Hi Rio!

Hello,Rio! welcome to the world of blogging.. You should start blogging too! So just sign up...find the sign up here, somewhere..OK?? ARE WE CLEAR??!!

Read my blogs ok!?..
=D..

Ahem, world to Rio, Rio to world..'' Hello Rio!..'' Say hi!..Ok, Rio..This is the world.. =)..Ohh yes, world, Rio is my average, chicken-eating cousin.. She PROMISED she would read my blogs.. "Yeah, sure!" that's what she exactly said.. So Rio!.. You better be reading this!..

World, be nice!! Rio is new here!..Since she isn't such an EXPERT in the internet..((SO TRUE))

Rio could be smiling or laughing by now..((If she's reading this))...((SHE BETTER!!!))

Rio used to be MORE FAMOUS than I am..((I'm such a feeler!!!))
But as my first ever blog said, the one with the title, "It all started at the chapel", that's how my fame came..and I shined more than she did.. And I asked her about oil in your face, and she said that's what makes me more shinier than she is now..=))
LOL!!

Good one RIo., Good one!!! Definitely... NOT!!..

Eeeenk!!.. haha!! Fooled yah rey!... I bet you feeled so cool when i started blabbing how good your small sentence was!..

hehe..

Ok, see u soon secretary..I mean, Rio..=)

No copycats!

You can follow me, but don't use my WORDINGS in making one of your blogs..That's the only rule here..Thank you very much.. And That's a rule!...>=p

8 requests

8 requests!... 8!!! E-I-G-H-T!..EIGHT!..

8 requests for me to declaim.. AGAIN!..

daaahh!.. Insanity!.. hehe..

Welcome to the City of Boredom

Are you tired??


Are you lying down doing absolutely NOTHING??

are you tired of old movies?


Mostly..are you BORED??


Well.,you're not the only one..me too...

hmmphh!..I have no solution for this!..
So, sorry..

Let's just wait for fun to arrive to this CITY..
of boredom..>=(

It's done and gone

The foundress day is gone..No more fun..No more September..

Until next year.. But that's long, long, long.. like a year from now.. Hmpph!..
I wish I could rewind time..Just once.. But, I like what's going on now.,so I partly wish my wish wont come true...

It's over..=(..So sad.,I guess it's back to sticking with old, regular, same old, same old school days..not much activities..Some only..not much..=/...

I lost it

I lost it!.. My life is doomed! I can never depend on myself again!.. I lost my favorite and bestest letter in my life!.. I'd do anything or give anything just if I could find it!..hmphh!..=(..

I'm sooo sad..nothing can cheer me up..except finding the letter..Well, I do memorize what it said, but I can never prove to anyone something if I don't have the letter..=(..

So sad., right??

Declamation piece: The Fetus in the Stomach

Last night, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was a tiny dot in the womb of my mother. Formed by love, and blessed by the Lord. I could not see, I could not hear, but I could feel that I was loved. Embrace by the warm tenderness of my mother's flesh.

Here, I breathe on my mother's breath!
Here I fed on my mother's food!

Oh what a place to live! Oh what a place to grow! I was extremely happy in my little world. Believe me, it was happiness beyond compare.

In God's time, I was a tiny dot, no more. I grew, and grew, and grew. Caressed by parental affection. I wanted to say, thank you mother, thank father, for your love, thank you for my life.

One day, I heard splashing sounds, and boyish laughters. I can hear! I can hear! My heart was filled with joy! I kicked and kicked in celebration. Then, I stopped. I heard a sweet voice saying, "Mark, Joe, out of the bathroom now! You might catch cold!" I thought, she must be my mother. Yes, indeed, she was my mother. The two boys, Mark and Joe answered, "Yes mama!"
I echoed in the silence of my heart, "Mama, I love you, Mark and Joe, I love you! Wait for me, my brothers, we will climb the guava tree in mama's garden together soon."

On another day, my father cam home and told mama, "I have the results! It's a girl!"
"I am a girl! I am a girl! I am the only girl! Mark and Joe, you will have a loving sister! Mother, Father, I promise, I will be a good daughter! I will make you happy parents!"

But one evening, deep in the night, I heard my father and mother, talk about hard times, "Rising prices of gasoline! And food! High cost of education!'' My father cried aloud, "How can I support a family of three children?!" I was shocked! Am I an unwanted child? Oh, yes that was what my father had meant!

Oh no, father, please, mother, love me as you love Mark and Joe!

I shouted, I shouted again and again, "Love me, love me please!"
I kicked, I kicked again and again for my mother to get the message!
I cried, I cried again and again so my father and mother would pity me!
I prayed, I prayed again and again, "Lord, I want to be born!"

My father came home, late one evening. He told my mother, "Here are pills from the health center, take one for thirteen days." I was afraid! When the first pill was taken by my mother, the nectar in my mother's milk, turned bitter!
Oh, God! Pills to murder innocent babies! Unborn but with life!
Father, mother, why are you doing this to me?! Do you not love me? Do you not pity me? Love me as you love my brothers!
Father, you said you cannot support a family of three children, are you killing me just so Mark and Joe will live?
Father, mother, brothers, I do not want to die! I want to be part of you! I want to wash your clothes, I want to cook your food, please do not kill me!

How cruel, how cruel! I cannot defend myself, I cannot run away to avoid the pills poison! I cannot spit it out for my lips are weak and tender!

Somebody, Help me! Nobody cares. I want to live! But nobody cares. I want to be with Mark and Joe!

Then, I felt unbearable pain. I became weaker, and weaker. I was dying little by little. I want to live! But I could breathe, no more. Father, mother, you have murdered me, but I love you--Mark, Joe, good luck my brothers, I am sorry, but I can no longer climb the guava tree in our mother's garden...I..I...(deathly, but audible whisper..)