Stellar Idiosyncrasy

today.

today, we went to mallmega to see sights of what we would be cosplaying. Since my papa ryoma and papa naruto can’t make it, we proxies should incline. Megatrade it was held, people flood, daring skins flow. We saw Kikiyo (spelled right?), Sakura from Naruto, Amane Misa, Chobits, Hello Kitty, Maya of Tengo Tenge, some Hentai gals perhaps, Sakura again, Sakura again, Sailormoon Sailor Stars and oh, the male cosplayers. XD

mac would be delighted if our own Naruto would be here. I would be completed if my April would be here as well. (sigh.)

sorrow.

today, while i was with my cousin, mac, i accidentally met my ex along the corners of 50th avenue. she was wearing her fav top and the usual skinny jeans with chucks to flaunt. i greeted her by tapping the shoulder my head was formerly been dropped to. she turned around and looked at me like she saw kyle patrick or whatsoever. she asked me why i was there, i replied with such nimbleness. then i bade farewell amidst, due i am in search for something urgent. she bade farewell too, smiling uncontentious.

suddenly my phone triads. it was her. it reads, “yan ba ang pinalit mo sakin, LALAKI?”. i replied, “huh?”. then reply replied, “haha. still the same freakin’ friggin’ you.” lastly, i texted her:

“ung pinalit ko sayo, ung hindi ko na ipagpapalit pa. “

toodles.

Long post ahead. extend if you’re in a computer café. Stay patient if you’re at home.

The start of something is in motion today. april’s giving me some of my “first” of everything for today. yes, but a more something I could get, could perceive, could concern about for too much.

(more…)

time for a friggin’ post.

Side to side with miscommunication and the biggest distance is i face still for the past longing april days. and as this boredom kills me slowly, my heart begins to sink in Australian version of mixmaster, the only thing to keep my time occupied, occupied uselessly, uselessly distracted. Still, thy longing for her makes this feeling’s aggravated, in exaggeration. On forwarded clinging hope from prulskie’s fallacious statement last monday, abiona resembles radiance for the verge. Having about thirty-four statements could be of help.

Birdco’s accompaniment still is not enough in a free battle zone or a rojeta dungeon hunt for a weisha. Spent almost half of two days for wastage hench item belts that just did the beating on my inventory, or to say, half-mark full. Then take pleasure in casting fireballs on lower ranked ditts and jins. About half of the population back then was wiped out due to comfortable stay on higher ground. Then I convene Julie Ann to procrastinate there as well. She was having the time of her life as she tackled upon issues involving my controversial hits. But then, it ended with warning – I’m still missin’ her.

Two forty-six on the computer digital clock, two exact on april’s heart, one twenty-one on my mobile, one twenty behind wall clock. Yahoo Messenger, Dyiele Mi Luana’s Project, FM Static’s Definitely Maybe, tension property of addiction, Alpha Guingcangco on taskbar.

Maybe I should sleep now than doing random post like this, or watch harry potter on a pylon.

Time, I need. Her, all I need.

toodles.

i was taking my psych finals when i noticed that…

well just click and take a closer look at the picture.

i pray, and i hope, that my totter plates finals would not crumble down my feet.

===> Every little mistakes and misunderstandings brought by the past days had been lifted.

See, you’re really my beautiful rescue.

I LOVE YOU SWEETIE.

and these words are still the words i can write.

Loaded… Yes, I am, with frustration.

Upon hearing the alarm clock that was set three-thirty sun still down, I rushed on the closure of my desktop buddy. Yes, I am having another addicted session for an online game, not to mention having another presentations and paper works to do. due then, I rushed to the sofa set to evade something imperceivable if I were caught still comfy sitting docks on the computer chair.

[A couple of words should mess me up today.] woke by the undulations of bj, asking me if I had classes today. “yes”. Then back to bed – THE WRONG MOVE.

I woke up again but this time with sun rays splattering my dear face. I looked at the clock, and boom doom – thirty past nine it facades – The worst time for the day and the worst thing to get next. No spare seconds, i scampered our room only to find out that not even a single dime is left hanging on the television top. Double doom. Equaled actions means major subject make-up class missed and twerp. Now the only thing I’ll be hoping is the biggest consideration and the lowest consideration grade for me, if ever the three defenses would omit my me today.

Curses curses, I never wanted these to be curses curses, I can’t hold it in.

toodles.