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!
Labels: pissed, tired
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!
Labels: discombobulated, hated, pissed, story mode
