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| Writer's Block: Crepuscular Drama |
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05:23pm 23/11/2008 |
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Ah... murder-worthy book, in the sense that I can kill anyone who says it's wonderful. Of course, that would include me on the list, since I had said it was fucking wonderful. Right now, I'd say any insulting word in the dictionary isn't even enough to describe how low the series is. It's just plain FAIL to the point that I'd jump off the cliff if someone told me to for having been attracted to it. Oh yes, I finished all books. They're all fucking insightful, mind you, to how retarded Bella truly is. And not just her, mind you. The whole thing. Haha. Meyer sucks to the core. I don't even know where she should be put since anywhere she is placed would easily get mutated into a fucking fanfiction of Mary-Sue and Gary-Stu and stupidity and sex and whatnot. It's not even disappointing. It's way beyond upsetting. No words of extreme loathing can be said about this. Haha. |
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09:54am 14/05/2007 |
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| You Are 72% Tortured Genius | 
You are smart. Brilliant in fact. And while it's a blessing, it's also a curse.
Your head is filled with everything - grand ideas, insufferable worries, and a good deal of angst. |
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| The Air is Quite Heavy... |
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05:41pm 09/05/2007 |
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If there's one thing I don't like about my mom's taste for music, it's the eventual effect it has on me once I listen more and more. My brain rebelling against the age of the songs is beyond the point; what matters more is that the songs generally have the knack of making me realize the reality I'm in and its harshness. Just listening to the mild yet forceful melodies of the songs triggers some of my thoughts that I have forcefully pushed back to the oblivious part of my head to come crashing down on me again. And with every bout, I feel like crying for no reason at all. Maybe it's the troubled and wasted feeling I get whenever I remember them; often, thinking about those problems and other random thoughts lead to my missing my past, always wishing it would somehow come back and never leave. This must be the feeling of having a not-fully-lived past, but I pretty much know I lived mine to the fullest... |
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| Pissed? Maybe... |
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12:44am 20/01/2007 |
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For the past week I had been quite on the edge of being the grumpy person nobody would want to talk to. Everytime someone annoyed me just a little bit, my head would just explode with almost every little bit of fault I could see in that person, up to the point that my mind was making them up. I even almost told my best friend to shut up in one of our chats one night, which is very unlike me. I don't know why I became like that. And I don't understand why people aren't suing me for it. I had broken off from a friend, went invisible on another chatmate in the middle of the conversation (it was her fault, anyway...she pissed me off with her childish antics... I'm even starting to think she just talks to me to make fun of me...), and was just plain hotheaded the whole week. Too many things irritated me. Anyway... Thanks to a friend, I finally came out of that dark aura. I won't say it was hell because sometimes I know I just need it, especially with that certain chatmate. I rather liked it, anyway, because I could be open about everything. It's just that once I come out of it, I know I'll feel regret again because I know being angry with almost everything is wrong. But sometimes, I'd rather be angry with everything than just be the mute person who hides whatever she thinks so very well everyone already sees her as someone good... ...when she really isn't. mood:  apathetic |
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09:56am 16/12/2006 |
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| What Your Soul Really Looks Like | 
You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.
You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.
You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.
Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.
For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust. |
music: The Calling - Nothing's Changed |
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| Two Hearts - Prologue |
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07:00am 15/12/2006 |
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NOTE: Don't read if you don't know fanfiction or Yu-Gi-Oh or hate fanfiction or Yu-gi-Oh. I'm just posting this because I'm starting to pity my now frozen blog. Summary: Hearts are clean to begin with. They only become dirty because of experience. Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh, only Lesta and a few other characters. Prologue: The sun, at this place, cast a rather soft ray of sunshine, compared to the desert or the city. He saw her there, sitting beneath the shadows of a tropical tree, her head on her crossed arms that were above her knees. Her strange yet beautiful eyes that were of color black, an unusual eye color, stared solemnly at the big body of water in front of them both. A silent breeze rustled the trees and bushes and rippled the water. It even played with his friend’s long black hair, swaying it and reminding him of the soft, silk cover he usually wrapped himself with on his bed when he didn’t want to go out of his chambers. Once again, she reminded him of good memories.
He was overjoyed to see her there; the oasis provided him a peaceful place away from all the problems and teachings he underwent daily at the Court; but, seeing her was more than enough to ease away his exhaustion, erasing it completely.
The oasis was paradise. But with her in it, it was heaven. He wanted to just stand there, savoring the view that was in front of him.
The Prince opened his eyes to reveal a sight only familiar to the one he just recalled. He was in the same place as the last time he came here. In the same place as she was before was the girl he spent so much time watching. The same wind blew, the same trees and bushes rustled, and there it was…the same big body of water called lake. Nothing in the oasis had changed, but the two of them did. “You’re here…” the girl muttered and stood up to face him. She wasn’t wearing the same dirty-white dress she wore before, the last time they met here, but was now wearing a cloak, and within, the Prince knew, was the clothes of a thief. She wasn’t holding the necklace she gave him last time they met here, but in each hand was a knife. She was no more wearing a look of joy, but was rather wearing a look of loathing. The Prince clenched his teeth. “I have no intention to fight you, Lesta.” “I do.” That answer would have sounded much more welcoming and pleasant if she said it at another place… There was a silent pause as the Prince, for what he swore was the last time he’d go to this place, drank in every sight he saw, every sound he heard, and every sensation he felt. And, with a voice that he was afraid was cracking, he muttered, “If you wish…” Unknowingly, as the fight started, two hearts, both that had been clean to start with, and now stained by their own experiences, thought of the same thing… How did it come to this…?mood:  calm music: This Guy's in Love with You, Pare |
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| It's been a while... |
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09:20pm 24/11/2006 |
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I hate the situation I'm in...I hate how they forced me to be here...I hate how they say that it's for my own good...I hate remembering how many times they've talked to me about it, when in the end I'm stil hating them for what they've done...I hate that I had been obedient...I hate that I did everything I could to get here... Look at me...look at how much I've changed...and it's all because of their pushing...it's all because of the pressure...it's all because of what they demand of me...it's all because what they want my future to be... I've lost my childhood...and it's all because they want me to only think about the future... If they only wanted me to think about the future, they shouldn't have given me what I want today...they should have left me to fend off my desires...maybe if that were so...I wouldn't have this kind of thinking now... I want to live my life with my own way...but they're the ones living it... They are not guiding me...they are controlling me... I don't care if we talk again...I'll still end up hating them, anyway... I hate the fact that I have to sacrifice what makes me happy to give way to the things that have made me cry over and over again... mood:  I cannot ignore it anymore... music: Parokya ni Edgar - Sorry Na |
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| Can forgive, but can never forget... pt1 |
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09:58pm 05/11/2006 |
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A series of depressions has been attacking me recently...It's like once I get into a moment of happiness, I remember scrambled thoughts that lead me to only one thing: loneliness. And then my smile fades away, and then I seem to come into a state of shock, or despair...
It happened again earlier. I was once again swimming in my thoughts, when some flashed before me again and wiped every hint of tranquility out of my mind. And then I became depressed...again...
I feel I've come into a similar situation like Eme-chan's...I feel like I'm degrading myself, too...I'm starting to feel as if I'm worthless, and that life has become cruel again. Okay, so it's a bit different from what Eme-chan's feeling right now... I'll have to continue this post at another time...it's late, and my father's a bit moody right now... mood: depressed |
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| Walang sem break |
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12:38am 27/10/2006 |
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Ang saya naman ng school namin...yung ibang paaralan, sem break na...kami, two fair days lang...tapos Nov. 1 lang ang walang pasok. Gusto ko tuloy mag-absent ng isang linggo... Nagbabasa lang ng mga fanfictions...nakakaadik kasi eh...ito nga, naadik na naman kay Riku... No. 1 on my list currently is Riku. Sige...un lang...12:41 am na...saya, no? mood:  sleepy |
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| whee... |
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12:59pm 23/10/2006 |
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Just installed Photoshop (again) yesterday...now I'm having fun again... Here's the latest one I made...Maybe I'll make a signature to go with it...  here's the siggy...  I really need some critics... Thanks for commenting, Beila! mood: calm |
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| To hell with it! |
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10:50am 08/10/2006 |
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Tagalog post muna po! Kelangan lang po ilabas yung galit! Ang galing naman niya, magagalit siya kapag hindi nakukuha yung gusto samantalang siya nga walang pakialam kung nawawala niya yung gamit ng iba. Aba! Ibibintang pa dun sa mismong may-ari yung naiwala niya! Ang laki kasi ng ulo! Dammit...I hate her... Now she's hurrying me with the internet when it's I who bought the card because the DSL's damn broken... I Hate HER!!!! mood:  hotheaded |
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06:57pm 25/09/2006 |
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Oo na... alam ko na... di ako dapat nagpopost...bagsak na ako sa math kasi eh... ginagawa ko lang ito par malabas yung sama ng loob ko...mas maganda to kaysa ung magbibigay pa ako ng problema sa magulang ko... Sige na...ito lang... mood: numb |
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| Purgatory week... |
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04:59pm 20/09/2006 |
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To sum it all up, this week has been hell to me...
First of all, I did all our group's chemistry laboratory reports in record time. Usually, when I did reports like them, I did them for about two to three hours. Unfortunately, during Monday and Thursday, I was hurried beyond my limits because those were the days the reports were due, one report each day. I had help from my groupmates, but most of the work was distributed between me and only one of my groupmates, me having the larger part.
Well, that's the really troublesome problem I had undergone for the first three days. The real feat will be starting right now, once I start on my optional work for social science, which I need if ever I wish to survive my social science subject. I still have to complete my social science notes, study on the Mesoamericans, study for our math long test, study for our biology long test, do my chemistry problem set, study for our chemistry comprehensive quiz aka a long test disguised as a quiz, and type all the explanations to the 14 passages from Confucius' analects my group chose for english. These will all be required by Thursday or Friday. And I'll have to clear with my STR groupmates what we have to do for our sampling report, due on Friday.
That's all for today. Good luck to all of us Philippine Science High School students. According to our teacher, this is just purgatory week. Hell week's coming right up. mood:  stressed |
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| Requirements |
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07:22am 16/09/2006 |
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- Math homework - I'll be meeting Sir Tacuboy's three friends--Vance, PH, and Cole--and solve those problems that should be called disasters...
- English essay - did I even listen...?
- Filipino poems - and I thought I was done...
- Social Science homework - have to read about...five to six chapters and I'll have to do that Optional Work Ms. Bawagan gave us...I need it!
Well, for the weekend, I guess I'll be staying in front of the computer. We've got piles of homework in our hands and I don't really want to cram anything at the moment. School's getting rough and I don't want to fall behind again. So...Good day, everyone. mood:  working |
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| Headaches, headaches... |
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06:20pm 11/09/2006 |
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Yesterday was September 10. It was my birthday. So, to celebrate it, my father decided that we should go out for the day and have some fun. Unfortunately, I won't go into the details so as to save some time. It's not like I have the whole night to do this, is it? I have to do some schoolwork, too, you know. Anyway... The last place we went to was Mall of Asia, where we settled down and bought some cocktails. It's really funny, really; three of us, my mother, my sister, and me, all ordered cocktails, while my father only drank water. I won't also say the reason here. I ordered Tequila Sunrise, a mixture of orange juice and tequila (ugh...) and some syrup that I didn't know. But when I took a sip, I made a face--it tasted...bad... Hey, don't blame me! I'm not used to this kind of things! Well, that was only the first try. After that, I got a little used to it. But when I say little, I mean that it still tasted bad, though not as bad as the first try. You know the other funny thing? My mother finished my drink; I couldn't drain the...eight or nine inches of glass of Tequila Sunrise. Honestly, I didn't even drink half the glass. Anyway... I thought I wasn't drunk by then. But when I woke up this morning, my head was slightly throbbing. So I guess I did get a bit drunk... Ugh... I don't think I still want to try alcohol... mood: blah |
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| VBA, anyone? |
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06:51pm 09/09/2006 |
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I downloaded VBA for the second time. I guess this will be my gift to myself. Oh, how vain... -_-" Anyway, if anyone knows any good gameboy game, please tell me. I'm so desperate to play! Haven't been going to CWF for a while...wonder what's new? *sigh* I abandoned my account?! OMG! Not in my teenage years will I do that! In fairness, Hero's been showing some good anime recently. Some of them I know I've watched before. To Gakuen Alice fans, forgive me. But even if I try hard to like the anime, it still doesn't match my taste... ^-^" I'm outnumbered in Pisay... T_T mood: calm |
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