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
27.7.09
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.
Following An Amazon Warrior's Footsteps
Beautiful, Smart, Brave, Strong, Loyal. And They Hated Men.
I wish I could be more like them. To me, they are THE perfect ideal of an independent woman. I want to be like them. Sure, men are not that all evil, but I will not let myself be controlled by my feelings toward the opposite sex. Nada.
Blame all these on RHGP. The discussions about the myths of love struck me like lightning. It jolted me awake. Knocked some sense in my head. Hating men doesn't mean I will stop being friends with my guy buddies, I will just focus my attention away from finding that Knight In Shining Armor...because all I find are some pud-pullers and meat-beaters cased up in tin. Disguising lust as love. That, for me, is the ultimate taboo.
Anyways, I'm enjoying school, especially Geometry, because I'm starting to get good grades in my quizzes and homeworks. Of course, I will never cease loving my first love, Social Studies. I especially love the fact that we are studying Rome. Talk about being a closet nerd. Nur's happy, because she has found love in the arms of Lanxe. Theirs is a relationship that's a keeper. Sort of a loveteam. So sweet. I'm still peeved because it's been a week and the Glee Club results have not been finalized yet! I'm surprised a lot of guys auditioned, though. Wew. Old-timers, like Mr. 72, Mr. 600, Francine, Janeah, and Mr. 21, are just itching to find out who made it. Hopefully next week it will be revealed.
As of this moment, I'm tripping out on Little Boots, Rob Thomas, and Gregorian Chants while fixing up our report on contemporary literature.
I wish I could be more like them. To me, they are THE perfect ideal of an independent woman. I want to be like them. Sure, men are not that all evil, but I will not let myself be controlled by my feelings toward the opposite sex. Nada.
Blame all these on RHGP. The discussions about the myths of love struck me like lightning. It jolted me awake. Knocked some sense in my head. Hating men doesn't mean I will stop being friends with my guy buddies, I will just focus my attention away from finding that Knight In Shining Armor...because all I find are some pud-pullers and meat-beaters cased up in tin. Disguising lust as love. That, for me, is the ultimate taboo.
Anyways, I'm enjoying school, especially Geometry, because I'm starting to get good grades in my quizzes and homeworks. Of course, I will never cease loving my first love, Social Studies. I especially love the fact that we are studying Rome. Talk about being a closet nerd. Nur's happy, because she has found love in the arms of Lanxe. Theirs is a relationship that's a keeper. Sort of a loveteam. So sweet. I'm still peeved because it's been a week and the Glee Club results have not been finalized yet! I'm surprised a lot of guys auditioned, though. Wew. Old-timers, like Mr. 72, Mr. 600, Francine, Janeah, and Mr. 21, are just itching to find out who made it. Hopefully next week it will be revealed.
As of this moment, I'm tripping out on Little Boots, Rob Thomas, and Gregorian Chants while fixing up our report on contemporary literature.
11.7.09
Mr. 600 And The Rest Of The Numbered Men I Know
I'm Numbering All Males That I Know. Please Don't Take It The Wrong Way. Thank You.
Why you ask? No reason. Trip. I got inspired after reading Snuff, a novel by Chuck Palahniuk. I number guys out of order (for example, I call Yuri Mr. 303-but it's obvious why...). So don't be puzzled if I start calling someone Mr. 24, Mr. 72, or Mr.17
Anyways...
It's only been the 3rd week but I feel so drained. Days are becoming fast-paced. And my seatmate, Mr. 137, got sent home because he had fever. I hope it's not the dreaded A(H1N1). And the homeworks just keep on piling higher. More homeworks means less time for me to blog. Dammit. But above all, I'm happy. Nur's happy. Yuri's happy. Everybody happy. Everything's still smooth sailing. Until when?
As of this moment, I'm chatting with Mr. 303 and watching 3OH!3's Warped Tour in YouTube. Talk about going 303-crazy.
Why you ask? No reason. Trip. I got inspired after reading Snuff, a novel by Chuck Palahniuk. I number guys out of order (for example, I call Yuri Mr. 303-but it's obvious why...). So don't be puzzled if I start calling someone Mr. 24, Mr. 72, or Mr.17
Anyways...
It's only been the 3rd week but I feel so drained. Days are becoming fast-paced. And my seatmate, Mr. 137, got sent home because he had fever. I hope it's not the dreaded A(H1N1). And the homeworks just keep on piling higher. More homeworks means less time for me to blog. Dammit. But above all, I'm happy. Nur's happy. Yuri's happy. Everybody happy. Everything's still smooth sailing. Until when?
As of this moment, I'm chatting with Mr. 303 and watching 3OH!3's Warped Tour in YouTube. Talk about going 303-crazy.
5.7.09
Inspired
Who Is It This Time? Curious Much?
The answer is 3OH!3. And you thought it was some guy. Psyche. It's 3OH!3, people. So far, they're not that known around the Philippines yet. Only four people know them in my school. If you wanna go check who the hell they are, just search for yourself. I'm so addicted to this duo that I even downloaded all their songs in LimeWire because I can't find their CD here. (Nurmie, I'm sending a subliminal message-I know what I want for my birthday!).
Anyway, so far, so good in the 2nd week of school. 3OH!3's songs help me stay up late to do my homework. And everything's working like clockwork. But I still have to learn a thing or two about time management!
Yuri had already left for Japan last wednesday. Aww, now I can't go anywhere alone again! BAGOONG. But he'll be back by Christmas. Or my birthday. He'll be back. No one knows about 3OH!3 in Japan yet. I think. Yuri's so addicted to these guys that he even grew his hair long to copy Nat's hairstyle! But his mom had it cut off before he left. Aww. So sad.
Curious much? Alright, here's some pics: (You're welcome, Yuri)
The tall guy is Nathaniel Motte, while the short guy is Sean Foreman. I hope these were enough to make them remain in your memory.
As of this moment, I'm chatting with Yuri and he's so stoked about me posting about 3OH!3.
4.7.09
Caught In The Acqt.
The Frenzy Of The Party Took Me Away. Now I'm Back.
Yesterday was the-yep, you guessed it-ACQUAINTANCE PARTY. It was fun, but not to die for. Plus, the songs were lame and repetitive. Really. Here are some highlights:
>the dance club danced "Singing In The Rain". Bla bla bla.
>I sang and it went without a hitch! WOOHOO!
>Everyone went crazy when free dance was announced.
>Ferlix Sanchez and Vince Inigo went gaga. Really. Talk about Officers Gone Wild! LOL.
>I felt like a total **** during the slow dance.
>Ms. De Vera forcefully separated all couples who were getting cuddly during the slow dance.
>They did not play the much-awaited "Thriller", causing the crowd to riot.
> They didn't even play "Careless Whisper"!
>NO 3OH!3 SONGS EITHER!!!
Anyway, that was pretty much everything.
BTW!
I'll be forcefully changing my blog name and my URL. Someone's been commenting on my posts rather very harshly. People, it's ok to criticize my posts, but to criticize me as a person according to my blog? Quite out of the question. So it is with a sad heart that I'll have to say goodbye to the title: "Confessions Of A Spirit In Limbo". But the Millionaire will never leave.
P.S. I'm not aspiring to be the next Perez Hilton.
Yesterday was the-yep, you guessed it-ACQUAINTANCE PARTY. It was fun, but not to die for. Plus, the songs were lame and repetitive. Really. Here are some highlights:
>the dance club danced "Singing In The Rain". Bla bla bla.
>I sang and it went without a hitch! WOOHOO!
>Everyone went crazy when free dance was announced.
>Ferlix Sanchez and Vince Inigo went gaga. Really. Talk about Officers Gone Wild! LOL.
>I felt like a total **** during the slow dance.
>Ms. De Vera forcefully separated all couples who were getting cuddly during the slow dance.
>They did not play the much-awaited "Thriller", causing the crowd to riot.
> They didn't even play "Careless Whisper"!
>NO 3OH!3 SONGS EITHER!!!
Anyway, that was pretty much everything.
BTW!
I'll be forcefully changing my blog name and my URL. Someone's been commenting on my posts rather very harshly. People, it's ok to criticize my posts, but to criticize me as a person according to my blog? Quite out of the question. So it is with a sad heart that I'll have to say goodbye to the title: "Confessions Of A Spirit In Limbo". But the Millionaire will never leave.
P.S. I'm not aspiring to be the next Perez Hilton.
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