Two in one sexy fun
Hmmmm.. oh well. Since I can’t seem to be able to create two different photo galleries in one blog entry, I decided to just simply merge together
PINOY GAMES 2009
and
JOSE’S SEXY CNY PARTAAYE!!
You know what?
+
SCHOOL VALUES
+
LASALLIAN TRADITIONS
+
+
DOING IT THE TRUE IB WAY
+
FRIENDS
=
AWESOME.
Protected: I am moving on. And since I am moving on, I have to leave some things behind.
My last-night’s bomb diffusing specialists.
Nic
Danniiii
Sienny Poo
Nlk Bdhk Wrnkl
Savaaaaaaye
Mandy
Babaaaaaaye
Quangy
Roooooooooomie
Johnny
and
Mr Cuddles!
(amanda’s lovelaaaaye hamsty!)
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Oh, NLK, SIENNY POO, SAVAAAYE, and I went to ECP last night! Ate at Carl’s Jr.! MWAHAHAHAHA! Laughed like mad people, as if the beef patties inside our burgers emitted laughing gas. LOL. Walked along ECP and talked about random stuff, mostly perverted, but who cares, it was fun. After eating CJ, I got myself the biggest tummy ever in the history of my entire life. I’m not going to get an upsized Coke again. I don’t think we can have more of these fun, slack times together, now that the IB is getting a lot more stressful, but yeah, it was fun with you guys. ROOMIE, you should have gone with us. XD
Went back home at 3:30am.
Slept.
Woke up just now.
And now, it’s time to get down to some serious IB work.
But you were still there.
I stared blankly at the window, and pasted on the glass was the sky in streaks of yellow, orange and indigo. The translucent clouds passed by like cattle crossing the street, moving from one window frame into the other, while the gentle breeze came inside and kissed the soles of my feet, and the last drop of that very sunlight disappeared forever.
The sky turned black, and the new pasted image on the glass was me. I stared at myself, and I wondered how everything I just saw, simply disappeared in all of a sudden.
As if nothing existed before.
Jix-pedida.
Representing the pride of the Philippines!
It was fun hanging out with you guys.
CANDICE
KENNETH
ZIPPORAH
JIXSEYLO
DANSON
CALVIN
ALON
JESSIE
I’m glad I met my lovelaaaaye batchmates again.
It was the SEX!
and yeah,
we’ll miss you JIX!! ):
I will really miss you buddy..
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I know I’m a late fan of theirs, but who cares.
Although music continues to move on, a part of it always remains, and never dies.
Radiohead is officially my super favourite band everrrr!
The lyrics haunt me.
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Incendo.
Finally, it’s over.
I’m happy that everyone liked the chocolatte song.
And I’m happy to be part of the organizing team.
After one week of fun and fatigue, my body still remains strong. The remaining stamina will suffice, and I am ready to face the next nineteen weeks of term one.
But my mind is slowly deteriorating away. Too many thoughts have been drowning me like acid, dissolving away my focus and concentration into nothingness, all because of one stupid thing.
Despite all the happiness in the world I’m receiving, I’m sad I have to suffer from a daily emotional breakdown. Every time I see you my world just lightens up for a minute and then for the rest of the day everything just crashes down, the mountains erode, the sun blacks out, and the sea drowns itself into the abyss. I wonder how I’m gonna survive this year. It’s slowly tearing me apart. And the worst part is?
Napakamanhid mo. XD
I don’t want to be in a situation where all I’m left with, is my last resort. I might regret it for the rest of my life. Things will never be the same. That’s why I’m keeping my mouth shut. I don’t want things to change. I’m not like Obama who’s head over heels with Change.
Oh, and Kat Parsons, you ROCK. I was so sad I was unable to buy your CD.
Decorations.
Merci beaucoup,
~In order of appearance in school~
Lin Wei Jie
Gabriel Woon
Mr. Security Guard
Joey Lim
Mr. Wong
for helping me out today.
Without you I would have been dead by now.
I love the crepe papers by the way.
And I love you guys. Thanks for sacrificing your Sunday.
rowlandanthony
Recently turned 19, I am an International Baccalaureate slave, a Roman Catholic, now of legal age to vote, to drink alcohol, to drive, to marry, to smoke, and to f*** around. I am manufactured in the Philippines but currently utilized in Singapore. I am the thick-skinned, ingrate bastard who dumped the Government in exchange for a $100,000 two-year private scholarship. Most people in the Philippines call me Row, as a result of a passed down genetic trait that triggers laziness. Actually, my nickname is Anju, which I am really really not so fond of. But I am fortunate enough not to suffer from the ubiquitous Filipino frenzy of naming nicknames with letter 'h's sandwiched between other letters, e.g. Jhong, Jhing, Bhong, or Bhing, and from the usual repetition of the same syllables - usually created by the whole extended family giggling in delight as one utters his or her baby cry while shitting unconsciously and secretively on the lampin, inside the duyan - resulting in stuttering names like Ton-ton, Ping-Ping, Bam-bam, Ging-ging and Don-don.
I am currently having the time of my life.
