The Millionaire Is Back...With A Vengeance.
That's right. I'm blogging again. So much has happened since I last blogged. It's the end of the second quarter, and I hope it won't end too fast. What's with the title, you ask? Well, it seems that I have finally found love..and it's for real, I reckon.
But with whom, you ask again. Well, let's keep him under the name Mr. 143. Clue: He's not a batchmate! Keep guessing, my friends...
You ask me to describe him? Well, this dude is an opposite of sorts, appearing as a very serious no-nonsense scary guy but he's really crazy. Both figuratively and literally. His dad's a prominent figure in school as well. Are you getting hints? Keep guessing. He's also currently crazy about a certain person, and he is all over everything that person did. Did you guess it? Type your answers in my cbox, conveniently located at the lower right corner of my blog. Haha.
And what about the lies, you ask me yet again. Some people keep their masks well worn, but some of these masked marauders don't hide very well. Welcome to High School, where popularity and power is the top priority. I choose not to be one of them. Not that I denounce popular people, it's just that it's not on the top of my list. It's somewhere between the 100th-150th spot. What sense am I saying, you ask? I don't know. Figure it out. The only way to understand a certain matter is to look at it in your own perspective. It's your opinion, go crazy. "I may not agree with what you say, but I will defend with all my life your right to say it." - Voltaire
Alas, I have said much. I have to rest, for what is an opinion if it is worthless after all?
15.8.09
Wait For It
Tuesday. I Just Can't Believe It.
A year has passed once again in the life of the Millionaire. And I'm thankful I'm still alive. It's been quite a while since I last posted here. I missed this. My Post-Long Test Therapy. So far, this 1st quarter was good, earning me good grades. I hope I can maintain it, though. My social life's still intact, miraculously. And surprisingly, I'm still gaining more friends. Geometry's been a real lulu for me, but I hope it stays that way for the remainder of the year. And Social Studies? Dammit, I can't wait to study Russia! 8D
Loveteams are growing rapidly. Each of my friends seem to suddenly have a significant other. I hope I will too, soon. Just Joking. I'll enjoy giving love advices and shoulders to cry on for broken hearted friends for now. Although I'm becoming attracted to someone...and he's NOT a batchmate. Talk about being contented.
Glee Club: New Faces, New Crazes
A lot has changed in the GC. Some old members quit, but there are new Clubbers to add to the family. For now, both GC and DC (Dance Club) are busy practicing for the Spectacle (or Voices, as Feliss had told me). It seems that dancing to MJ songs is instrumental to discovering hidden and unlikely talents of unlikely people. Example would be Vince Inigo. The dude's crazy about MJ. And heck, he CAN dance. Really. I plan to celebrate my birthday in GC, together with some DC members. My prediction for the GC Year 09-10? Expect craziness, drama, outrageousness, laughs, tears, and ROMANCE?! Could be...
As of this moment, I'm eating Creamettes and chatting with friends, as always.
A year has passed once again in the life of the Millionaire. And I'm thankful I'm still alive. It's been quite a while since I last posted here. I missed this. My Post-Long Test Therapy. So far, this 1st quarter was good, earning me good grades. I hope I can maintain it, though. My social life's still intact, miraculously. And surprisingly, I'm still gaining more friends. Geometry's been a real lulu for me, but I hope it stays that way for the remainder of the year. And Social Studies? Dammit, I can't wait to study Russia! 8D
Loveteams are growing rapidly. Each of my friends seem to suddenly have a significant other. I hope I will too, soon. Just Joking. I'll enjoy giving love advices and shoulders to cry on for broken hearted friends for now. Although I'm becoming attracted to someone...and he's NOT a batchmate. Talk about being contented.
Glee Club: New Faces, New Crazes
A lot has changed in the GC. Some old members quit, but there are new Clubbers to add to the family. For now, both GC and DC (Dance Club) are busy practicing for the Spectacle (or Voices, as Feliss had told me). It seems that dancing to MJ songs is instrumental to discovering hidden and unlikely talents of unlikely people. Example would be Vince Inigo. The dude's crazy about MJ. And heck, he CAN dance. Really. I plan to celebrate my birthday in GC, together with some DC members. My prediction for the GC Year 09-10? Expect craziness, drama, outrageousness, laughs, tears, and ROMANCE?! Could be...
As of this moment, I'm eating Creamettes and chatting with friends, as always.
27.7.09
Trake (read: Tra-ke)!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO....
MAUREEN EMILY SCHRJIVERS!!!!
Keep winning those golds!! Thanks for giving me food during training!! You are the best gun-shooting track-and-field runner buddy I have!! 8D
MAUREEN EMILY SCHRJIVERS!!!!
Keep winning those golds!! Thanks for giving me food during training!! You are the best gun-shooting track-and-field runner buddy I have!! 8D
25.7.09
3OH!3 Song Paragraph Fun
Obviously, I'm Bored. So I Patched Up A Paragraph Containing 3OH!3's Songs.
Holla Till You Pass Out, cause I'm Not Comin' To Your Party. Why should I? Just because you're Hott and everyone is Starstrukk around you? Look, I'm Not Your Boyfriend, Baby. You know you're just a Punkbitch, wearing a Chokechain and hooking up with a Rich Man who looks like a Sasquatch with Hornz. You know it was just a Photofinish. Dance With Me cause I Can't Do It Alone. How can he Saydem Up with a Neatfreak like you? You should be treated with Electroshock . But since you're Still Around, grab a Colorado Sunrise, Tapp, but Don't Dance, and Don't Trust Me.
19.7.09
OH SNAP!
I Know It's Kinda Late.
Since this is my blog and I can post anything here, be it embarrassing or boring, this is a video of me, yes me, singing at the Acquaintance Party last July 3! Don't be too harsh on criticizing me; I was nervous as hell. :D
Since this is my blog and I can post anything here, be it embarrassing or boring, this is a video of me, yes me, singing at the Acquaintance Party last July 3! Don't be too harsh on criticizing me; I was nervous as hell. :D
Mr. 600!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO....
VINCE STANLEY B. INIGO!!!!
Don't forget to give your bus buddies a piece of your cake! Lots of HUGS and KISSES from Antonny! LOL. Rock on 600 dude!
VINCE STANLEY B. INIGO!!!!
Don't forget to give your bus buddies a piece of your cake! Lots of HUGS and KISSES from Antonny! LOL. Rock on 600 dude!
18.7.09
There's A Danger In Loving Somebody Too Much
And It's Sad When You Know It's Your Heart They Can't Touch.
Can you say senti mode? With all the loveteams sprouting out here and there, I can't help but wonder, when will I be one of them? I know, I've sworn to repel from the opposite gender, but really, when will my Mr. 143 arrive?
Love is that one word that once you say it, you can never take it back. Loving someone is to sacrifice and dedicate your everything to that person, and that person should do the same. Love is give and take. And it should be vice-versa. Not someone who does all the giving and another who does all the taking. A crush, infatuation, and a fling is different from love. Especially a fling. When you are in a fling, your partner never cares, calls, or even acknowledges your presence except when you guys are in the confinement of your bedroom. True Fact.
Knowing your limits is another factor. Your loved one should respect that, and you should respect their limits too. They should never, ever, try to mold you into a person that is of their liking. Never get lost in their magnetic eyes or mushy words or price-y gifts. The greatest irony is that the person who says the most tantalizing words and who promises the most unbelievable things is the person that will make you fall hard in the end. True Fact. Take it from me, for I have met a guy like this. They would raise you up, so high until you reach cloud 9, then when something goes wrong they snap that string, and down, down, down you go. You then have to walk home, bruised and bloodied, trying to figure out why you even let yourself fall in the first place.
A few good men are still out there, but they are hidden amongst these pud-pullers, chicken-chokers, monkey-milkers, meat-beaters, and money-shooters. It's up to you to do the nit-picking. Good Luck.
After all those pud-pullers, I'm now afraid of falling in love. It's my one fear. That's why I never leave my comfort zone. Yup, I guess deep down, love is just another word I'll never learn to pronounce.
Can you say senti mode? With all the loveteams sprouting out here and there, I can't help but wonder, when will I be one of them? I know, I've sworn to repel from the opposite gender, but really, when will my Mr. 143 arrive?
Love is that one word that once you say it, you can never take it back. Loving someone is to sacrifice and dedicate your everything to that person, and that person should do the same. Love is give and take. And it should be vice-versa. Not someone who does all the giving and another who does all the taking. A crush, infatuation, and a fling is different from love. Especially a fling. When you are in a fling, your partner never cares, calls, or even acknowledges your presence except when you guys are in the confinement of your bedroom. True Fact.
Knowing your limits is another factor. Your loved one should respect that, and you should respect their limits too. They should never, ever, try to mold you into a person that is of their liking. Never get lost in their magnetic eyes or mushy words or price-y gifts. The greatest irony is that the person who says the most tantalizing words and who promises the most unbelievable things is the person that will make you fall hard in the end. True Fact. Take it from me, for I have met a guy like this. They would raise you up, so high until you reach cloud 9, then when something goes wrong they snap that string, and down, down, down you go. You then have to walk home, bruised and bloodied, trying to figure out why you even let yourself fall in the first place.
A few good men are still out there, but they are hidden amongst these pud-pullers, chicken-chokers, monkey-milkers, meat-beaters, and money-shooters. It's up to you to do the nit-picking. Good Luck.
After all those pud-pullers, I'm now afraid of falling in love. It's my one fear. That's why I never leave my comfort zone. Yup, I guess deep down, love is just another word I'll never learn to pronounce.
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