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Name: Sam
Country: Philippines
Metro: Manila
Birthday: 3/21/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: I like anything connected with Cars,
I'm also a fan of Video games,
I like to Draw,
and most of the time Editing Pics.
Coffee, of course..
Mood:
Desktop: *note this image is not on grayscale. It's true that spiderman has a black suit. Did Venom crossed your mind?
Expertise: First, I'm an expert on bumming around. Second, I'm best in bothering people.
*UMAI*
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Yahoo:  bananakid_z01
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Member Since:
10/28/2004
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| "Call It Karma"
Silverstein Blame it on the weather, but I'm a mess
And this February darkness has me hating everyone
And I know I need your comfort, but this drama makes me sick
And the longer I lay here I know it's harder to get up
without you [Chorus:]
Lose another day here
Lose another year here
I'm with you Find me something out there that's making sense
And it's just another trend carefully hidden in your dress
And the cycles neverending and the fashions overdone
And the further that I run away, the further I'll come back
to shelter... [Chorus] You are the fire on my apartment floor
Sixteen stories, I'd rather burn than fall
It isn't fate that took us all by storm
It's just the turn of a card [Chorus] You are the fire on my apartment floor
Sixteen stories, I'd rather burn than fall
It isn't fate that took us all by storm,
It's just the turn of a card Goodbye, old friend
Goodbye, goodnight
I'll move on
You'll call it fate, I'll call it karma
We had our time, it was fun
while it lasted I'll look back with honor
and no regrets
I won't be mad, won't feel bad
These memories will never leave me
Don't be sad
cause life goes on, life goes on
It's getting too late
Tomorrow is here
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| Well, first semester has ended; I quite enjoyed the whole package of it. From the professor with bi-polar syndrome, my professor in chemistry that had given me a hard time, that English professor that I want to give a pair of scissors (kwentong barbero kasi, para ma-kumpleto), also my Filipino professor that appreciated my essays, that very kind NSTP instructor, that megalocephallic PE teacher, that Algebra professor este student este teacher, anu ba yan, nalito na ko, nag papaturo kasi sa classmate ko eh, my cool sociology professor, the children I also call as my blockmates to the irregulars that sits in our classes, I really had a great time with their company.
Too bad, I and some of my closest classmates had a petty quarrel before parting for the semestral break. I can compare my words to stray bullets when I heated, random and lethal. For that reason, I chose not to communicate with them until I get a grip of myself. Anyway, that issue was little but the fact that the people involved are those that I consider family fuelled my fire.
Okay, enough of my rants.  dapat mag-celebrate kasi balik on-line na naman si bananakid.  | | |
| THE RAINBOW HAS COME... ...YET I STILL LONG FOR THE RAIN. belated happy birthday ate Mavic!!! | | |
| seriously... that wasn't sarcastic, although I can barely get some sleep kasi maaga ang pasok sa school and I can hardly find time to get some commisions and to gather with friends, I can tell I never been better. Yun nga lang medyo parang diesel engine, needed more time to be heated. At first I feel a bit rusty "pa" with the subjects, pero in my second week, well *ehem* yun lang. **I'll try to update this post. | | |
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Ghost of memory, icon of tyranny,
if youl do, not do any good,
will you go on, and never haunt me.
"So what's the point in all of these, when you will never change,
the days have passed, the weather's changed.
should I be sorry? could I be sorry?"
-Typecast: Will you ever learn
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