From ' The Firefly's journal'

(this poem is dedicated to my beloved friends, a million thanks to all of you!...'till we see each other again!)

Please Breathe Without Me

A blooming rose withers

Indigo skies darken

The milky twilight fades into the horizon

Every story ends

But I wish not to say goodbye yet

For I have not had enough

Of this ecstasy that had enslaved me

I wish not to leave this admirable state

For I fear the uncertainties

I have nothing more to hope...than to stay.

Wretched Bananas

The blog-oh-sphere seems to have a bit of tension. First of all, I'd like to say that this blog is supposed to be Rated X. Which means you have no right, in anyway, to enter this site. Not to mention reading the slightest word is breaking MY law. Anyway, since you're really hard-headed and you continue to read, it would not be my fault if you've gone nuts and screaming you're way to hell. I would just like to warn you, this blog is full of fuss and unimaginable whines. You might be falling in a pit of snakes, attacked by voracious lions, or worst...

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The dorky, thick-headed and idiotic B1(banana 1) and B2 (banana 2) have been acting the stupid they were, comes unleashing their contemptible and despicable crap. And guess what? They got what's due to them, crap itself. I could have describe you with more intolerable adjectives but it's too much a waste of space and time.

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Spanish lessons were quite amusing. I ,now, can fully understand Dora without translations.

-history class

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I'm predicting intrams this year, would be the worst time in the history of school. Less days, less activities, less work (benefit of teachers and disadvantage of students), and less FUN (which is the most essential thing in a student's life). bummer...

Now, you see what I'm talking about? I guess that's enough to send you off somewhere in Antarctica.

Hasta pronto! =)

The Evolution

I'm just too glad to have a bit of a break. A break from all of those crappy things that the world -my world- throw up on me. It sounds more like an exaggeration, I know. But if you we're on my place you would have understood me. I'm sure you really would.

A whole FREAKING week and a half of NO net connection.

I guess you would really get annoyed with that, would you? Here you go trudging you're way home with a bunch of school works to do, that needed the internet so badly, and here also comes the troublesome net connection, as if intending to truly annoy you. Well, if it hadn't been for the minimal time I had, I would have already sued the internet company for not attending to our business.

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>The mongoloid -at last- got her crooked fence wired. And guess what? It turned out to be that the mongoloid evolved into a mongoloid slash hyena slash fish -with those mouth bobbing. We were like looking to her with the stare that meant you-look pretty-much-a-messed-up-mongoloid-slash-hyena-slash-fish. She's even felt confident because she interprets our stare as a you-look-much-better-having-those-wires-because-it-doesn't-make-you-much-a-mongoloid. Well, good luck with that because the jury doesn't seem to appreciate it.

>The sloth had waken up finally. She thought she could beat The Princess. But too bad, she hadn't learned at all from dreaming while at slumber. The sloth attempts to dispatch The Princess but then how could she? When she's just a sloth? A sloth with no brain at all. She's already appalling plus the fact that she's dim-witted, then what else can you get from her?

I think I have wasted much of this space for some grotesque creatures that were not meant to exist in such an admirable world.