And in finding Innocence, they must battle Akumas(literally Demons) who are souls used by the Earl to destroy the Innocence and rule the world. That's where Allen Walker comes in. He is a boy (about 13, I believe) who was sent by someone named General Cross to become an exorcist. And the adventure starts.
The anime is also ongoing like Death Note so I'd really love to watch it. hehe!
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here's some bits about my past days. boring boring boring. so... ok. it's not that boring but it is sort of boring. I hate it. but I played badminton last tuesday i think. and then yesterday I went to the cemetery to pay homage to our deceased relatives. And it was the first time for me to stay in Himlayang Cavite or any cemetery that long. It was, because the relative was the first one who is close to my family. It was my lolo. He died December 1,2005 and ever since we were going to his tomb every Sunday.
It was bad. Really. His mausoleum was not yet built... It is because of some financial difficulties among the family. Also, it was because of some conflicts between how should it be. It shames me. It shames me that I wore good clothes that time and then go to my relative without having that mausoleum. All the other mausolea were having roofs. And even some were grandiose. Imagine a mausoleum for a preist. It's... It's... nevermind. Speaking of things that I wanted to speak out might face consequences that I don't like. That's what I've learned from blogging.
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anyways, I'll tell you the story behind this layout. You remember my past entry about the other anime right? Well this one is good too. Though Death Note is more realistic and their philosophies are way too good. And this one, almost sharing it's philosophy, is more supernatural. It displays a Black Order supposedly clergymen also, who were tasked to find the scattered pieces of the Innocence which before, resulted to the Noah's Incident. And in finding Innocence, they must battle Akumas(literally Demons) who are souls used by the Earl to destroy the Innocence and rule the world. That's where Allen Walker comes in. He is a boy (about 13, I believe) who was sent by someone named General Cross to become an exorcist. And the adventure starts.
The anime is also ongoing like Death Note so I'd really love to watch it. hehe!
posted by gimickero
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