Crazy, Cozy Words

Yep, recently these anonymous texting sites have been up and running. They've been trending ever since 2 months ago, I think? But they've been on some sort of roll. I don't know. Just sharing. Haha. I think I'll troll random people for the first time ever. David '17

I always wondered if we could run our lives in frames. As if we were a game running on some low-end laptop. Or some video lagging due to bad graphics cards. What if we could stop on a frame so we could change the things that could've been the cause of what's happening today? Maybe. Just maybe. I've written this because I have been editing our advertisement (which is kinda creative, in stop motion, duh) and it's been kinda fun so far. What's not fun is that we need to submit this on or before Saturday. IT'S RUSH TIME. But let's focus on our topic -- what if life were altered by constant pauses, turning each vision into frames, and slowly we see how things change. One by one. Imagine a clay model moving through each frame -- slowly, some details of that clay model are modified, changed and positioned differently. In each frame, there's a scenery. In the whole clip of all those frames; they tell a story. Timelapses may tell the growth of something a...

It's been a struggle. Since our Junior High School years, we couldn't get anything further from the bottom tier in the Cheerdance competition. Held annually, we couldn't go beyond the 3rd spot. Now the competition seemed tougher. Most of our opponents have experienced this competition as well, and they are older than most of us. We're young. Some of them are old and seem to have a finer experience than the rest of us. Today. We made our mark. Today. We showed them what we could do. Today. Fate has changed. Today. We are champs. It's been worth the wait--4 years full of anxiety and frustration; turned into joy and delight in just one night. I honestly didn't think we would be 1st after they called the 2nd and 3rd placers, and the seemed-to-be-best group actually looked better in all aspects. But, we won. For real. LONDON 2012: YOUR CHEERDANCE CHAMPIONS! David ☝

-para kay l- ~inspired by floopindabbin.wordpress.com/2017/09/22/torpe/ Pangako, di na halos kita iniisip. Wala ka na sa isipan ko, di ka na priority kapag nagtetext ka pa. Di na ako nagrereply kasi di na ikaw yung karapat-dapat replyan. Pero dito ko na ilalagay ang mga natitirang hinanakit ko, ikaw at yung kasama mong dating seminarista. Eto na, ang huli kong hinanakit sa inyo sa'yo. May pag-asa pa bang bumalik tayo sa kasiyahan natin dati? Yung tipong araw-araw may note ako sa phone ko kung anong nangyari sa atin, parang news bulletin nga kapag ako yung nagtatype eh. Puro may update. Minsan may positive, minsan may negative. Palaaway ka kasi, pero ako lagi nagsosorry pag nababadtrip ka na dahil sa akin. Baka napasobra yung mga biro ko sa'yo, pero hinayaan ko na. Sorry pa rin kahit di naman sinadya. Tanda ko pa nung Disyembre, ang buwan nung nakilala kita. Halata namang wala ka (pang) gusto sa akin kasi mukha akong tanga dun. Pagod, stressed sa thesis. Pero lumitaw ak...

Ano yon??? Magpapakapagod ako, pero di ako mag-eexercise. Titikman ko lang yung pagkain hanggang maubos, pero di ko kakainin. Ipipikit ko mata ko for 8 to 10 hours, pero di ako matutulog. Isosolve ko ang 1 + 1, pero di Math gagamitin ko. Magsusulat ako ng letter, wala nga lang mga letra. Gagamit ako ng camera, pero di ako magpipicture. Magtytype ako ng mahaba, pero hindi keyboard gamit ko. Kakain ako ng breakfast, pero hindi pagkain nakalatag sa mesa ko. Makikinig ako ng kanta, pero di tenga gagamitin ko. Mag-iisip ako ng mabuti, pero di ko gagamitin utak ko. Bibili ako ng sapatos, pero hindi pera ipambibili ko. Maglalaro ako ng basketball, pero di ako magkakapawis. Iinom ako ng inumin, di nga lang liquid. Kailangan ko ng energy, sa baterya galing. Mahal kita; mahal mo rin ako, pero di tayo MU. Crush kita; sana crush mo rin ako. landi maygahd Sinagot mo na ako, pero di tayo. harot bes HAHA Lewis '17 walang pasok sa thursday

Ang hirap pala pag paos ka. Like really. You can't say a word, you laugh as if it were your last breath, you sound like a cracker when you cough. Yes, it almost does the same as having phlegm inside your lungs. 😝 Your voice box is one of the most used parts in the body, and it really isn't recognized as much as we would expect it too. I can't even tell the difference between the laugh box and the voice box. Someone inform me. Right now, I'm having this some sort of throat pain due to the excessive shouting from our Yell Practices by Cheedance Day, and I just made the condition worse by drinking cold beverages. Add carbonated drinks to that list in that matter. Ikaw kaya sumigaw ng 2 oras, tapos 20 minutes lang pahinga mo in between. Saklap! 😞 The common things you could do while you couldn't speak actually could be a benefit for you. It really isn't a lot to take in, but.. You could excuse yourself from reciting or singing in front. Right? You...

Yeah, I know. It's been 2 straight schoolnights now. My service was already informed however, but they're like the next in the  shittiest in all the shittiest of all the services I've ever had. Arriving at home by 7:30 has never been fun. Never. Probably next to PLDT, though. It's been relevant how going home late is alarming, especially to our own families. My family is always in shock whenever they hear from me that my shuttle service has left me at school. Pati service, iniwan na rin ako. Sad naman. 😟 But it could also lead to unusual, yet dangerous events. One by one, I'll discuss them. These are based from experiences of some people I know or I have heard stories from. 1. Forced to Go Home on Foot It is very unusual for a student going home (who lives in a distance) on foot. Could be reasonable though, the student may not have such contact to any relative (but that's really, really unusual) or the student gets dismissed late and has no ch...

a weird info-confession Bakit ba kasi puro si x na lang sa Math? Bakit x na lang palaging pinapansin? Bakit x lagi ang missing variable? Bakit x ang laging kasama sa equation sa atin? Bakit x ang laging hanap-hanap? Bakit pa kasi hinahanap si x? Bakit puro x ang nawawala at dapat laging hanapin? Hindi ba lahat ng wala na ay hindi na nahahanap muli? Diba? Bakit si x pa, bakit laging siya? Mahal mo pa siya no? Bakit nung ako yung napagod tinuruan ko yung sarili ko na magpahinga, pero bakit nung siya na yung napagod tumigil na siya? 😟 Y be like: "Aba. Don't ask why. 😆" (pun yan qaqo) Lew Others etcetera

Kelan nga ba? a general topic It all starts with the interests of a certain person. The best application to this is when we start to get tolerant to some sort of thing that supplies satisfaction in our bodies. Like drugs, for example. Once you start using it, there's no going back. It worsens by the time when you get addicted to such drug until the moment of realization that you'll head to therapy soon enough, or possibly, you'll get arrested. Kelan ba dapat tumigil? It's obvious on one side, kailangan nang tigilan ang isang bagay kapag nakakasama na. Let's relate this to modern times. Kapag ang isang tao ay nagkakagusto sa isang tao, nagiging interested siya sa taong iyon. Kapag dumating sa puntong obsessed na ang nagkakagusto sa kanyang nagugustuhan, baka magdulot yon ng nakakasamang epekto sa kanyang isipan. Doon mismo sa puntong iyon na nakakasama, doon na dapat tumigil ang taong iyon. Obsession is like retardation, only that you could control your min...