Marimo is dying. :(
(my laptop)
May God bless his soul.

Then he will be reincarnated to a Windows 7.
(Yes, meaning I'll find a new name again,
to suit my one and only boyyfriendddd...
Who might turn out to be gay
And that will make me his
Boyish lover.
Whatta relationship.
Hor hor hor...)

Pasta. i dont like you na. :)
Kasi you keep on tao-ing ( Read more... )

I'm absolutely happy/joyful/elated/glad/ecstatic/merry to the point that I'm out of my mind because my fic got A REVIEW! *parties* (and an alert too.) And I just submitted it last night.

LALALALA... I better get my ass off thing thing and do some reading so I know how to do my dialogues and commas. It sucks. Feh. :I

HAPPY ALL-SUNDAY EVERYBODDY ( Read more... )

“So, just how old are you?” The girl asked. Well, she was not really a ‘girl’ anymore. More like a woman. She looked like she should be in her mid-twenties, under the facade of heavy pinks and reds. Her age remained a mystery.

The question she asked had given away the fact that they had never met before. I doubt you would ask someone you knew how ( Read more... )

I got my hands on some scripts just now.
Well, I wouldn't really say "scripts,"
...seemed like it though.

Theough they were a bit.
un-script like?

Uhh...
I do not have a proper explanation

And they were good.
Not fantastic.
But good.
I am no critic,
but I can separate the good stuff from the bad.
trust me. :)

I'm no entertainer,
(duh, you can see how deserted ( Read more... )

"Life is unfair."

or so they say.
or so everyone says.

So, if everyone's life is unfair.
Isn't it rather fair that everyone is having a hard time in life??

:)

Some are more equal than others.

But is there a basis for measuring fairness?
Happiness?

A bowl of soup
(I know, cliche example)
May mean the world to a child if Africa.
But to me,
Its just a bowl of ( Read more... )

EOY Orals are Over.

:)
What a relief.

My problem was about being too drama. (Which was really.. horrible.)
And not ATQ-ing. (Which was always the case?)

But my convo was quite okay. I'd say.
Talk about otherworldly beings.

Yes, I believe there are aliens out there. :)

*little blue alien theory*

xoxo

I smell like a hooker.
Thanks to Paris Hilton.
I must go wash ( Read more... )

“It’s not over until the fat lady sings”
(as the old saying goes)

Thing is, the fat lady came out first.
So, it was kind of over already
At that point.
(Well, she wasn’t fat la. Just a tad bit chubby. But her singing was damn good)

GO BROTHERLAND. :D

Honestly,
I mean, honestly.
It wasn’t as good as I had expected?
Stupid technical difficulties

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