After years and years of not posting, weew, here I am. :]]
This'll be as random as I am atm. :]
I miss Australiahh. darn,DARN.


I still love him...No one can change that.
I wasn't the purrfect girl for him..
I hope things will treat him right.
Kahit na wala na kami[Even though were over],I still am regreting bajjilions of things.
&& and now, as time is ticking, I wish him the best in his life.
He might not belive me when I say that I MISS HIM..and I STIL LOVE HIM,,
But I can pary for him always, &&and I know God is there beside him when im not there.
Though, again, you know that I regret alot of things, having him for that time isnt included.
He is still..NO1. <3

[Wrote that last night. gaah.]

.AMP MOBILEE. whuat? :]]
.NOODLE DANZZ.

I had the worst friday of my entiree life. Gela, dear, you know what I mean.
If my friends didnt stop on time, IM LIKE DEAD RIGHT NOW.

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LAST SONG SYNDROME by.Me. :>
I'm not really the reason why our relationship soon ended.
We both lied to each other,maybe that's why memories faded.


Unexpected authorities came suddenly, budgin' in.
Felt so bad about myself, is loving you really a SIN??


Water soon came cascading down my once happy eyes.
Is this really it? The time we loved and cared said their GOODBYES&.


Missin' those carassing times we laughed,
sending me roses and love poetries.
The things that made me and you stronger,
Fuck,MAN,those were just used-to-be's.


Realizing my faults, what a broken lullaby.
That sweet gentle touch,Man, couldnt help but break and cry.


It's all done, but i wasnt the only one who was wrong.
Accepted the past. Damn we didnt last. Sang our last song. :[[


OMGEEH. That's soo not me. eeek, eeeeeeeeeeekkkness.

uberlieeeh Miss Louise &&and Kayyee. Hope to see them soon. [ausiee pals.]
Btw, they are ex'es. Louise told me their storyy. It ended BADLEEH. but good thing they are friends now. :] close close close friends. :]I heard they met at a park.
So, yeaahh.. I'm thinking of what to Publish atm.
I SHALL RETURN, dudes in the hood's. =))

.eight,eight.<3

I LURVEEH CHARLES.sino aangal? :D

happy 100th post to my blog.
I'm at Netopia right now. Missed netopia so much. I don't go here that often due to the fact that I do own my own computer at home. I'm just doing this for a purpose.
Okay, this post is somewhat going to be, well, long in my statement.
I'm leaving Pinas. Yes, i did not type that wrong. Contrary as it is, I can't deny this but, I might even transfer schools. Again, it's really true.
About my day. A lot of dramatic momentums. I hate drama, goodness, but I guese I coudnlt take that away from being a teenage girl who speaks her mind.
dami namin here at Netopia. I didnt expect this.
Im holding back the temptation of entering my Username and Password at friendster here. I might get hack or whatsoever. Yes, very sensitive indeed. I wouldnt try risking my account for such, well, highspeed broadband.
Speaking of broadband, is the Zte deal over? The whole issue? Or not?
I'm going to be revaling my Inbox NOW. Im going to stae who is it from, but just a few messages will do. Im quite secretive. Deal with it.
Ps. and before I start, expect the messages all from Elmoqns. = My boyfie = Charles Go. :] [ charles kung binabasa mo toh, ayan, special mention ka na. Sige, NGITI na. :)) ]

1.Fr: Ate Paola.
Message: Andito n ko wilson so i'l b seeing u in awyl.:)

2.Fr: Ate Paola.
Message: Haha no prob sis snay namn ko:) didnt go 2 school bukas daw pwde submit plates:) nk2log ksi ko bgla kgbi halos lhat d nkagawa nung finals plate namin

3.Fr: Elmoqns (Charles).
Message: Baby q, haha. Nagun lng ako nkpag txt, ang hirap kanina sobra.:) tas ngaun nsa harap pako, hanap ako way mktxt ha?:O
NOTE: This was during Class Hours. :> Hell YEAH.

4.Fr: Elmoqns (Charles).
Message:Yee, ganda ganda m kya baby q.:O
NOTE: NO WAY.

5.Fr: Elmoqns (Charles) .
Message: Bobong Tobobo-Paul.
NOTE: an .x.Send. :))

6.FR: Elmoqns (Charles).
Message:Pal0ad kna muna beib, cge love you too!:) Ingat ka pauwi. Paload kna beib. Hehe, il wait. L0ve y0u!:)
NOTE: Just sent a few minutes ago. yee.

Okay. LOW BAT MODE. :( Wuah. Not much to reveal noh?

Can't belive im doing this. Typing http://friendster.com. SHET. I couldnt but I should. I should? Yes, I should. I mean, it's my chance. Chance to what? Chance for this speed. I mean, yes, speed. :)) My,my. What am I saying?!

Yay, I did it. Comments Galore. :]

Promise, Ill post again later.
Much love,
BARBIE. :]

Yee, new sig? :))

I miss you, BLOG.
Wuaaa. Okay, I need to fix my friendster. NOW. Yeah, Tata. :]

Much love, BARBIE.
Ps. Don't mind this post. It sucks. :)) Doi.

SYEEET. Been cutting my chances to post.
I'm so disappointed of myself. No worries. Who the heck cares about the expense of this blog anyways? :)) Well, but ofcourse , me.
I'm not much of a fan. Fan of going home. Bieng my old usual couch-potato me is not my thing anymore. I'd go out, rather.
Consulting a doctor about my diet seems weird but I think I have to. Come on, me refusing Pizzas from Yellow Cab or Bugers from Buger King. Hell, it's not me.

I need to get drunk.
Need help. :))
Oh my, My immaturity is coming back. I'm lacking response in my daily questions. Why?Did I do something, again? I don't think so. I need to break free from this madness. I shall'nt waste my nights just thinking of what to do or how my questions should be answered. I mean, I am a rational person. How can I be, somewhat, rejected? Nooo, wrong term.

We cannot deny this but love is seriously a serial killer.
As a matter of fact, it managed to find me. How pathetic, almost killed me.

Me and SENIOR are f o r e v e r. So, loosers, haters and whoevers..Sorry, cannot tear us apart. He made me cry billions of times, made me shatter, made me in my worst cases but I love him.. Will all those damn broken peices.

He runs in my mind. Over and over again. I do miss his kisses, those soft lips, i need'nt say more. Those fingers that slides and fits perfectly into mine. The eyes that stare. The voice that flirts. The moments we shared.

I know God is just here for me. At the times im broken, times I think I need myself back and the times I feel that I wan't to die but I couldn't kill myself.

OMG! That was too emo. Yack, ewww. Not me, not me! Wtf is happening to me!

God hears us. He hears every truth. Every lie. Every prayer.
All of those times, when we need Him , we could talk to Him.

Whats the root of all evil? Money. >:))

My, my. I'm so random.
I'm in total daze. Day-dream. Missing the Intramso7.

My posts will be daily, again. Yay!
I'm going to prepare for a good post tomorrow.



- d o n e.

Oh my. Im such a bad example for the bloggers out there.
Not even mentioning about having a hiatus.
So yeah.. went on HIATUS. :]

INTRAMS ROCKEEED. Had a lot of fun.
Go PURPLE STALLIONS. - Effects are missing. :((.
INTRAMURALS 2oo7. Had crucial times. Had my downs but definitely had more ups.
Struggled. Paus mode. GAAHH, just FUN. :]
Lets not forget the FOOD FAIR. Food-galoreeeeee. :]

I'm in total need of something to drink. Vodka, perhaps, or a bottles and bottles of dark red wine. Logically, I want to enjoy life. As much as possible, I need to get the best out of myself. But it seems that ive been putting myself into a direction that I seem not to be blissfully satisfied. And why? Why should I be extremely irrated to a girl who BLA touched? I don't need his touch, he seems nothing to me. I mean, yeah, he is something. Something, somewhat like a close friend. But I shouldnt feel this negativity just because of that scenario. This generation is not flawless. The human mind has to be in walls, packages , sold to millions of influences around us. We can whine or smirk if we want to, but for some unknown reason, we force ourselves to be emotional. What i'm saying is, why be emotional if you could just be happy? Why frown because of something that happened when you could step it aside for the meantime just to enjoy a moment you cannot bring back? Likewise, my opposite side is getting on my nerves. I cannot blame some civilian or a familiar face, known face just because I might be down. Its unbearable to imagine. I could call me self a silly old twerp right now. Such irrelevant ways. Such burdens in the world. Sad rhapsodies. I pity those times when I would cry myself to sleep just because something is stuck in my head, a thing which tried to confuse my timeless scenes. This is random. GUUSSSSH. My foodtech project plus my computer thingy. :o paniiic!

This post should be all about the Intramurals, but I cannot help my self. no-uh-uh.
So, october 4 and 5. The day of the Intrams. Octobero4 SUCKED. I lost my peace of mind. But good thing our team won in the Basketball championship. But thats not the point. Those momentums were just some minutes in my life and in just a second or two, in becomes a memory. Shameless crap. I can just try neglecting that day. While,october the 5th. NOT RUBBISH. Can not be rubbish.

New shows in Animax. Hell yeaah!. :]
I remember, I might not join. I mean, the poetry contest. I have such a busy, busy schedule. I won't have that much time to practice.

Realization. People have the power to create their own imaginations, own lifestyle, own type of perspective. But me? What goes, you ask? What goes is my NUMBNESS, the numbness of fading. :] Realization, as a fact, is coming to me. Our societies needs a makeover.

:)
" Spread those wings. Prepare to fly. :] "
PUBLISH.

Baby! bkt 2:40am kna natlog. haha. kw tlga oh. phnga kpa ha. tlog pa. hehe,baby mamaya bibilhn ko na ung snabi k syo n model n boat. :) hehe, ingat ka ha. sleep pa. hmnn, i love you!

- CHARLES; my baby. First text message that I received this morning. It made me realize how much he cared about me. MAAAAAAAAAAAN, I LOVE HIM!

I can't base myself inside a movie eventhough I can somewhat relate to it. No matter how sureal and carefree I could be, I couldnt seem to fit myself, as in LAMINATE myself into 'a woman' just yet. Ive learned that nothing in this world can be in an instant. I consider spending my days in a unique, wholesome manner. In a way that my world won't be earth-shaterring and I just can't conclude my day with a grin, I can finish it by letting God know how much I appreaciate the easy and tough, rough moments ive been through, and every night, when im about to shut my eyes and tell myself that whatever im doing, spending my life with meaning is my way of living, I still wont forget to reflect on each and everything ive learned, and only the good ones are available for reflection, not the ones that need reparing.
When I was a little girl, I remember asking myself-" My happines or everyone elses?"-. I didn't know how to live my life back then. I admit, I was as dumb as I can get and I wasnt reasonable enough. I though everything was a joke until I realized that God placed me in this world for someone who needs me or for some reason that I havent discovered yet, as of now.
I sometimes loose myself in between hundred little folds and thousands of millions of unwanted details. I would plot up my story crazily as I am. I wouldnt blank out a face when I actually want to show my flipside. They say the movie cutouts and polite voices are all based on the script while our lives can never be based on a book or some printed paper. We could only realize our own summary when were actually there. We couldnt stop time evn if we wanted to. If someone knew my lines, my story , I would absolutely say NO if they insist in spoiling it for me. BOOHOO,SPOILERS. I have the worst case of allergic reactions when it comes to spoilers.
I would literally die if practically human-nature judges me by pointing my objectives in an overly unarranged manner.

SPACE. everyone needs that once in a while. Now, my movie or basically this philosophy of bieng able to put my life in a "MOVIE", including all the dirty details while excluding some people for I have met more than you could imagine. . .I Guess my say on this is. . . uhm. .

BLE. NOT GONNA HAPPEN!

This domain will soon be under construction but my posts will still be publish. So, yeah. Stay tuned. :))

First and foremost, I hate The love test thingee magig.
And those lame chain messages, it makes me nuts.
Forwarding it, NONSENSE. I won't fall for it anymore. :] -smile, smile.-

THIS IS THE WORST FRIDAY IVE EVER HAD YET!
It's not anymore my problem is HER cellphone got confiscated. She should have had the responsibility to hold back the urge of bringing out her phone while classes are ongoing. For me, at this very moment , I don't feel guilty , unlike when things happen and im involved. I still said sorry for THEY think it's my fault but to think, it was her responsibility and not mine. " UY, ---- , ALAM MO BA NACONFISCATE NA YUNG CELLPHONE NI -Insert name here-. [ looking at me, Parineg-ways ]" Yeah. Whatever, suck up.
I pity those moments for I have been , again, blamed for something I didnt do or didnt really mean to do, to be clear.
Its as if they were impeaching me. SHAME, shame on them , and shame on "3" - - codename, people, codename. But mind you, that SOCALLED "3" isnt the girl whos SonyEricson got confiscated but "3"'s the girl who I wanted to stab right on her dead-squirrel looking face for over-reacting and stepping on my name.
MESSAGE : " 3, dear, Trust me. Once you roll those eyes again towards me, i'll be grabbing them, ok dear? WATCH IT. "
It's a nice thing to know that modern science nowadays conducted the word called " FORGIVENESS."
"3", herself , has dramatic measures in her system. Its such a sad story but I dont have time for her and her little prattles. I wouldnt dare help her again with her dumb vocabulary.

This may seem out of topic but here goes..

Calvin K. DENIMS are so the best.

Ms. perfection - Yeah, yeah. Sorry, Jag and levis and whatever..etc. :))

It's very artificial to be "3" mismo. Plasticity is her tandem. Her own stuffy haven is in between her fucked up mind, and sorry if it sounds offensive to you. It doesnt matter to me at this very point. She poked my feelings a while ago, I wouldnt just let her get away with that. I, myself, have the guts to say sorry for NOTHING, while she's busy bragging ang splattering the news.

There's this very interesting thing I noticed in our daily newpapers, The Philippine Star. Just a few minutes behind me, I was scanning through it when this small thing caught my eye. Check out the LIFESTYLE/slash/COMIC section. Find " McBayan ".
Im promoting it. I'm kidding aside, you know?

Words
by : RAMAS.
PLUNDER'- A type of big Fish. The natural habitant being in the waters around malacanang palace. aid to have been pardoned in captivity.

If you watch your daily headlines, you'll get this and even chuckle out of it.

Ran out of ideas. Still pissed.
Okay, Try adding color into your image every day. It's part of improving your relationship with your peers. learn to reflect, people.

LOVIN' SENIOR KO!. :] yay.