Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future but today is a gift. That’s why its called present.

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Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future but today is a gift. That’s why its called present.
The bucketlist
As a girl my age, I have so many wishes on my bucketlist that I think some are impossible for me to do. I was inspired to have a bucket list after I watched the a walk to remember. I watched how they fulfil the girl’s wish and I thought its kind of fun so I made a bucket list of my own.
· To taste all orders from different fast foods (e.g. Jollibee, Mcdo, Kfc, Chowking and etc.).
· Visit all the continents in the world.
· Swing at the Ecuador
· Tell mom I love her personally then hug her.
· Go Ghost hunting with friends.
· Own a wolf.
· Make a difference in someone’s life
· Get married at dawn
· Stargaze with my special someone
· Die first before my love ones
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Future Plan
Actually when I was little, I dreamt of being a teacher because I wanted to teach for free those kids who are unfortunate to not study in school. Then I wanted to become a writer for there are so many stories that is piling up in my head that I wanted to write. Then I wanted to become a director because I wanted to direct artist so that I can see them up close while I am earning money. Back then I have so many dreams in my head that I actually wanted to try to study everything.
But then my dreams changed permanently when I saw a portrait of my mom wearing a uniform that look like a stewardess uniform or sales lady uniform. When my aunt saw me looking at the picture, she told me that my mom was actually studying college to become a flight attendant when she got pregnant with my brother that’s why she had stopped studying. Then suddenly, a plan was made on my head. I thought that if my mom couldn’t become flight attendant that time, maybe I could continue her dream instead. And that’s the story of why I pursue to become a flight stewardess in the future.
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Coming undone
I know something had changed—no, it was not just something. Everything had changed. I didn’t know when did the change started, or where did the change started. Heck! I imprisoned myself inside my apartment for the whole 3 months with only 1 year supply of cans, noodles and rice to keep me going. I just realized one morning when I woke up that everything is not the same anymore. Maybe it was because of my ignorance and naivety that I didn’t took notice earlier that the usual buzzing sounds of the cars in the busy streets in my place has already gone, or the sounds of a new born child crying from her neighbors apartment.
I think what was happening right know is an apocalypse. The near end of our race. I think since they came, the date of when our race will cease to exist had already been marked but I think I can still stop it. As I think im the sole person in this world who haven’t changed.
Maybe being introvert kept me alive. Being aloof and awkward kept me alive. I thought that shutting out the world was a big mistake but here I am now, the only sole person who haven’t transformed to a monster. The monsters who invaded the earth, who transformed everyone who is expose to their powers to be like them and the monster that I will slay whenever I got a chance. Right! I should make a move to finish off all those invaders.
After concluding that in my head, I hastily prepared myself and packed some weapons that I could possibly use in fighting those monsters. Right when I step foot outside the apartment, the grim aura surrounding the place had greeted me. The deserted hallways were filled with dim lights, only to make the place look more scary. After I scrambled down the stairs, I immediately went outside.
The cold wind greeted me as soon as I was outside. The first thing I noticed out there was the eerie silence and the unexpected cleanliness in the surroundings. I thought that maybe when there is an apocalypse, the whole place would look like hell but it is quite the opposite. I started to dart away from the place when I saw a movement from my peripheral vision. I turned to see what moved and saw a man staring widely at me across the street. I didn’t recognized him at first but when my eyes darted to his white outfit, I recognized him in an instant. He was one of the monsters. With his eyes that looks like it was going to come out, I knew that he was hiding something more hideous inside his red bag. A look of determination crossed his face when he saw me starting to run back to my apartment.
While running, I could feel him hot on my heels. No, he shouldn’t get to me. He will take me away and make me like him. I don’t want to look hideous. I don’t want to be a monster but unfortunately, he have caught to me. He tackled and injected me with something that made me lose my consciousness.
When I woke up, I saw that I was inside a white room, restraints were all over my body. I tried to wiggle out but I cant. No, I should not give up. I am the sole person who can save the world, the future lies on my shoulder. I need to get out. Just as I felt hope in my hands, it vanished right away when the door flung open and my mother came in-or what was left of her. I felt miserable as I saw my mother like them; her eyes were also bulging out as if it was going to come out. She walked to me and held my hand. I don’t understand why she kept telling me to come back when It is them who really needs to come back.
Photo Credits: Animethugs
Footsteps
It was quarter to Nine pm when Mr and Mrs Delos Santos, Josh and Ethan’s parents, decided to put their children early to bed because they plan to have dinner outside to celebrate their anniversary. After making sure that both boys are already fast asleep, they secured the locks of the house before leaving.
Josh and ethan were both in their deep slumber when they suddenly jolted up because they heard a thud downstairs. Ethan being a lazy head, told his brother to disregard it because it might just be their parents. Josh on the other hand, being the eldest and the paranoid one, decided to check downstairs to make sure that it was their parents. He quietly opened their bedroom door, making no sound. After checking the empty hallway, he slowly moved his way downstairs.
By the time he got to the last stair case, beads were forming in his forehead. The lights were turned off, making it hard for him to see the surroundings, making him shake nervously. He just stood there at the last staircase, waiting for any evidence that another person had broke into their house. Surely it wasn’t their parents pounding the door because if it was them, he should have seen them by now. After just standing their for almost 10 minutes, all he heard was the deafening silence. Now he was thinking that maybe it was just in his dreams that he have heard someone pounding at door.
After coming up to that conclusion, he made his way upstairs to his bedroom and quietly joined his sleeping brother on bed. It wasn’t even merely five minutes since josh fell back to sleep when both him and ethan were awakened by the stealthy footsteps in the stairway. They both know it wasn’t their parents because they haven’t heard their car being pulled in the garage.
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“A paradise”
The cold wind grazes my skin
As I walk though the sands of the shore.
The waves crashed down at my feet
As the sea roars with all its might
Everything looks so calm, serene.
The vast ocean looking so blue
Offering all its great treasure
As we bask ourselves in its glory.
As the birds chirped cheerfully
They soar high up on the sky.
Its tune synchronizing with the waves
And the sounds of joy brought by the people.
It was a breathtaking scene
It looked so good to be true.
As I continue to wander off the beach,
A thought came into my mind, “This is a Paradise, Indeed”
Photo Credits: Irish Casipe
K-Drama craze
K-drama here, k-drama there, k-drama everywhere! K-dramas have been so popular in the country nowadays. With the famous actors like lee min ho or lee jong suk, who wouldn’t want to watch their dramas?
There are many reasons to why K-dramas are popular. With just the looks of the actors and actresses of the drama, it is an eye candy for the watchers. I like how they can make the dramas so romantic without even having to watch the actors kiss or make out not like some of the American or even Filipino movies.
By also watching K-dramas, you are also being educated. You are already learning their language as you watch each episodes. You are also learning Korean cultures and histories especially when you watch their historical dramas. And lastly, we also tend to learn some fashion sense because most of the actor's clothes were straight from the runway.
Jamille Fumah
As an avid wattpad reader, i have read so many books and met many authors but there is one particularly author in wattpad that had really catched my attention. It was Jamille fumah. She is an fictional writer that usually writes in First person POV or 3rd person POV. She had captured my attention with her story "Ara dos ara" which is about a girl who i believe was an evil incarnate and she demands for her servant's body parts like eyes, etc.. I was looking for a thrill last time that’s why when i came across on that story, it really caught my attention. Her way of writing had also made the emotions written intensified. She also writes romance, tragedy, Gothic romance and fantasy other than horror. Almost all of her.stories are.published, remarking her excellency in the field of writing.
Photo Credits: Jfstories (fb page)
One last time
The sun was already setting down when we are finally nearing the dreadful place, the airport. I was seated in the back of the car, staring out of the window to hide those tears that were brimming in my eyes. It was happening again, they were leaving again. I tried my best to put my tears on hold in my tear ducts and thankfully I manage to suppress it as our car had finally arrived in the airport.
And now we are here, I was already wishing for more few seconds, hours, days, weeks, months or even years to spend time with my mother and siblings who were leaving that night. I wish I could stop them from going but I perfectly understand why they need to go. It hurts more to think that they only come home for a few weeks every year, Sometimes they I even go home in a whole year. Sure we have facebook, skype, social networks we can use to communicate with those who are across our country but it is not enough. It will never be enough. It wont put up to all those missed memorable days and achievements that they I attend to.
The car door opened and my heart started to pound so loud that im afraid they can hear it. We helped them pull their luggages up to the very entrance of the aiport. By the time it was time to go, we started to hug each other goodbye. I had already plastered a smile to my face for them to see that it was okay but it was replaced with tears when my mother cried while hugging me. She told me that it would take another year before they come home again and with that thought, I sob harder in her arms. I also hugged my siblings, who I think I realize that they were about to go again. By the time that they really need to go, I quickly hugged my mother on last time.
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Everyday Make-up
Ashamed of going out with your naked face? Or you want to hide that eye bags and pimples without looking extravagant? Check out my own version of simple everyday make-up.
First of all, wash your face thoroughly with soap
Next is dry your face with a clean towel.
Now that your face is already free of germs, lets start doing the make-up
1. Apply concealer or bb cream to hide eye bags and pimples
2. Apply face powder or foundation so that concealer will last for the whole day.
3. Just choose a neutral color in putting eyeshadow.
4. Apply eyeliner to emphasize your eyes.
5. Apply light blush on
6. Lastly, apply a lip balm or lip gloss.
FINISH :)
Deceptacon
Our country functions by following the rules and regulations that were made and implemented by the leaders of our country. Those leaders have kept peace and order amongst the civilization through the years but neither did we knew that they were betraying us behind our backs.
Recently in our social science class, we had watched a clip about the unknown facts of the Aquino and Cojuanco family. The grisly doings of the Aquino and Cojuangco family was stated in the video that was not publicized in the Philippine news. We knew the Aquino and Cojuangco families as the heroes and respectable politicians but do they really deserved being looked up? Because the media was being biased to the Aquino and Cojuangco family, we were deprived to know the horrible truth behind of their success.
As a citizen of this beloved country, I felt great disappointment to our appointed leaders. We trusted them to lead us to the right path but they have failed us. I just wish that our future leader would put a halt on those unacceptable betrayals.
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