Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Ball Pens.



            Let’s talk about ball pens. Well actually ball pans are useful to my life not just as a student. For, I always use ball pen in writing for my thoughts here, listing my tasks and planning for the expenses and events. I can say I can’t live without ball pens. In buying ball pens, I always choose sign pens which is more expensive than the regular ones. For me I find them moirĂ© fun to use and make me feel that I’m a professional, really. And I believe sign pens have higher quality. In choosing sign pens to buy, I’m really picky now. Because most of the ball pens I have picked the past days have fooled me that they are good to use but actually not. I hate the sign pens which is, when you try it writes good but when you already use it in writing a long story it’s writing becomes choppy and ruin your mood in writing because it doesn’t work! So, I say, in buying sign pens go to the expensive one! Cheaper ones have low quality. Anyway I can say too that it depends on the brand. :p

Imagination.


           If vampires are wandering around they’ll catch me waiting for them to show up. Thinking if they look exactly as I’ve always imagine, except for their being a human blood feeder, a blood sucker, an evil work. Unholy as novels say. Vampires are only made by humans’ imagination, a wild imagination. There is still no hard evidence to prove that they exist or, should I say it exists. This legend been the topic of magazines, newspapers, novels, gossips but nothing has proved their existence. There has been reports made of their likely attacks but it would be foolish to assume it’s their work for there is no fine evidence. Then why there are people who believe in them, in their existence?
          Because of the peoples’ wild imagination and works related to vampires that make needy people to believe there’s a chance they might exist. Could you tell me, is it bad that someone even dared to wish? Even though it is said that vampires are pure evil?

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Sit Ups



                Hey I was thinking about doing 100 sit ups today but unfortunately I got an injury yesterday. It was really not that bad. It’s just my pinky finger at my right feet bump the edge of the metal. Well my finger almost got cut in half. At first I thought it was nothing but when I reached the kitchen and take a look at it, it was bleeding all red. I just washed the wound and blood all over it with water but I did not put any medicine in it. Because I believe the wound heals faster if you left it open and let it dry itself.
                Well, a day has passed and it felt much better now. All I’m worrying today is my enrollment for the next semester and I’m going to pay for the tuition fee tomorrow. I wonder what will happen especially that my best friend is coming with me. We will first pay the “bills” then we’ll wander around the shops to look for stuffs we want. Hope my wound won’t ache tomorrow.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Christmas is Coming


 Really, thinking about Christmas gift creep me out. Well of course because of money matters. Actually I was planning to be strict about my expenses for the next semester so that I can gather money for the presents I’m going to buy at the end of November. I know it’s too soon to buy gifts at the end of November, but my best friend told me that it’s best to buy presents before the days when Christmas is getting near, “It’s because it’s cheaper.” She said.  So since I’m running low on money I’ll go with the practical one.
Actually there’s also a problem I’ve been thinking over since first semester. I really don’t have any idea what to give for my best friend, since al she want is a book collection of the first printed edition of Sidney Sheldon’s books, I mean novels. And to grant that it will cost me a fortune.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Broken Strings

The first time I got the guitar strings broken was on
my Uncle Ranie’s 25th birthday.

It happened while I was practicing Taylor’s jump then fall and I decided to use a guitar pick. At first I panicked and decided to hide the guitar. But I remembered that Uncle Ryan know how to replace guitar strings. So I asked for his help. It was a long story; I ended up being disappointed by him. So yes my guitar was not yet fixed and I was so frustrated to get it fixed that day that I ended up crying.
The next day as I woke up I immediately get my guitar and made up my mind to fix it myself. When I got the broken strings removed, I asked my father’s help. Well, my father is the one who made my guitar. I was getting all excited that I can’t help smiling while he was showing me how to put guitar strings.


Waking Up


 
I wonder why I woke up early today. I don’t have any plans ahead and now I’m thinking it over. Oh! I remember! My cousin was knocking at my parent’s room trying to wake my mom, it was around 4 am and I was awakening because of his noise. I tried to sleep back but then suddenly I felt very hungry because my parents are cooking downstairs and I caught the smell of it. But then I’m too lazy to stand up and go downstairs to feed my stomach.
Anyway I was thinking about doing some research if charcoal’s smoke is bad for the health. Conduct a canvas about the camera with automatic printed photo in it. But unfortunately our internet is not working, “Stupid globe broadband.” I wonder how I made it yesterday without internet. Ah! I remember, my guitar saved me J

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Found in a Piece of Paper


    Today, my mom scolded me for wanting to drink coffee in our front yard. I felt bad of course, you know it’s just a simple thing I want to do but I am still not allowed. Make me feel like I am not allowed to do anything. If only vampires do exist somewhere, went here and pick me up, take me away from this life forever. Seems like running away right?
          Now I’m sitting here in front of the door. Looking at these people, I never wanted this kind of life, Never. I always wish I was better. Since I have learned things about vampires, their perfect features, makes me want to be one of them too. But then people say they’re not real. Losing hope? No. Because as long there are people wishing they exist, they will. And that’s what I feel and what I know.
                                                                       Unknown (October 23, 2010)