PARTY, PARTY, PARTY!!!!!!

Ang saya mag party!!!!!
kala q nga maging boring kz sa bahay lng yung venue... wala man lang magalaan...

But, naging happy kming lahat... hahahah......

Hay, dahil sa mabilis akong tumakbo at magaling akong tumakas, di nila ako na pahidan ng chocolate....




whahahaha,,,,, may isang naklusot at pinahidan ako, pero pingbigyan ko lng cia... hehehehe......







Cho!!!!! Thank you sa gift mo!!!!!
I love it!!!!! Buti nlng hindi color pencils kasi meron na aq nun....
Tnx tlga...

hehehehehe...
kung hinhanap nio aq sa pics andun aq sa tabi.... muntik nang maharangan ni dah.... hahahahah......



at hdi lang nman kmi ang nag enjoy. Meron din nmang magugulo na mga bata. Ang kukulit nila.... nakalimutan q na ang mga names nila.....hehehehhe.....





Hindi aq nkapag upload ng mga pics ng food... sayang.....

party,party, party!!!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Unlocking the Chain

Amanda's golden coat, beneath are dirty clothes, dirty shoes and a hidden face in a painted mask.

Carrying the malevolent eyes of those who don't understand while walking in the uneven street of her past.

Crying with blood but standing with pride, holding on her right hand the cane of fear and doubt.

Eager to see her way out of the King's tunnel lighted by the torch of hateful and distrust.

"Pardon?! Who needs pardon?! Not me! Not me, not me..." others are impress by her bravity; others pity her for her insanity.

Thinking of what she had done wrong or rather what she had done that others thought was wrong.

All she wanted is to love and to be love, "Is that wrong?! No. Did I steal? No. Did I murdered someone? No."

"Norms. Let me go of this chain of norms. I'm begging you. I may have been break the standards and rules that you imposed. I may have been divert my way differ from what you desire. But, what I feel is inevitable and uncontrollable. I'm longing for your sympathetic heart and I wish for your open mind."

"Confuse!", people shouting, hoping Amanda will drop her sincerity. But she smiled as her beloved approach her "I' always mesmirize by your smile, Cynthia"

Evil is what society see, "We're sinners," Cynthia whispered as she passionately kiss Amanda "as they were." The villagers open they're umbrella of shame as rain touches the raw land that crack in disgust.

They are looking for the key...