How would I respond?

Somebody left me a message telling that my blog is super duper useless and pathetic. Rock on bitches I do not think about what you say nor what you think. As long as I am not stepping on anyone's feet, I live my life. This is me. Whether you like it or not, this is me.

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Martin and my bestfriend celebrated their birthday yesterday. Lots of people cam to drink, to eat, to flirt and to whatever things they wanted to do. I had a nice time though.
p***ngina i'm gaining weight. hahahahahaha.






The rest of the pictures are here.
Happy Birthday guys. try to grow up a little. :]

OK.ok. I was browsing some pages online and I came across these funny quiz site. I was just curious so I tried to find out what would be my results. I had a few tests, some are true and some are just as hilarious as my best friend. Hehehe... Looking at my result makes me wonder is there really something wrong with me? Is it because my hair is the same color with my braces? Is it because I am lazy when it comes to combing my hair? Is it because I do not reach my hand for paying passengers? Is it because I can sleep standing and sitting? Is it because I have a quart of Chinese blood running in my veins?? Is it because I am more closer to my boy and gay friends? Is it because I am silent? Is it because I’m like these and I’m like that?

There are lots of things that I do that makes me weird and different. But would you rather do what other people do? Would you choose to be the same as others? Would you like to see the way how they do the things that you do? I think that would be boring. I think that would make you numb. God made us different to let others see that we are indeed different. Me? I would rather stay as weird as I am and do things not according to other people but in my own way. My own terms. This is me. I am different. I am unique. I am not like you. If the day comes that I would be wishing I was the same as other humans, hmmm..I think that would be the “something wrong” part in me.

In Loving memory of lolo..

The page D

Five hours. Five hours of simply staring my numb fingers on the keyboard. Five hours of staring in blank spaces. Five hours of of completely feeling air inside my head. Five hours.

I've put off blogging about this for too long now.

I said I'd finish my releases and then I'd write about it.

I tried in the office, but I couldn't.

I tried at the internet cafe, and the attempt failed.

So I said I'd blog it after Sunday.

But something is telling me that I have to do this today. It's now or never.

The real thing is, despite my new job, different people I met, and the quests of my life for everyday survival, this is the time I felt like I won't be able to stand myself up.

This time, one page of my life was torn and I know it will never ever be brought back. Nor replaced.

I just lost someone special and so close to my heart.

My dad.

I was so good at pretending bad things never existed but that's one thing I can't do now.

I miss him. So much.

I'm alive!! :]

I can hear the Hallelujah Chords singing around my ears. It's like the evolution of my new era. Haha..

As if I am an angel. PLease. For cryin out loud.

I'm just glad I'm OK now. My chest pains are finally gone. I give thanks to my strong and mighty pain killers that they let me sleep for over eight hours in for the first time again in 3 months.

And for the people who showed great concern and affection, Thank you so much. :]

How would I start this blog?

I've been missing blogging for these past few days..I guess I was busy running around things to take care of which I REGULARLY do.

This will be my first entry for this month. I missed blogging about my mother's birthday, The moment I had the chance to visit her in her house, Happy and I's weekend celebrations, Phase III happenings, blah blah blah, etc. etc.

I was deadly sick yesterday. First day of the working week. I never expected my former friend "asthma" would visit and stay with me since yesterday. It wasn't a nice hello at first. It was deadly slash hell slash hurting moment. When I was in high school, I know asthma will visit me when I start to have mucus and coughing out my lungs at the same time but now it's different. I woke up yesterday and made a deadly stretch out of my body muscles. It was hella good. I felt that I'm ready for the entire day. But I wasn't wrong. During lunch, I started to feel that my left back is aching. I ignored it and went back to my eating moment. And then I started to feel that my chest hurts every time I breathe. i really ignored all of the hurts that I felt because I thought it would be short and would just pass away. Damn but I'm wrong. Hundred percent wrong. The fucking back-chest-abdo-heart ache never went out. It stayed with me in the office, in the bathroom, everywhere I go, and when I breathe, the hurt grows bigger. When you think of it literally you'll just think of that I had a heartbreaking relationship or something hurt me emotionally. This time it's not like that. Every time I take oxygen in, My veins are crouching and won't let air pass through me. I can't cough cause my diaphragm's hurting too. My head is also drop dead aching. I started doing initiative and watch Chronicles of Narnia in my DVD. But the aching won't stop, and it started to give me the feeling that within any second my heart would stop beating. I decided to [escape from seeing my boss] go home and take whatever remedy is available. I had my trusty nebulizer inhaling a dose of Meptin. I never thought I was having asthma but I am. And it gave me a hard time shooing it away. He just gave me seventeen hours continuous of of pain and company. Please pray for me. I am not feeling well but I am in the office right now. And I want to go home, but I couldn't.

And I am starting to [heart] hate my boss' assistant.

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Mark


is not the typical "boy next door" kind of guy but he knows how to make "pacute". For me, he's a mixture of everything: a complete balance of good and bad, love and hatred. He can be funny sometimes, doing unbelievable things that you can't even imagine, and making decisions that leads to failure. He can be sweet, so sweet that you just wanna melt away. He can be hard-headed trying to be the toughest in terms of everything but he remains humble despite his high profile. He's very unpredictable that sometimes I don't know exactly what he is up to...

Every moment with him is priceless
because I never got tired of seeing him beside me...

He is a simple guy, you can catch him at home playing with his phone or watching TV. Many people might have a good impression on him, the same is true in my case that he proved me correct...Somehow I was able to realize that behind those bossy effect and being hard-headed this guy has his marshmallow side...

Fellas...meet MARK, the love of my life.