Friday, December 26, 2008

Parokya Republic




Parokya..ang grupo ng makukulit..mahaharot..at mga pasaway na studyante ng Marcelo H. del Pilar National High School..sec. III-3..

Kami ay magkakabarkada..sa tuwing kami ay magkakasama laging masaya..at dahil sa kasiyahan nmin..napapagalitan na kmi ng aming mga subject teachers..napapasaobra sa ingay eh..haha..pero ang barkadahang ito ay hindi nag iiwanan..pag may problema ang isa..problema ito ng lahat..

Lagi kaming masaya dahil andyan ang aming komedyanteng si nikong bulag..bulag kasi artificial lang yung isa nyang mata..you can also called him..one eyed clown..na laging nagpapasaya sa aming samahan..

Andyan din si Toffy.."SixStringer"..ang aming gitarista..lagi silang nag aaway ni bulag ngunit ang away nila ay isang biruan lamang..sa bawat pag stram nya sa gitara..ang lahat ay napapakanta..

Sa pagtungtong namin ng 4th yr..kmi ay nagkahiwahiwalay..ngunit kahit ganun ang nangyari..isa lamang ang alam ko..kmi ay tunay na magkakaibigan at walang iwanan..
Miss You guys.. PAROKYA RULES.."a Parokya member..is always a member"




-MuSasHi-

Heart




Heart..part of human body that keeps a person alive...

But for me..Heart means You..Your the only one that keeps me alive..our love we had keeps me breathing..so please..stay with me as my heart..because when your gone..my eyes will close..
Forever..

-MuSasHi-

Courtesy of Yann Mamoroe





this story is a heartbreaking story..this is the story of my friend..he love someone but his love..dosent love him..


here's his story..


once in my life, i met a person whom i fell inlove with.i told myself that i would never let her goi promise that i will nver hurt hermy mind revolves only her on that daysthe days when i was so inlove with hertil one day,i realize that i have the guts to tell to youwhat i feel.but things started to went wrong,its too late for me and my feelingsshe dont have feelings for meand i feel so sick about thatshe told me that somebody took her heartmy heart started to break on that momentmy tears began to flow down from my eyesand i dont know what to donow im starting to pick all of the brokenpieces of my heart one by one,im puutung them alltogehtherhow can is start over again???i know that i have to forget about heri know i need to let go and start thingsallover again..and be thankful that somehow, i met a person like youa person who made my life so meaningfuli wanna thnk her for thatits been a year since then, and i think this is thelongest and saddest year of my lifewere good friends, but whenever i saw them with his guy togetheri cant help my feelings to crynow i need to heal myselfto start a new life, coz i know she will never be mineand this....this is all i have..i will never ever forget you

GLADYS=(

Thursday, December 25, 2008

The Day I met You



It was highschool..3rd year highschool when i met her..a girl who stole my heart..at first im afraid to say what im keeping inside..because im afraid to lose her..until one day..i told to her that i love her..and i start courting her..at first we were not comfortable with each other..but when day past..i think im doing right..but my thought was wrong..then one day..she said that i must stop courting..it hurts but i must respect her decision..

A month ago..i ask her again..she said its up to me..then ill court her again but this time..im doing right so i keep it up..but....

it was month of april..i stop courting her..but not loving her..

A month ago..we were 4th year..she found other guy..i thought its all right..but when time passing by..i miss her..i felt so sorry what ive done to her..i miss the time that we were together..until i finaly realize that she was the one..the one i love..the one i need..then it was November..the month when i ask her if i have place in her heart..she said yes..then ill start courting her again..but this time..i will never hurt her again..ill do everything for her..because when she was happy..im happy too..her smile makes everything all right..so keep that smile and be happy..I LOVE YOU ERLITA..you are the one that ive looking for..

Thats my story..

-MuSasHi-