//.the.sin.of.twilight.//

//.introduction.//

Either you went here for the blog post "Masci is gone?" or you just wanted to be here.
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Face it, we all know no one reads this.
But anyhow, I'm hoping.
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PEACE OUT.

Yowza.

I LOVE YOU DEL. XD

Yowza, blogger. Do I want to continue madam red? >.>;; Dunno.

//.art.music.passion.//

I'm the girl who loves Club Penguin. Get over it.

I miss my blog.

//.so.you.came.huh.//

Yeah. Stupid as I am, and even if my grammar sucks, I came back. (Darn you blog.)

//.whats.new.//

Yeeeah. SO yesterday, we made pumpkin pancakes. It tastes fine, actually, good, since Gerard finished it all. I brought some mashed pumpkin home so I could experiment and stuff. We were five in total, and we stayed at Clev's house. Me, Ron, Rachelle, Clev and Gerard. We acted like we weren't normal students. We rocked. XD

Besides from eating mashed pumpkin with butter (not me.), I guess we acted normally... Yeah. We acted normally. :D And repeating it doesn't mean anything. Swear. :D

LOL @ HP Printer ad. XD Bad printout. XD

And oh yeah, we won the Carol Fest. We're going to the freaking FINALS! *flails* I HATE IT. Three representatives, and we're one of them? Gawd. No more DST. More screams. More tears. Less glory. What the hell.

If I told you guys I have no problems with this Carol Fest, well, it's obvious that I'm lying. Thought I'm okay with losing DST, since I've been going home at 5 since I'm waiting for my sister, I just can't take the irresponsibility of the people around me. I mean, DUH. A president who follows other's requests? Sad but true, she needs to change. Hell of a change.

*bangs head on the wall* I need to lose some weight. NOW. I weigh 45 kilos last time.. I dunno now. *bangs head on the wall* I hate mehself.

//.what.else.is.human.to.you.besides.to.the.fact.that.you.cook.//

I have a boyfriend. Get over it.

And I download games at the net? I still suck at StepMania. Caramelldansen's really catchy. Oooh-oooh-ohhh-uaa-uaaa~

And I have those leg sock thingy. Wanna use them out soon. XD

And uhh, I dunno. I have and read blogs? Oh well.

//.ouch.//

I love my back. It hurts so much I wanna get it off my body.

Anyway, see you soon blog. I need some rest. :D

//.art.music.passion.//

Confession Sessions.

//.confession.sessions.//

Many things happened. Apparently, I'm happy enough as it is. I mean, all this love and stuff. The most memorable love day for LAVOISIER. One break up, one official and one confession.

Let's name the girl and guy at the breakup as Mr. and Ms. Heartbreaker. Then at the official, call them Mr. and Ms. Nightingale. AT the confession, Mr. and Ms. Edison.

Mr. and Ms. Heartbreaker lasted for 3 months. Some parental problems broke them up. Which is devastating since they love each other. Mr. Heartbreaker doesn't know what to do. He wants to help Ms. Heartbreaker so much. I've been counseling him for a while, in YM and texts. I can't tell him what to do, but I'm pretty sure he knows what to do, by now.

Mr. and Ms. Nightingale is a pair of both stupid and blind people who fell on the ditch. Or the sewer. XD They failed to realize their feelings until Mr. Heartbreaker made Ms. Nightingale confess that he likes Mr. Nightingale via text. And Ms. Nightingale has been downing herself that she can't and won't be with him. Guess what? Ms. Nightingale made Mr. Nightingale choose between his past and his now. He chose his now. :D

Mr. Edison is a friend of everybody, especially Ms. Nightingale, at that time. It was nearly 2 minutes before 12 at Mr. Edison's watch. He told himself that he'll confess at 12:00 noon. Nearly everybody was at the room. Ms. Nightingale was with Mr. Edison, and Ms. Nightingale was making a countdown for him. And Mr. Edison did confess to Ms. Edison.

//.happy.ending.//

I hope so. I told the story to my sister. She told me she's not against it. Thank God. XD

//.art.music.passion.//

Let you give up on a miracle...

//.you.resume.your.status.of.being.single.//

Don't matter, I heart being single. Don't rub it in, guys.

//.what.the.hell.happened.//

I have no idea. I need to wake up from this freaking dream. I mean, things happened to fast. I need it in slow mo.

It all started when Robert started to tell things about my ex since he attended the Battle of the Bands at my old school. He was saying that they're so sweet and all. I felt kinda... angry. I mean, how can he move on so easily? Everything I did was for his freaking sake. I didn't want a long distance relationship. It'll bring problems. I don't want him to get hurt. (But naturally he did.)

Anyway, I wanted to move on too. I already did, but everytime I remember him, I crumble.

//.how'd.we.get.in.here.//

I have no idea. I don't want to cry anymore. I have a lot stored in my body, and I don't want it to run out. I love myself.

//.heck.you're.shivering.//

I went swimming yesterday at Astral, and didn't had the chance to wash myself when I got home. It was freaking cold. I was too sleepy to do anything, and before I knew it, I was eating already. I didn't know why I was freaking tired. I didn't even swim too much.

//.rest.//

I will. After I finish this. Which I'll be doing right now.

//.art.music.passion.//

The Cram Spam.

//.welcome.to.the.cram.spam.//

Yeah. Welcome. It's 11.23 PM in my watch. Cramming to make a certain project. PROJECTS, I mean. Haven't done the book report. Nor the Con Math project. Haven't finished the Values. I love myself. Arghh.

//.so.why.are.you.late.//

IMPOSSIBLE.

MY BLOG'S TALKING TO ME! AHHHHHHHH!

Or rather, I'm talking to my blog. Yeah right. Anyway, I had my sembreak at my province. As much as I wanted to do these freaking projects, uhh, yeah, I didn't had the chance since 1.) I had no stable internet connection, 2.) I was lazy and 3.) I was busy. Hell busy.

I became crazy too. If you know what I mean.

//.yeah.yeah.sure.//

H3 will be done at Pasig. And I didn't know where Pasig is till a while ago. I got the Directory and and looked where it is. I live between Mandaluyong and Manila. And I'm near San Juan. Which is beside Pasig. Whoo-hoo. I'm near Pasig.

//.ahh.bored.//

My blog's dead. I pity it so much.

//.art.music.passion.//

Wants and Needs are almost the same.

//.straight.to.the.point.//

For the first time in a long time, I won't put some introduction/prologue/thoughts to ponder on. I'm TIRED of typing those stuff from doujinshis. God. Need quotes? Approach GDmechano and [idea]'s works. Even Akira Hojo's works have those.

//.what's.new.//

I want a digitizing tablet. Or something like that. I got envious when I saw Tegaki E blogs and there was this rule... ARGH! I WANT A TABLET!

The rule goes like this. "This is a blog where entries and comments are handwritten, ie. with a mouse (or tablet)."

I haaaate it! XP I tried writing on a canvas at PS using the mouse... No use. It's darn hard...

Face it, sweetheart. You fail big time.

//.the.anti.religion.club.//

Or so my cousin said. I have no idea where he got this. I just asked if he was anti-religion and all (no offense.) and he said no. I said I was and I'm enjoying it, and he asked how to join the club.

Here's our discussion (sorry if some are in tagalog. sorry.):

arimi-san: yaaaaaaay~ dami nang anti-christ/god/religion sa mundo..
nox_genesix: you speakin to me?
arimi-san: yap.
nox_genesix: aww.. you got the wrong message...
arimi-san: awww, that's too bad!
arimi-san: i'm anti-religion, and i'm loving it.
nox_genesix: di ka nagsisimba?
arimi-san: nagsisimba, pero ung utak ko palaging naiiwan sa bhay
arimi-san: stig
arimi-san: haha, cge, ttyl
nox_genesix: hmmm.. how do i apply?
arimi-san: apply to what?
nox_genesix: your club
arimi-san : club what?
nox_genesix: the antichrist tingy
arimi-san: well..
arimi-san: think of a reason why religion is a piece of crappy evidence that humans lack common sense.
nox_genesix: uuhhhh... processing... la bang tagalog?
arimi-san: okay. tagalog
arimi-san: maghanap ng rason kung bakit ang relihiyon ay isang ebidensya na nagsasaad na bobo ang isang tao
arimi-san: for short
arimi-san: bkit may relihiyon kung di mo nga kilala kung sinong sinasamba mo
nox_genesix: hmm... i'll think about it...
arimi-san: okay then.
nox_genesix: ty
arimi-san : LOL
arimi-san: aus lang dude

Anyway, hate me for being anti-religion, I simply don't care. I'd tell you to kiss my ass and shove off. Everyone has beliefs. And that's what makes a person unique.

//.what.now.//

What?! You hate me? What did I do?

//.public.matters.stupid.//

Alright. Let me get this straight.

You're telling me to stop preaching out my own beliefs for the public's sake. HA HA.

Are you out of your mind?! THIS IS MY FRIGGIN' BLOG, DARN IT! I don't care if you flag me or WHATEVER, I don't care! Why? You hate me because I'm anti-religion? Sure, HATE ME! Who cares?! I'm better off myself anyway!

//.calm.down.//
//.what's.with.you.//

I'm pissed. Life's hard, you know. You're a blog, damnit. You're supposed to be hearing out everything I'm saying. Instead, you're telling me what to do.

Wait.

You're a freaking blog.

//.realization.//

I just realized I'm talking to a blog.

*calls the hospital**specifically the one who handles with lunatics*

I'm sorry, but you've gotta see this quick. There's this girl who's talking to her blog...

//.12:00.//

Draft autosaved at 12:00 AM. WOW. Talk about nice timing.

Anyway, I think this is enough for my harsh Thursday morning. HAHA. See you soon, blog. :)

GAWD. Here I go again! XD

//.art.music.passion.//

The Dedication.

He's a real nowhere man.
Sitting in his nowhere land.
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
Doesn't have a point of view.
Knows not where he's going to.
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Nowhere man, please listen.
You don't know what you're missing.
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.
He's as blind as he can be
Just sees what he wants to see.

-gdmechano, nowhere man

//.i'm.stupid.//

I know.

//.confession.session.//

When I say I haven't got a crush on someone... I'm lying. I have this certain crush on a certain person who likes another certain person that he's so dedicated on her. I have nothing against it. Swear.

So, this is messing you up. Let me explain.

He's a boy. He's someone I just knew this year. From afar, he sounds and LOOKS stupid. But if you get to talk to him, I'm sure you'll change your impression.

He's really kind. Though as much as I hate it, he usually teases me a lot. That's the only flaw.

I'm not obsessed at him. I had enough with this love thingy.

I failed to see myself hurting a lot when I fell in the hidden, firey depths of love. I got ass-kicked, beaten, yet I still failed to realize it hurts a lot. I was numb in those periods of epic-failness! XD

//c'mon.arimi.be.serious.//

You might be wondering WHY I always freaking change my mood when I tell stories and such.

I know it's a bit selfish of me to do that. I mean, changing my mood so I won't get carried away too much. I hate getting read by other people. No one can read me. No one.

I guess that's what makes people think I'm emo. God, no! I'm not emo! I can dress-up like one, but after a few minutes I'll be smiling like a goof ball. Then you can call me poser. LOL. ♥

Having said that, I also have my limitations towards things. Like, I do know how to get hurt.

Yeah. I'm not dumb, morons. :) (Don't mistaken it if I call people morons. I just love that word as much as I love you guys. :). )

//.end.//

I'm sleepy. It's 1:56 in the morning, for Pete's sake. XP. I love you all. PEACE OUT.

//.art.music.passion.//