tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10539915132686976512024-02-19T22:55:17.691-08:00Si IriSshiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-41435369066466682752011-01-16T16:58:00.001-08:002011-01-16T17:04:49.905-08:00Random Thoughts...<span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-If the world is black, how would we know the good ones from the bad ones?</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">-Kung pwede lang talagang pumatay at magpakulong ng mga taong kumakanta kahit alam nilang sintunado sila (at feel na feel pa ah!) malamang puno na kulungan at pasig river ngaun :3</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >-Nakakatawa naman, yung mapamintas sa kapwa sa loob loob pala nila naiingit pa pala sila sa mga pinipintasan nila...just sayin'~</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >-Sometimes, soulmates are not meant to be as lovers, but as friends; a very close friend who can understand and love you more than a friend but just short of a lover</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >-Minsan naiisip ko, sana may isang araw na matahimik ang mundo, yun bang sa sobrang tahimik e maririnig ko lang eh yung hangin, tubig, mga ibon at natural sounds? Nakakaurat na kasi na araw araw ganito naririnig ko. nakakasawa na, minsan gusto ko nang mabingi, pero hindi pwede yun kasi hindi ko na maririnig ung TVXQ *uyeh....keep your head dooownnn~~~*</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Nakakatawa kasi antagal tgal ko na hindi nagsusulat dito, natatawa na lang ako sa mga nasulat ko at nakita ko kung pano ako magisip noon...pagiisip na sa sobrang kabataan eh hindi pa masyadong nakikita ang kahulugan ng mga bagay bagay. Marahil bata pa rin ako hanggang ngayon, pero masasabi ko na marami nakong naranasan at nalaman sa buhay na hindi matutumbasan ng ice cream at lobo lamang ^^</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Maghanda na madlang pipol, nagbabalik na ang baliw...</span></span></span></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-44120112018777833332009-10-20T19:49:00.000-07:002009-10-20T20:11:51.053-07:00To all My beloved Friends<span style="color:#ff0000;">magtatapos na ang sem...madaming bagong samahan ang nabuo, madaming lumang samahan ang nagkalumot...pero bago tayo magkahiwahiwalay, nais kong sabihin sa inyo na salamat....salamat sa lahat ng tawanan, iyakan, murahan, sigawan, tampuhan, at pagmamahalan na nadama ko mula sa inyo...kayo...cas-02-101-A...grabeng experience to! ibang klaseng hardcore~ xD</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Anyways, siguradong mamimiss natin ang isa't isa...oo kahit ung mga kinaiinisan nio mamimiss nio padin (uuuy wag plastik... xempre mamimiss nio sila kasi mamimiss nio silang kainisan dba? xDD wuhahaha) pero eto ang tandaan nio WALANG MAGBABAGO SA 1ST YIR KABIO NA NAKILALA KO kahit san man kayo mapadpad tayo padin ang orig...magkalaglagas man tayo andito parin kami...para sa mga aalis andito kami kung gusto niong bumalik (mahirap nga lang bumalik academically..pero in means of inspirational, emotional, intellectual, and sociological support mdali lang yan XDD)..sama sama natin paring haharapin ang takbo ng college life..</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Alam kong mdaming isyu na nabuo nitong first sem plang..pero ung mga isyung un..lalo na ung mga super seryoso..sana matutong magpatawad at ung mga papatawarin lumunok ng pride...lam nio, pride destroys wellbeing...at sana dun sa mga taong, well, may pagka laitera at laitero, being a good human being means knowing when to shut ur mouth...sana matutunan natin un sa second sem...<br /></span><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">kung nagugulat kayo sa mga sinasabi ko wag kaung magulat.. marahil nagiisip kayo, hala eh minsan lang pumasok si iris pake nia sa mga nanyayari? uu nga minsan lang ako pumasok...pero observative ako...mayabang ba ang dating sayo? nako isa yan sa mga naobserbahan ko...di pagyayabang un it's just telling the truth..</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">ANg turing ko sa bio ay isang pamilya....isang sanctuary..isang place, at grupo ng tao na maituturing kong mga pinakamamahal ko pangalawa sa aking mga magulang at tunay na pamilya...oo atheist ako sa mga nagtatanong...pero di ko binabastos si God niyo gaya ng iniisip niyo..ayoko lang mag isip at umasa sa mga unanswered prayers...o wag kaung mgalet. Trust me, alam ko kung pano magdasal noon at ilang beses ko nang gnwa un...sobra sobrang pagdadasal...wag niyo nang tanungin kung bket ako ngng atheist..sinagot ko na ung tanong mo ah..lam mo na kung sino ka...pero di ko sasabihin kung bket.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">So hindi pa nga pla tapos ang sem (sa ngayon), pero sinusulat ko na to. Ayoko kasing maapektuhan ang pananaw ko ng mga magiging grades ko. Hindi ko pa man nakikita alam kong hindi yon aayon sa expectations ko. Kinakabahan ako, oo, kasi alam kong dapat akong kabahan. Paranoid ba kamo? Hindi din; minsan na kasing may nagsabi sa akin na ako lang daw mismo sa sarili ko ang nakakaalam kung dapat ba akong kabahan o hindi. Tama siya, ako nga lang ang nakakaalam; ako nga lang ang nakakaalam na hindi ko nagawa ang lahat ng kaya kong gawin. Naging petiks ako; at ngayon napatunayan ko sa sarili ko na hindi pala petiks ang college life...at kaya mo palang maging seryoso and have fun at the same time.. Kasi kung tutuusin wla pa sa kalingkingan ung mga pinagaaralan naten sa mga pinagaaralan ko nung hs...kayabangan? hindi, sinasabi ko nga na sana kung nde ako nging petiks edi wla akong proproblemahin...kung nde ako nging petiks edi sana ngayon papetiks petiks nlng ako...gets? o sige nakakahilo na yun haha~!~!. </span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">Marami aKOng natutunan, sana kayo din; natutunan kong hindi pala talaga gaya ng mga pelikulang tulad ng 'Bagets' at mga college sitcoms ang college life. Walang malakas na tugtugan, walang mala-high school musical na production numbers at higit sa lahat, walang mga monster geniuses na hindi nakikinig sa prof pag lecture tapos pag tinawag sa recitation nung araw din na yun eh alam ang sagot. Kailangan ko pa atang magpakagat sa isang radioactive na gagamba para lang magkaroon ng ganung super senses. How I wish...</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">Yun lang muna...may part two pa to..kaso inaatake nanaman ako ni pareng katamaran...sana natutunan nio ding gumawa ng improvised na seatbelt sa ride na tinatawag kong RTU...kasi kung nde, wla kaung laban kay pareng inertia at sa asawa niang si gravity...dahil napatunayan kong nde pala kaya ng centrifugal at centripetal force na pantayan ang pagsasanib kame hame wave nila...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">I love you guys...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">-Iris</span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-49858754703606828572009-08-19T21:12:00.000-07:002009-09-08T00:48:25.095-07:00Ang simula ng pag angal sa mga bagay bagay sa mundo<span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Pera<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" >Yan naman ang parating problema ng mga tao sa mundo, at halos lahat ng krimen, problema, kalungkutan, at kahit sino man, diyan nag-uugat. Sa simpleng papel na may sukat, kakaibang amoy, at kakaibang mga sulat. Sa simpleng papel na yun, umiikot ang buhay ng tao. Imbis na tayong mga nilalang na gumagalaw at may sariling isip ang nagpapatakbo ng buhay natin, nadadaig tayo ng bagay ng tayo rin naman ang gumawa na kung tutuusin e pwede naman tayong mabuhay ng wala (yun eh kung lahat ng tao walang pera pero kung ikaw lang ang walang pera gudlak sayo xDD0<br /><br />Teka teka...bago yang mga violet, este violent reactions niyo basahin niyo muna to ng buo; hindi naman kasama sa 3 basic needs ng tao ang pera ah (para sa mga batang ages 3 and below o mga taong may utak na pang ages 3 and below, ang 3 basic needs po ay food, clothing, and shelter). Pero kung ang inaangal niyo eh "diba kelangan ng pera para dun" ang sagot ay OO. Pero bakit ang mga sinaunang tao nabuhay ng walang pera? Sila ang nagproproduce ng mga kailangan nila para sa sarili nila; kahit naman nung panahon ng sistemang barter di ba? Palitan lang ng merchandise?<br /><br />Kitams! Kaya lang naman nagkaroon din ng polusyon ay dahil sa mga bagay na binibili ng pera. Para sa gawaing nabibili ng pera. Para sa sitwasyong nabibili ng pera. Imagine; nasa yo na lahat ng bagay na pwedeng bilhin ng pera sa mundo at may pera ka pa...tapos nun ano? ano na? wala lang mayaman ka lang. Pag namatay ka ba mabibili mo ba kay god yung posisyon mo sa langit? May hinihingi bang entrance fee si San Pedro para makapasok ka sa gate? Alam ko wala naman diba? Alam ko kasi wala nang kailangang bilhin dun; wala nang kurakot, wala nang nasisilaw sa papel na yun. Lahat libre, lahat maayos, walang sugapa.<br /><br />Kung tutuusin, masasabi kong nagawa lang naman ang pera dahil sa mga taong sugapa sa mga bagay. Yun bang mga taong greeedy? Tung mga taong walang pakielam sa ibang taong may pangangailangan. kaya yun sigurong taong nagimbento ng pera inisip lang siguro niya yung kapakanan nung mga taong napagiiwanan. Kaso naabuso nanaman ng reincarnation ng mga garapal noon ang pera ngayon. Naabuso kaya naging masama..parang telenobela lang<br /><br />Tama na nga andrama na tuloy. Ewan ko ba kung bakit ako problemado din sa pera<br /><br />Epekto ata ng recession xDD<br /><br />O! dahil nagbasa ka may tax; 20 pesos per word. O, angal ka? eh copyrighted to eh!</span></span></span></span><span style="color:#33cc00;"><br /></span><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" >diba nakakatakot makasalamuha ng taong ganid sa pera?</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" ></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" >pano pa kaya kung ikaw mismo yun?</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#33cc00;" ></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Tandaan, kasama sa seven deadly sins ang <span style="color:#ff0000;">GREED</span> xD</span></p></span></span></span></span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-32786610101194684722009-06-29T19:49:00.000-07:002009-06-29T20:00:52.738-07:00Pritong Tokwa!<span style="color:#cc0000;">Ang buhay parang sociology....minsan Boring (depende sa teacher) minsan nakakatakot pero kahit anong minority man ng grade kelangan yan para makapasa ng isang sem...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Tuesday, ang pinakaboring na day after ng Filipino...wla na kasing gaanong gagawin at wala na ring kwenta ang mga teacher ngayong nagpakita na yung totoong socio teacher namin...grabe hardcore! Para siyang si mam botany da second! Sa sobrang buhay ng pagtuturo niya lahat kami buhay na buhay... buhay na buhay ang panaginip xDD</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">Buti na lang wlang botany ngayon..ay Grabe kung tutuusin siguradong braindead nanaman kasi ako sa botany kaya mas okay nang wla nlng...takte tlgang teacher yun bwiset....</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;"></span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Maiba...lakwatsa mode muna ako ngayon nakakatamad sa pinas eh...</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">(eating fingers....lady fingers....in short broas!)</span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-90661531188223735102009-06-22T21:44:00.001-07:002009-06-22T21:52:21.465-07:00Anak ng tokwa...<span style="color:#999900;">Tingnan mo nga naman tuesday nanaman!! hoho~!! nakuha ko na ung p.E. uniform ko pero wala pa ata ako sa mood isuot...pasaway na bata...</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">Ano nga ba ulit yung nangyari ngayon?...</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">Ah oo may nakaalam na nga pala kung bakit ako nag iinflict ng self medication para sa depression! (in short, naglalaslas ng kung ano ano xD) pero okay lang, para sakin hindi ko na iniisip yun, dekorasyong masalimuot na lang yun sa libro ng buhay ko na kahit anong gawin kong kalimot eh babalik at babalik pa rin habang may nagpapaalala, nagsisisi tuloy ako kung bakit ako naglaslas...lalo ko lang kasing naaalala eh hindi naman ako natigok...siguro may plano pa sakin si God, malay niyo mauso ang scars ng laslas sa year 2020 akopa gawing model! Oha! wuhahahaha!!~~</span><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">year 2020? ilang taon nako nun?</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">eniweys...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;">masaya ako kasi wala pa ring sociology hanggang ngayon! (Yay!) pero hindi ko maisip kung anong isasagot ko pagdating ng prelims at kung masaya pa rin ako pagdating nun xDD tae kasing prof namin yan. binayaran siya para magturo hindi para magbakasyon....ano kayang mararamdaman niya pag siya yung kinuttingan namen...di siguro xDD</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">Nadagdag na din pala sa grupo si Neil.. hindi tulad ni Psyche, medyo may class naman siya kahit Bi siya at kung tutuusin mature siyang tingnan. Kala nga namin noon straight siya kaso biglang nagsalita...ayun tugshung! Ang milagro ng boses xDD</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">buti pa mga tomboy konti lang nagbabago sa boses nila...hindi ko talaga lubos maisip kung bakit pag ang bakla nagiging bakla tumataas din pati boses...ano bang ginagawa nila sa voicebox nila? Iniipit ng curling iron para magkaron ng kulot? xDD</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Gutom na ata ako o constipated kasi nagrarambol na ata yung tiyan at utak ko eh...sa sobrang dami kong gustong isulat di ko alam kung saan magsisimula...ay nakapagsimula na pala ako hoho, i mean di ko alam kung pano pagdudugtungdugtungin yung mga salita...</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">ika nga ni mam Pinca, ang wika ay ...anu yun? nakalimutan ko na xDD</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Gudlak nalang sa thursday..sana hindi muna lumabas yung pagkabano ko sa Math...ayokong magkaron ng tres >.<</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">(eating poste...este cake xDD)</span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-23463269598487715062009-06-20T03:44:00.000-07:002009-06-20T04:04:49.193-07:00Bagong Simula, Bagong pagkakaibigan<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">1st year college...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-size:85%;">ibang klase pla talaga ang mundo ng kolehiyo...andamign pasikot-sikot...andaming bagong eksena, at maraming bagong dadapaang hagdanan (siguro pramis madadapa nnmn ako ngayong taong ito..hindi lilipas ang taon nang hindi ako nadadapa xDD)<br /><br />malakas ang hangin nun, 1st day ng klase, papasok na ako. May major outbreak ng isang major na sakit na wla pang major na gamot noon kaya nadelay ng isang linggo ang klase na nagbunsod ng pagkaexcite ko kaya nakalimutan kong dalin ung alcohol ko..<br /><br />anak ng tokwa...bakit noon pa...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">anyways, isinantabi ko muna yun kasi there's no use crying over spilled milk diba? Ika nga nila never say die...pero wlang konek yun dun sa nararamdaman ko kaya nevermind xDD<br /><br />natunton ko na din ung classroom ko...grabe angtaas wahaha napagod ako sa pag akyat nakalimutan ko kasing may elevator nga pla sa school...pwahaha!!<br /><br />umupo na ako sa isang upuan sa gitna ng room. Maiingay na ung mga nasa likod ko, marahil nagkakilakilala na sila ng lubusan, pero ako tahimik muna, pa-demure effect...di kasi dpat ilabas ang totoo sa unang araw...baka matakot sila ahahaha!!~~<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">so dumating na yung teacher namin...grabe ang lakas ng boses niya, sa sobrang lakas parang gusto ko siyang bigyan ng megaphone para naman marinig ko xDD dahil sa first day nga hindi na siya masyadong nagpahaba ng lesson at pumunta na kami ng lab kasi siya din ang guro namin doon.<br /><br />sa laboratoryo ko nakilala ang isang babaeng magiging malapit ko plang kaibigan sa mga susunod na araw. Cristina ang pangalan niya, Maria Cristina nga sa katotohanan...babaeng babaeng pilipina ang dating no? Diyan ka nagkakamali xD sa umpisa lang yun! After ng lesson lumabas na ang pagka krung-krung niya at ang pagka krung-krung niyang yun ang nagustuhan ko sa kanya xDD<br /><br />lunchbreak: pinakilala sa akin ni Tina ang isang babaeng kala ko ay suplada; Regine ang pangalan niya at gaya ng katukayo niyang si Regine Velasquez, super hanep din siyang kumanta. Siya din ang nagpaalam sa akin na may choir pla sa school. Salamat Reg tenkyu xDD<br /><br />umakyat na ulit kami, dumagdag sa grupo si Mitch..ayan buo na kaming apat. Walang pangalan ang grupo namin at ayaw ko nang pangalanan kasi mawawala ang independent personalities namin pag nagkaroon kami ng ganoon. Yun kasi ang hirap pag may pangalan ung grupo niyo, lalo na kung yung pangalan eh katangian or something na nagbibind sa inyo. Mahirap kasing magexpand ang group kung magsstick to the name kami...kaya yun wag nlng xDD<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Let's meet the boys...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Una naming nakita noon si Conrad. Una, ang tingin namin sakanya, suplado at mayabang, siya pero after a few days napatunayan naming ganun nga tlga siya. Wahaha jowk lang Conrad! Peace tayo! Lam mo namang mahal kita eh wahaha as a friend lng huy! (may nag aayee kasi sa likod ko, nililinaw ko lng! xD mahal ko lahat ng kaibigan ko syempre wlang malisya yun xD) pero nung mga wednesday siguro hindi na ganoon ang tingin namin sakanya kasi open din naman pla siya for friendship kaya nasama na siya samin. Pagpnta sa mega kasama ng iba pang boys xD<br /><br />Si Steve naman, nakilala namin nung kalahati ng first day. Hindi kasi siya pumasok nung umaga kasi nagpagupit pa daw siya. Para siyang nawawalang tupa nun ahaha! xD<br /><br />Si Djowel: silent pero deadly pla (naks wahaha) Siya ata si Mr. Nice Guy ng group pero ewan ko lng ah wahaha peace xDD<br /><br />Si Raymark: mR skaterboy. ung dude na maraming scandal sa cellphone ahaha peace Mark xD ui hanggang ngayon di ka pa nagbloblow out sa pagkapanalo mo wahahah xDD<br /><br />Si Jervin: ang guitarista...actually dalawa sila ni mark pero especiality niya ata ung eraserheads xDD<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Si Ronald: ang kuya ng grupo. Mabait to pramis !</span><br /><br />at last but not the least si Jeson a.k.a. Psyche: ang one and only Mr. and Ms. Biology combined! xD grabe hardcore kasama to at walang boring moment pag siya ang kausap mo. It's either gugulong ka sa kakatawa or gumugulong ka na sa kakatawa xDD (see the difference? xDD)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">alam kong marami pa kong dapat tuklasin, marami pa kong dapat malaman, pero sila ang dahilan kung bakit ako nagpupursige ng pagaaral, sila ang dahilan kung bakit nagsusumikap ako...kasi binibigyan nila ako ng pag-asa at lakas ng loob...sila...at ang mga taong minamahal ko. ^^~<br /><br />drama wahahaha<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">next time kwekwento ko naman ng buo ung mga nangyayari wahahaha</span><br /><br /></span></span></span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-50595662871513627532009-03-22T21:42:00.000-07:002009-03-22T21:55:36.558-07:00So Empty?<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Hanak tlga ng tokwa......bkt ba nagkakaganito?<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">may isang mgandang pamilya na nabuo...masaya ang lahat....maganda ang samahan, maganda ang pkikitungo sa ibang mamamayan,,,,,,,tunghayan natin kung pno ang mgandang smahan na ito ay bglang naglaho...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">drama no? but it's true...<br /><br />bkt lahat ng magagandang bagay sa mundo may katapusan? Bakit ang bilis matapos ng kasiyahan ngunit ang kalungkutan sadyang napakabagal umusad.....bakit kailangang may tumulong mga luha? Bakit kailangang mapawi ang mga ngiti? Bakit kailangan ng sakit? Bakit hindi nlng maalis ang pighati...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">omaygash....brain dead mowd??<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">hanak tlga ng tokwa....wla sa mood magsulat.....tsaka ko nlng papatinuin to...<br /><br /><br />---troubled thoughts.....got to burp >.<<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-47773261673705742242009-01-20T16:32:00.000-08:002009-01-20T16:33:19.294-08:00Obama's Inauguration Speech..an enlightening articlethey say small men change lives...maybe it can be proven true by this innovative new world leader..speech plang pamatay na, talo na tlga si Bush d2 XD! si Bush binabato lang ng sapatos eh XD!<br /><br />"My fellow citizens:<br />I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.<br />Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.<br />So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.<br />That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.<br />These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land - a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.<br />Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America - they will be met.<br />On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.<br />On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.<br />We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.<br />In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted - for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things - some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path toward prosperity and freedom.<br />For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.<br />For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.<br />For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.<br />Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.<br />This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions - that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.<br />For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act - not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.<br />Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans.<br />Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.<br />What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them - that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works - whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account - to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day - because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.<br />Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart - not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.<br />As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.<br />Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.<br />We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.<br />For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.<br />To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.<br />To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.<br />As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment - a moment that will define a generation - it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.<br />For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.<br />Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends - hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.<br />This is the price and the promise of citizenship.<br />This is the source of our confidence - the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.<br />This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed - why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.<br />So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:<br />"Let it be told to the future world...that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet."<br />America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations."shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-87238264241948116032009-01-15T18:41:00.000-08:002009-01-15T18:43:19.669-08:00Ang Huling Pag eemote...and so it goes....<br />they say love is a big rollercoaster: it has so many loops and turns...so many ups and downs...but if you have your seatbelt on you will enjoy the ride till the very end...<br />the problem is...hindi ako nakaseatbelt!!<br />eto siguro ung tinatawag nilang katangahan...sasakay ka sa rollercoaster tas wla kang seatbelt? maaawardan ka ng salitang 'adik' o 'baliw' nun! haha<br />siguro nga kasi nasa nature kong maging hardcore...basta mahal ko nde nako nagseaseatbelt...kaya yun kadalasan nalalaglag ako sa kalagitnaan ng ride..<br />at bawat laglag...masakit (duh malaglag ka kaya sa big loop ng star city pag bumaligtad na? haha)<br />at yun na nga ang nangyari mga tagapakinig, tagapagbasa at tagapagsubaybay..<br />nabasag nanaman ako,..at ngayon..nde lang basag...durog...<br />because the first person i loved left me in broken tears...that i can't seem to let out...<br />but the rain poured on my eyes once more, cleansed the hurt and made me live....<br />but i live with a broken heart....a broken heart that i think cannot be mended at all...<br />siguro ito na yung huling beses na magmamahal ako ng todo...<br />hindi lang seatbelt gagawin ko....magkukulong na tlga ako sa isang vault tsaka ako magseaseatbelt, shoulder pads, helmet, at parachute...<br />para nde na ako malaglag sa roller coaster^^shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-3382733440610272732008-12-02T16:02:00.001-08:002008-12-02T16:21:40.920-08:00Ang katarantaduhan ni Iris part 2<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">MAsarap ba ang africhado?<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Yan ang una kong napansin sa likod ng libro ni Bob Ong na "ABNKKBSNPLAko?!"....sa totoo lang marami na akong wirdong putahe na natikman sa tinagal tagal ko dito sa earth pero ngaun lang ako nakarinig ng Africhado.....<br /><br />anu nga kaya yun??<br /><br />sa canteen namin sa school maraming putaheng di mo maiisip na pdeng kainin, katulad ng gravied longganisa, tortang 1 day old, egg with milk (halos masuka ako dito). Meron ding masasarap na panulak katulad ng "dugo ni Mam Herson" (red iced tea na lasang sapak....i never touched it again after i tasted it), liquid bubble gum (bluish drink na hindi ko alam kung anong sangkap....), at ang pinakafavorite ko,; poison (pag nag merge ung dalawa ito mapoproduce...ewan ko ba may sipa eh..baka nilagyan nila to ng alak pwahahahaa o sadyang abnormal lang ung tiyan ko?) oha solb na gutom mo, marami pang organisms na makukuha ang tiyan mo pwahha!!!<br /><br /><br />anyways balik tau sa Africhado..<br /><br />nahihiwagaan tlga ako sa banal na pagkain na niluto ni Bob Ong at ng mga kamag aral niya nung 3rd year high school pa lang sila. Biruin mo, isang lutuan lang 2 putahe agad! adik!!<br /><br />patron ko tlga si Bob Ong...idol...<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Gerunds<br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">What is a Gerund?<br /><br /><br />Nung grade four ako sabi ng teacher ko "bring examples of Gerunds tomorrow"...dahil sa mabuti akong bata nakikipagchismisan ako sa katabi ko nun at dahil sa malakas ang pandinig ko ang narinig ko ay grinder....so i brought a grinder....<br /><br /><br />teacher: Iris ano to?<br /><br />Iris: mam sabi niyo po i bring a grinder?<br /><br /><br />teacher:loko ka tlgang bata ka<br /><br />(trivia:elementary pa lang tarantado nako pwahaha)<br /><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">The Japan Story<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">5 years old plang ako nito...nagpunta kami ng Japan...dahil sa mabait nga ako nahiwalay ako kay mama at i tried talking to a Japanese man<br /><br />Japon:konnichiwa!<br />ako:ano? nde ako hiwa....(cute ko siguro nun pwahah)<br />Japon:iie!!<br />ako:iihe?? nde nmn ako naiihe eh!!<br />Japon:gomenasai, nihonggo wakaranai desuka?<br />ako: dweh?? pagkain ba yun?<br />Japon: sayonara<br />ako:nara?? wala kaming puno ng nara!!! umm...san po ung *binigay ko address ko*<br /><br />iniwan ako nung hapon kala niya siguro baliw ako...tapos nakita ko na si mama pwahahaah<br /><br /><br />.....hayz my childhood days...<br /><br />naaalala ko pa nga nun tinotorture ko ung pet kong aso...binibihisan ko ng mga stockings ni mama...<br /><br />saya saya....<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"></span></span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"></span></span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"></span></div></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></span></span></span></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-49995698272014398742008-11-25T18:31:00.000-08:002008-11-25T18:46:21.560-08:00Katarantaduhan ni Iris<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Dahil sa tinamad nakong mag english at tinamad nakong maging emo (for now) magpapatawa muna ako....sana matawa kayo
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<br />trivia: tamad talaga ako since birth
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<br />ang topic natin ngaun eh....ang mundo pag walang math....
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<br />lim 2x+3=10, x approaches 2 epsilon= .001
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<br />freaky??/ yan ang tinatawag na introduction sa calculus..
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<br />kung na nosebleed na kayo jan palang eh sinisigurado ko a inyong wala na kayong pag asang makapasa sa hinayupak na subject na to...ewan ko lng ah, pero sadya bang ginawa ang subject na Math para pahirapan tayong lahat? ano ba tlga ang naging puno't dulo ng pakshit na subject na to??
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<br />Okay. Stop, pause...breathe
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<br />Ang lerler kasi ng Calculus parang joketime lang, bakit ba kasi kailangang madugo ang Math? magagamit ba natin yung ma formulang nabanggit ko sa taas sa mga pang araw araw na buhay natin? Bwiset talaga! lalo na pag ganito na yung itsura ng formula:
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<br />lim squareroot of x= 3
<br />x approaches 9
<br />no epsilon
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<br />solution:
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<br />absolute value os squareroot of x-3<epsilon wherein 0<absolute value of x-9<delta
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<br />=absolute value of squareroot of x-3 multiplyied by squareoot of x+3 over squareroot of x+3<epsilon
<br />=absolute value of x-9 over squareroot of x+3<epsilon
<br />=Absolute value of 1 over squareroot of x+3 times absolute value of x-9 over 1<epsilon
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<br />let's skip the substitution part....
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<br />answer will be: take delta= (1, (squareroot of 8+3)epsilon)
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<br />oha oha may naintindihan kayo???
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<br />kung ganito kahirap ang lesson na to, ano namang significance nito sa earth? makakatulong ba tong magbawas ng mga terorista sa mundo? pakshit talagang math yan. Dapat kasi di na lang binunyag sa m,undo ng mga pi na fame-hungry mathematicians na yan tong mga formula na to eh! Edi sana wala nang gNITONG subect na magpapahirap at magpapanosebleed samin. Wala naman talagang maitutulong to eh! Okay let's say natutunan niyo na to, then what? Pag bumili ka ba ng kape kailangan mo pang mag solve ng limit na aabot sa .00000000000000000(infinite 0s)1 para hindi tumapon yung kape? Ano pang silbi ng common sense nun??
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<br />Pluis minus subtract and divide...yun lang tlga ang mga basic na kailangan nating matutunan na nagagamit sa real life...
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<br />anyways, sakit na tlga ng utak ko....pero kailangan parin tong maipasa if i want a future...
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<br />to hell with this subject...
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<br />(eating ice cream)
<br /></span></span></span>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-44703970418191675902008-11-06T15:25:00.000-08:002008-11-06T15:32:45.886-08:00Rebirth: Ang nalalapit na paghihiganti<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Dec. 21, 2007<br />Hopelessness<br />Regret<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Three Cheers for Sweet revenge...<br /><br />I'm now swimming in this pit of despair and I just want somebody to hold me, to give me strength so I could stand again...yes i am stupid, I am volatile, I can be easily manipulated, but that was before.<br /><br />Today my butterfly acquired new wings. But they are not colorful like before; they are plain black. A deadly intricate design that can attract many hearts but love none. One that can give temporary happiness and permanent torment.<br /><br />i am reborn, I died once more, and again i am reborn. Along with my tears, my heart breaks with acid...<br /><br />The acid my heart produces turned to dust and is blown away. Now there's no more trace of my heart...<br /><br />Yes, my demon is complete...this is my chance to break free...<br />And when I am reborn, I will not commit these same mistakes again<br />An i'll make those who hurt me pay<br />Pay for the tears i shed<br />Pay for EVERY tear I shed<br />Every single second that I cried<br />And I curse him to never fin a girl who will love me like i did ever again<br />So he will return to me after all...<br />But he will find out that I am not altogether whole...I hate you! HATE!!<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"></span></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-86184101102470390772008-11-06T15:18:00.000-08:002008-11-06T15:24:13.278-08:00Pagdadalawang isip: Di naalintana na mabuti parin pala siyang bata<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Dec 21, 2007<br />Anger<br />Regret<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I can't sleep<br /><br />The same question troubles my mind...why me?<br />Of all the people in this world, why me?<br />I am unworthy of this pain, so why me?<br />Why is god testing me like this? Am i really that bad? Is he mad at me because i don't believe in him? It's his fault why I don't believe. i don't believe because everytime I pray, things get worse.<br /><br />And the whisperings around me are so much louder. They seem to mourn with me, they seem to mourn for my dying heart. They pity me, because I believed in him, the final stroll...the final pain that pushed my heart into death.<br /><br />He killed my whole being. He took every happiness I ever had. So it is also him who can bring it back<br /><br />But I am not hoping that he would bring it back again...<br />For he always made promises that he always broke...<br />The promises were always broken...<br />They always shatter my heart...<br />I felt like I already cried out a sea because I fell like I could cry no more.<br /><br />i wish that he is happy now. i want to see him one last time but I'm afraid that he does not want to see me, not now, not ever.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"></span></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-83843566687934507782008-11-06T15:10:00.000-08:002008-11-06T15:18:05.089-08:00Umpisa ng pagkawasak: ang dahilan ng pagkamatay<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Dec 20, 2007<br />Depressed<br />Super depression<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">You have broken my heart so hard that there's nothing left<br />You have broken my heart....but why?<br /><br />I tried to stop you from leaving me for I love you. I feel like the world crashed around me. I feel like I have no one to turn to but you. You are my only happiness in this world and yet you still left me. Why is it always like this? Why am I always the one crying in the end? Why is it always my heart that is shattered into pieces?<br /><br />Why?<br /><br />Why me?<br /><br />Of all the people in the world why does love hate me? I feel used, abandoned, and my hate is heightened. Only you can bring me back but you chose to leave me...and so I cannot return to living.<br /><br />I only exist, not live, because you, my only hope, turned away from me. I tried to tell you a hundred times before that I could not forsake you, but you didn't listen. I always believed you when you said everything's alright, but look at me now; a weeping fool.<br /><br />And I realized that I cannot love again..<br /><br />Life is cruel, it made me a toy. So now, I'm going to turn my fate backwards.<br /><br />I'm going to be the one who pays back this time<br />I'm going to be the one to inflict pain; both emotionally and physically...<br />Just wait, I'm going to have my sweet revenge<br />Just like what you did to me<br />You'll regret what you did<br />Oh, you'll be sorry that you hurt me<br />You made the demon inside of me complete<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"></span></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-77692937789280109752008-11-06T14:52:00.000-08:002008-11-06T15:09:54.581-08:00Unang hakbang: Simula ng pagluluksa, pagkamatay ni Iris<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">Dec. 19, 2007</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">Agony</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">Distrust...Pain</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">My Butterfly lost its wings</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">How can you be sure that life is peaceful when it isn't?<br />How can you be sure that love is real when its not?<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">You say everything has its own origin</span>, <span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">its own story, its own destiny. But how can you say that if you yourself cannot prove it for your own? You see I'm a girl; obnoxious and naive...but then again, your eyes are deceiving you. Please give me a break, I'm sick and tired of this whole world giving me something and waiting for me to take it without letting me argue back. How am I supposed to live in this shitty world without punching a few end-of-my-life buttons along the way? Hindi ba part ng pagiging malakas yung mga pagkakamali? Why is it you don't give a damn about anything surreal even if it's biting down your nose? So what if I'm different? Is it bad to be yourself? To be you? To be unique? Is it bad to have your own way of doing things? Is it right to follow, zombie-like, unto what is pretensed as "right"? When will you learn? i already am ten feet away from you but you still can't grasp the truth. Wake up and smell the lithium! You're in a fucking wasteland and it's eroding into ashes.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Forget all your treasures<br />Wake up into the new world<br />Stop looking for what is already gone<br />Or else you'll die an idiot...<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">And now i plunge into the earth, spiralling as i went, my wings injured because of the silver bullets raining in the air. it went through my frail wings, sending those brittle membranes swirling through the air, shattering as it went. Along with my hopes, my memories, my dreams, my life...<br /><br />And ni i only exist. Not live, just exist. My body's material, solid, but my mind and soul are like plasma; floating in the space between the walls of my body and oblivion. My heart is nowhere to be seen and my eyes are glassy with weary. I feel nothing but hate.<br /><br />The only person who could save me turned away from me. He deserted me and let me fall on my own, not even bothering to repair my broken wings.<br /><br />I am not broken as well, for he took my arms and legs with him, making sure that I won't stand once again.<br /><br />And now I ask, "Why is the world so unfair?"<br /><br />Please take me from my agony for I lost all hope<br />Help me repair my arms and legs<br />Help me find my wings<br />Help me live again...<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"></span></div></div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"></span></span></div></div></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1053991513268697651.post-63365129802500664902008-11-04T19:35:00.000-08:002008-11-04T19:48:19.704-08:00Ito...una palang to<table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><br /><span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;" ><br /><strong>What Iris Means</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.<br /><br />You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.<br /><br />You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.<br /><br />You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.<br /><br />You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.<br /><br />You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.<br /><br />You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/">What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?</a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Ayon sa nakalagay sa itaas ako daw yan....sabi daw kasi ng pangalan ko yan daw ako<br /><br />naniniwala ba kayo??<br /><br />ako nga pala si IriS...kung nagagalak man kayong makilala ako o hinde wala na akong pakialam....pero mas may pakialam ako kung nagagalak kayo...<br /><br />nandito kasi ako para magpakilala,,...<br /><br />ako? may sungay, may buntot, may hawak na malaking tinidor, at nanunuhog...pero mabait ako<br /><br />okey, wala nang sense yun, sige eto nlng...<br /><br />marahil matatanong niyo kung bakit ako nag bloblog? Bakit ko kinekwento yung buhay ko, bakit ako naghahanap ng atensyon...<br /><br />bago ko sagutin yan, bakit mo nga ba binabasa tong blog ko?<br /><br />Gumagawa ako ng blog para mang aliw, mang-inis, makiramay, madamayan, at sumaya. Naghahanap kasi ako ng kasiyahan sa mundong to ewan ko ba, ang boring na kasi....<br /><br />Isa pa, at least dito malalabas ko ng walang masasaktan....<br /><br />yung mga susunod na post ko nakakanosebleed na yun, ikekwento ko na kasi yung mga nangyari sa buhay ko, yung mga pangyayari na naghudyat para maging ako yung "ako" ngayon...<br /><br />tsaka walang thrill ang buhay pag wla kang binabatikos.....<br /><br />redi na ba kayo??<br /><br /><br />let's get it on!!<br /></span></span></span></div></div>shiRoi eClipsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17337098614264553397noreply@blogger.com0