Baby Lizard
I saw a baby lizard. It was beside my bathroom mat. It looked like it just hatched from an egg – that small. It's tiny and white and cute. I wanna squish it, I wanna squish it, I wanna squish it because it's cute.
I kicked the mat pushed it a bit but it didn't seem to move. I kicked it again and it moved but I wasn't sure if it's just because I kicked the mat. I kicked the mat again and it moved a little bit again.
I was restraining myself really hard not to step on it. I kept telling myself, "leave it alone, leave it alone." But at the back of my mind, I kept thinking, "I wanna squish it. I wanna squish it." Even until now, as I type here, I'm still thinking of wanting to squish it.
I wanna kill it. I wanna kill it. I wanna kill it. I wanna kill it. I wanna kill it. Because squishing it makes nice sounds and killing it is fun. ♥
Victorian Valentine III
Earlier this morning, I got a word through my very pretty friend, Sese, about the upcoming Victorian Valentine. For those who aren't aware, Victorian Valentine is a Victorian-themed event that annually falls mid to late February. It's one of the events goths, lolitas, Victorian lovers and cosplayers anticipate each year. In fact, it's also one of my few favorite events.
Anywho, information regarding the third Victorian Valentine are as follows:
Event Date: February 21, 2010 (Sunday) – gates open at 7:00PM
Event Location: Ariato Events Place, Il Terazzo Thomas Morato (near ABS-CBN)
Ticket Price: PHP350.00
Tickets come in first come first serve basis.
Email or text your name and contact number to either of the following:
E-mail: usp.sunrose@gmail.com
Mobile numbers:
Globe – 09276338562
Smart – 09295033069
Sun – 09322017179
There are no other collateral – no website, no flyers, no posters, no nothing – aside from this few words of information about this event. The validity of this event may be a bit doubtful, but I think it will push through. I'll update this post as I get more details and such.
Kwentong Taxi: Pulis
(English Translation: Taxi Story: Police)
Medyo interesante ang nasakyang kong taxi driver. Nung nakaraang linggo ito, papuntang Pasig mula Makati ang ruta namin ni kuya kaya medyo napakwento siya. Nagsimula yung aming kwentuhan nung may nakita kaming sasakyan na hindi sumusunod sa batas trapiko.
Driver: Iba talaga dito sa atin. Ang mga tao, hindi marunong sumunod sa batas trapiko. Tapos, itong mga pulis naman, nasusuhulan ng pera, kaya yung mga tao, lalong hindi na sumusunod sa batas trapiko kasi nasusuhulan naman yung mga pulis.
Euri: Oo nga po.
Driver: Karamihan ng mga pulis, nababayaran ng pera. Basta may pera ka, walang batas-batas trapiko. Hindi tulad sa ibang bansa. Karamihan ng mga pulis, nababayaran ng pera. Basta may pera ka, walang batas-batas trapiko. Hindi tulad sa ibang bansa.
Driver: Totoo yan. Naranasan ko yan mismo nung nagtrabaho ako sa abroad ng 10 taon. Ibang-iba talaga dito sa atin. Ang mga pulis eh talaga naman mga buwaya. Nung nagtrabaho ako sa abroad 10 taon, nakaipon akong pambili ng bahay at lupa, kaya medyo matagal bago nasundan yung 2 kong anak ng 2 pa ulit. Yung bahay na napag ipunan ko, tinitirahan namin at pinapaupahan ko yung isa. Pagkatapos, yung kinikita ko dito sa taxi, sa pang araw-araw na gastusin naman napupunta. Kita mo, napapag-aral ko yung 4 kong anak.
Euri: Ilang taon na po ba yung mga anak niyo?
Driver: Ah, yung 2 nagtatrabaho na. Yung 2 naman nasa hayskul pa.
Euri: Bakit niyo naman po naisipang magtrabaho sa ibang bansa? Hindi po ba mahirap?
Driver: Sa totoo lang, mahirap. Pero kailangan eh. At isa pa, nagtago kais ako sa ibang bansa eh. Alam mo kasi, dati akong pulis. Criminology graduate ako, tapos nag pulis ako.
Euri: Ay, ganun po? Eh bakit po tumigil kayo sa pagpupulis?
Driver: Hindi ko na kasi masikmura eh. Kaya nagresign nalang ako, bago pa masunog kaluluwa ko sa impiyerno. Alam mo kasi, nung pulis pa ako, may na raid kaming base ng droga. May nakumpiska kaming 10 kilong shabu. Tapos pagbalik dun sa estasyon, nagkaron ng usap-usapan. Sanabihan ako nung superior namin na 2 kilo na lang yung irereport na nahuli, tapos itatabi na yung 8 kilo. Paghahati-hatian na lang daw namin. Lahat sila sumangayon, ako lang yun hindi. Hindi naman pwedeng hindi ka sumangayon sa gusto nila, papatayin ka ng mga kabaro mo. Pero dahil may prinsipyo ako at hindi ko masikmura yung gusto nila, nagreisgn ako. Pagkatapos, nag-abroad ako para magtago. Bumalik na lang ako nun katapos ng 10 taon.
Euri: Ay, sabagay po, kung hindi kayo mangingibang bansa, mapapatay kayo dito.
Driver: Oo, talagang papatayin ako ng mga kabaro ko. Isipin mo yung laking pera nung 8 kilong shabu na yun. Nung bumalik ako, nag taxi na lang ako. Di bale nang ganito, nakakaraos naman ako at marangal. Eh kung itinuloy ko yung pagpupulis ko, isa narin ako sa mga bayarin. Kapag kasi nagpulis ka, hindi mo maiiwasang hindi tumanggap eh. Mismong yung pera yung lalapit sayo eh. Kapag tinanggap mo yun, magkapalit na proteksyon iyon eh. Hindi pwedeng wala. Kaya kapag nagpulis ka, kahit gaano ka pa kalinis, siguradong matutukso ka.
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English translation to follow. XD
Marriage
A marriage license should be just like a passport or driver’s license. If we are not interested to renew it, then it expires. We are tough women, we will fight for our right to be free from the bondage of marriage.
— Margie Tajon
Above all else, your party list has the LAMEST of lame name EVER, in the history of mankind. It's called "1-ABAA" which is short for "1-Ako Babaeng Astig Aasenso," for the sake of those people who are interested.
On to the main topic, a marriage license, my dearest Ms. Margie Tajon, can't be compared to a passport or a driver's license. Having a husband is not just like having a new car to "ride on" and throw it away when you found a sexier and better car for your taste. And a family, for the love of all things, is not just some "luggage" or "extra trash" along the way.
If you don't wanna get married, then don't get married. Live-in couples are very common in this day and age. Just quit thinking of these ultra idiotic ideas. If, you just can't get the idea of "til death do us part" off your shit, try proposing another DIVORCE law. You'll never know when the bishop would actually agree to it just because it's already getting annoying. On that note, I still think that the Church should just shut up about these laws since government and the Church will always be different.
You may not want your husband, but there are people who wanted to get married too. And could you image how many people wanted to a have a "family" but can't? There are tons of people out there who would appreciate the things you throw away, and if only they could, would rather take it out of your hands happily.
Beyond Eternal's 6th Year!
This came late, sorry. It's supposed to be November 15th of this year, but either way, it's better late than never, ne?
Hey, it's Beyond Eternal's 6th year! I'm really happy! Thanks for everyone who still reads this uninteresting blog. :P Together, let's all look forward to a future with boundless possibilities.
Here's everyone's gift for this year!
Oh, and yeah. That's me in the image. It was taken by Jeromee~ x3
2010 All-Year-Round Gothic and Lolita Shopping List
When everyone else are doing their Annual Year-end Recollection/Reflection, I'm browsing here and there for Gothic and Lolita stuff. When everyone else are listing their New Year's Resolution, I'm doing my 2011 All-Year-Round Gothic and Lolita Shopping List. =P
Happy Holiday 2009
Another year is almost ending! Here's your annual gift from me, loves~
Click to take, and remember to link back. (^_~)
Pathway
An unclear pathway
About unseen future
Disturbs one's weak heart.
LOL PORN! XD
R-18 — probably.
Skull Papercraft
I got a skull papercraft from Dos. So cute! X3
Oh and please excuse the photo quality and my desk decoration.
The front view. :)
Old Bond
In this darkness
Where the world is covered in lies and deceit,
We held on to each other
Like there's no tomorrow.
The blood covered streets,
Where the difference between morality and not,
Is but a thin line of thread
That warps each and every one of us.
We screamed at the top of our lungs,
Yet our screams merely echoes around these thick walls.
No one knows who's at the other side.
Or is there someone at the other side?
Doubt started to haunt us.
And that bond we use to call friendship
Became nothing more than a memory
As we stabbed on each other for survival.
The warm fluid that covers our hands,
Are what tells us of our life's story.
The bodies that laid before us,
Are the living proof of our faded memory.
Melodies in My Heart
Cardcaptor Sakura (Sakura x Syaoran) fanfiction fans! Your long wait is over!
Melody in My Heart fanfiction book written your favorite author, Chette Dizon or Chanchan is already out!
It's a limited edition of 50 books. Per book, it cost PHP 300.00 inclusive of shipping anywhere in the Philippines!
Again... Remember! Only 50 copies will be released! So meaning only 50 PERSONS will get the Chapter 1-5. And the rest, you have to wait... it will take a lot of months (I'm telling you) But the good news is.. there are still 10 BOOKS available! So what are you waiting for? Go GET ONE NOW XD
The last time I talked to Chette, the first batch or the book's print almost sold out. So if you're planning to get one, grab it now before it's too late.
If you're interested, please email: chette_d@hotmail.com
For more information please visit these links:
- Chette's personal blog
- chanchanandmosasi (Chette) at fanfiction.net
- Cardcaptor Sakura (Sakura x Syaoran) fanfictions by Chette
- Chette's official fan fiction site
This is in support of my my good friend Chette. I've known her since my long forgotten fanfiction writing days that I can't remember when now, and reads her fanfictions once in a while too.
Pearl
GoPets shut down.
I drew you in your best kimono. I love you. And I'll miss you so much.
Bye bye. ='(
Suan's Mint Wafer
My childhood candy. Do you remember it when you were a kid?
A Tiny Bit of Pain
I felt a tiny bit of pain suddenly. But simply ignored it. The next thing I knew, I got curious of that tiny bit of pain, so I looked at it. And I found out that I was bleeding. I stared at my own blood. It fascinated me. The redness of it against my pale skin seemed beautiful. A few seconds after that pause, I washed it off with tap water. It didn't sting. Later after that, I went and pour ethyl alcohol over it. I still didn't felt the sting. I went to get a cup of tea and took a sip of it. And I grabbed the ethyl alcohol again and pour it to my wound. I didn't stop until I felt a tiny bit of sting on it.
After which, I reflected on what I did. I couldn't come up with a rational explanation to it, even if it's just something made up that I would later on believe to be true. The only thing that I could accept was that I wouldn't get satisfied playing with my would of touching it until I feel pain over it. Just like a typical child who wouldn't stop running around until he gets himself wounded all over.
Euri (yu-ri) is a unique specie of the 
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