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| EDIT 12.25.2005; 08:02PM:
Another move. I actually don't want to leave this account. It's just...
okay. I want to be selective of the people I choose to be able to view
my Xanga, that's all. As soon as I fix up my new Xanga, I'll move. /EDIT
Merry Christmas. :) Vexel, anyone? http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/26820231/
Namamasko po!
This morning, I woke up to the sounds of little children outside our house, yelling, "Namamasko po!" I detest that phrase so much. Here's a little translation:
Namamasko po! = Pahingi ng pera!
It's so rude. Anyway, three groups of people passed by our house today,
we didn't give them any money. It was annoying. Rude. They rang our
doorbells, another thing I hate so much. They would come back after
30minutes or so. If they want money, mangaroling nalang sila. Hindi ako magbibigay sa mga bastos. Leche.
It may seem harsh, but people, these days, don't know the meaning nor
the concept of the word polite. Today's society is so messed up. Yes,
they don't have any money, they live in poverty-stricken neighborhoods,
I understand that, but that's not an excuse for poor behavior.
December 24
My Christmas was so-and-so. We went to Katipunan to spend our Christmas
Eve with my cousins, uncle, aunt and grandmother. We had dinner, my
grandmother brought out a bottle of Irish Cream - Bailey's (yum), and
when we were finished with that, she took out a bottle of Cabernet
(double yum). We, the grandchildren, went upstairs afterward to play
chess (Anya and Kieran), Scrabble (kuya, me and Ten). I won, thanks to the word growl (yes, it's mediocre, but it helped me win, so bug off). :)
We went home, we watched a German movie at the Lifestyle network, and
waited for midnight to come. My little brother fell asleep around 11PM.
My brother and I opened one present each, out of tradition. We started
doing this when I was, like, six or so. We've gotten used to it. :)
I fell asleep at once.
I woke up around noon, we ate lunch at once, let Gus out of his cage. I
made a little felt Santa Claus hat for him, with a string to hold it to
his head. Too bad he destroyed it before I could take a picture.
And then we opened our presents.
I recieved a James Patterson novel (love it, love it, love it, all 100+
chapters of it and so will Poli), 5,000php cash (I have enough to get a
domain, and swap my phone for a better model), a few um, thongs, a
nightgown, a pair of silver earrings, new Chuck Taylors, a Converse
tee, a Lee Rocker Babe tee, a book of ghost stories from around the
world, beaded bracelets (from my mom, she saw me eyeing them when we
were at the mall), a cute coin purse (good timing, I need a new one),
body spray, more bracelets and a diary.
The Exorcism of Emily Rose
I did a little research on Emily Rose. You know, from The Exorcism of Emily
Rose? The real Emily Rose is Anneliese Michel who lived in Germany. She
died in 1967 after eight months of attempted exorcism. She was 23 years
old when she died. "Anneliese presented what she claimed were six
separate demons possessing her, including Lucifer, Cain, Judas Iscariot, Nero, and Belial." - Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anneliese_Michel)
The movie is not scary. It's actually pretty good. I totally recommend watching it. :)
The woman in the photo on the left side, is Anneliese Michel, Emily Rose to you.
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| Do you see me
Do you feel me like I feel you
Call your number
I cannot get through
You don't hear me and I dont understand
When I reach out I dont find your hand
Were they wasted words and did they mean a thing?
And all our precious time but I still feel so in between
Someday... I'll just keep pretending
That you'll stay dreaming of a diffrent ending
I wanna hold on but it hurts so bad
And I can't keep something that I never had
I keep tellin myself things can turn around with time
And if I wait it out you could always change your mind
Like a fairy tale where it works out in the end
Can I close my eyes
have you lying here again
Then I come back down
Then I fade back in
And then I realize its
Its just what might have been.
That you'll stay dreaming of a diffrent ending
I wanna hold on but it hurts so bad
And I can't keep something that I never had
Am I a shadow on your wall
Am I anything at all
Anything to you
Am I a secret that you keep
Do you dream me while you're sleeping after all
Someday I'll just keep pretending
That you'll stay dreaming of a different ending
I wanna hold on but it hurts so bad
And I can't keep something that I never had
That I never had
I wanna hold on but it hurts so bad
And I can't keep something that I never had
You dont see me, you dont feel me like I feel you | | |
| It's almost 2AM. Maybe even past that time, but I don't care. I guess I'm too busy mulling things over to even notice the time.
It's just weird, you know. One minute, things seem so great, and then
things go terribly wrong. Something totally out of your control happens
and you don't know what to do.
Crash. Everything falls apart.
Sometimes, you feel so close to a person. You feel as if nothing -
NOTHING - can ever destroy the bond you have. But suddenly, it self-destructs,
right in front of you, for no apparent reason. It happens so quickly
that you don't even have a chance to try and salvage it. You think of what happened, but each time you try, you always end up with nothing. No reason, no solution, nothing.
Bam. The explosion is so nerve-wracking, you can't even bear it.
And then you're left with the tiny, shattered remnants of what once seemed
so unbreakable. You pick up the pieces and try to put them back
together... to no avail.
To make things worse, you are the only one affected. The other person seems to not have noticed, or is ignoring it on purpose. Only you are the one attempting to make things right. And all those attempts crash and burn.
Everything is hopeless.
Don't ask me. Even I am stumped.
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| http://www.nothinglikethesun.com/ - the best Buffy/Spike shipper ever!
If
you watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I assume you know about the
Buffy/Spike love affair. :) You get all of that here. Angst, drama,
ficlets, poetry, humor, fluff, and PWP ("Plot, What Plot?", "Point,
What Point?", "Porn Without Plot" it goes by all three, but it
has a common denominator: graphic, explicit, sometimes violent sex.).
Yayness.
Gah.
Imma continue reading this ficlet.
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| Whee. Just got home. :)
Paskuhan '05
I'll
have to say that it was so-and-so. The best thing about today was that
I got to spend it with people I care about: my blockmates. There were
no chairs, so we had to sit on the grass to have a good view of what
was happening on the stage. Since we didn't have a mat, we used
newspapers. But Aedrianne showed up and brought a mat for our block.
Thanks, Adi.:)
It was alright. :) I also got a Santa hat from *someone*. :) Thank you
to that someone. :) It was free and by the time I realized that the
hats were being given away, they had run out. I was, like, "I want a
hat! I want a hat!" And before I left, *that* person gave me a
hat. If you look at the image
down below, you'll see the hat. The stars on the white fuzzy part of
the hat have lightbulbs in them.
Even though the program was so-and-so, the fireworks made up for it. It was better than an Independence day presentation. It was
hilarious, though, with the guys behind us shouting, "Shit! Diyan napunta tuition ko! Pare, let's watch our money get burned right in front of us!" An understandable remark, though. Those fireworks must have cost half a million pesos or so.
Free food! What else could be better? Chains like Jollibee, Kenny
Rogers, and Shakey's set up stands around the field, where students
lined up to get their food. One meal per person only, though, which I
can understand, judging by the size of the crowd that turned up.
Merry Christmas!
Anyway, here is a little image I'm going to use to.. err.. greet you guys. :D
Yes, I look like crap. Still... Merry
Christmas, guys. I hope you enjoy yourselves this season. :) If you
want to link this photo or anything, since giving image gifts seems to
be a fad nowadays, you may. The link is
http://img15.imgspot.com/u/05/353/10/christmas1135094201.jpg. Enjoy!
Cam-On!
Paula,
Louise, Jane and I also had our pictures taken at AB's Cam-On booth.
I'll put up the [sucky] pictures later when I scan them. :D
Rest and Relaxation
Oh, yeah. I've done all the work required of me for our Sociology
research proposal. So, all I have to do this season is relax. And of
course continue my vexelling. ;) See ya!
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