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XP Whatever. Just read it.

//.introduction.//

Either you went here for the blog post "Masci is gone?" or you just wanted to be here.
To go to the said post, click here.

Face it, we all know no one reads this.
But anyhow, I'm hoping.
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PEACE OUT.

.Wednesday, October 15, 2008 ' 8:29 AM Y

I'm back.

The harmonious sound of waves.
Deep in the forest.
Where one is lost.

They hurt all the time-
Those wounds and scars you inflicted upon me.

Seeping through, dying red.
This root of mine was innocent and sweet.

- [idea], graceful degradation (as alphonse)

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

Mind you. I'm student, so... Anyway. It's like I'm talking to a real person here. And it's like that you're the only one who can understand me. Woot.

And nothing happened yesterday. Nothing special, I mean. Lousy day.

//.what's.new.//

I'll elaborate this for you. I don't want to make this long. I have many things to post, too.

I have said what I have to say about the issues on school. I'm done telling my part. But the fact that many rose this topic up at class made me a bit pissed. I dunno why. I guess after that effort of posting a lot of things, nobody reads this blog anyway.

I'll say it again.

If my batchmates can't do it, they can simply leave this school and have honors at other schools. That would be much more easier. No efforts, no sleepless nights. Only one thing. It proves that you're a piece of my freaking ass, meaning you're a big coward.

Why am I getting heated up on this? Simple. I don't want to fail my family down. And then my parents claim that I'm the smartest one on the family. Yeah right.

And it's such an honor to be here, then these morons destroy the honor. Great. Thanks a lot.

//.great.//

Now I'm pissed enough to stop thinking of what to post. I just knew I had something in my mind a while ago. Argh. Thanks a lot, bitches. Now I have to struggle thinking of what to write.

I've been pissed since this afternoon. My sister left me at school while she practiced at home. So meaning, she won't come back for me. But, I hoped she will. She's older than me, and has responsibility over me. But she didn't. And I didn't brought my cellphone. Nice timing.

I had to walk about 10-20 meters back and forth from MaSci to Pearl Manila. It was irritating. I was hoping they would pass the U-Turn near Pearl Manila. Nope. Not a chance. I went back to MaSci, and I saw the car. Perfect. Now's the perfect chance to breakdown.

We went to Otis to do some grocery and eat. They treated me since I acted like a baby. Well, hear, hear. I did.

//.i'm.at.hell.//
//.again.//

Oh come on. I sold my soul to the devil already. No need to tell me that. You know that I'm anti-religion. God. Stop harassing my ability to tell that I simply hate your "gods".

And personally.

I've been experiencing a lot of things today. I need to set my priorities. I hate myself. I don't know what to do. I HATE MYSELF.

(And I hate these freaking scene about this freaking break up. I hate saying these words but WHAT THE HECK.)

I'm back at being miserable. I can't believe this.

Thanks a lot, my dears. Let's see each other at hell.

//.epilogue.//

Inside me was a total darkness like that of a midnight's
Though I shouldn't have been able to feel anything, anymore.

Even so, please do not accept.

The fact that I own what I should not.

And realize what I have lost.

-gdmechano, night flyer

//.art.music.passion.//


Unheard Whispers.

Inaudible cries.




What am I?

A demon in disguise.

I am Arimi.
I am a simple girl in a complicated world.
Blindfolded. Lost in someone else's world.
Alive, and still breathing.
What am I exactly?
I say I'm a demon.
Scary, huh?

Cravings

Wishlist.

I crave for chocolate.
For yaoi.
For more.
For a tablet.
To have a Tegaki E account.
Won't happen.

One word. ESCAPE.

GET AWAY FROM HERE.

My confidante, and sister.

Poison in my ears.

Listen to the forbidden fruit on my ears.

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