To The Mall

Well. Dad called. So the next day mom dropped me off at Auntie Celia's home. Where they have a Cinema One. I watched Gabby Conception beat the crap out of Aiko. Then after watching the movie and feeling I have wasted precious time watching rather than sleeping, we drove over to Dita's house. The people who the party was for were late. So me and Princess just sat there and absorbed all Cartoon Network's show. Then later they came. Dad has a big pimple, which seemed already stomped to it's beginnnings. Then I saw Judge Pastor. Then I saw Tito William, then Kuya Jo. Seeing Kuya Jo makes me long to go back.
You're fat.
That's the first thing they said to me. Ha-ha. As if I don't know. I live in this body for chrissake.
Then Jo and I just watch cartoons the whole day. Then Sleeping Beauty. Tho we chatted a lot. Then Anger Management.
Tho I didn't get te chance to finish the movie because Dad was forcing me to go to the mall with them. So I was forced. I went to the mall with Jo and five old men. And then there was this one whose hand is always on me. I don't like to be touched by any kind of man, be he old or young. Kids I tolerate, for they are innocent. Which I never was.
He needs to get laid. Since I'm sure he never had sex for more than 10 days now. So when we got to the mall, Jordan asked me if they have a shop there where we could buy a Gameboy SP. So the two of us went off to another direction. This is the first time I went shopping with a person I could call a man, alone. It was a weird feeling. Then later we went shopping... he was asking for my aprroval and all... questions like... what do you think is the best perfume? Could you chose for me.
And I was thinking so this is what a girlfriend feels. Hell. Im not good in shopping.
And some man wants me to make some decisions for him?! The best thing is we talked a lot. I like talking. On occassions. Well he talk to me like he was talking to his man friend. We started looking for chicks. He was amazed that nothing resembles the girls in the movies. So was I when I first came here.
Dude! Where are the hot chicks?!
The older men I came in with were shopping in Macy's buying apparels for women. A loud bunch of middle-aged guys in a woman's section... And I thought my life wasn't weird enough.
Then we went back to the party then went to Ezra's house. Then the old guys was asking us if I should go with them to Foxwoods. And be the only girl on their company? Again? No thanks. Then Jordan says in an undertone to me. If you won't go then I won't go either. That's the sweetest thing I heard him say to me. I think I was deprieved of human sweetness. This is a weakness. Nyahahahaha.
Then everybody was asking if he was my brother. Sure we are both Chinese, eventhough I am half-blood. And he used to borrow me from my mom and play with me, and his hair rivals my own but that doesn't mean we are siblings.
The man is a decade older than me.
Then later at night Ezra was asking me if he was my boyfriend. Haha. That was funny.
Then the next day mom woke me up at two in the afternoon then I went home. Ate my lovely Whopper. Then hugged my lovely PC.
By now Dad could be on his way to Canada.

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The Three

Meet Syvil... polite to the bone. Civil. She's so polite she fears she's nearing the doormat case. Like's to wear corporates attires and slacks. Move in a classy way. She likes to paint. Likes to do research and stuff. Makes jokes but in a very polite tone. Never laughs just smiles. To be polite of course. She's a good friend tho. Helps everyone. She has a soft heart. Sees only the good in a person. She's good in talking to elder people and childrens. She love's children. Hates men tho. Listens to light music and pop. Likes bautiful things.. comfortable things. And loves nature in it's bloom. Loves collecting pocketbooks. Is a homebody. And she swoons at the thought of blood.
Meet Tripp. Moves as a man moves. Love men's company. He likes to sketch. Listen to metal and hardcore music. Likes weird things. Collects lighters, knifes, spikes. Doesn't take himself seriously. He's inteligently witty. Laughs a bit. For camaderie. Facade. Likes parties.
Meet Asherah the Dark One. Likes to be left alone. Loves beauty in it's own pace. Love it's darkness. Love nature in its dark beauty... in it's killing rage. Embraces the dark. She draws her darkness and the passion behind it. She collects goths stuff, daggers, and crosses. Listens to opera, violins and goth music. She is evil. She is damned. A black soul. She kills people and likes tortures. Never laughs. She has a dark humor. She's cunning and manipulative. Twisted. Likes the thought of blood.
Tho they are bonded. You can never see them at the same time. Ashera always locks herself in. Only Syvil and Tripp knows about her and they try to keep her hidden. You can see Syvil in parties and you can see Tripp almost everywhere. Syvil holds Tripp's reign. Syvil isnt good at emotinal problems... when she feels she's cornered Tripp rescues her. Sometimes making the situation worse. Until Syvil can't candle it then Ashera comforts her. Then something dark blooms. Syvil is trying hard to cope up and face this emotinal confrontation. Tripp is good in diverting and Asherah is good at comforting Syvil. Its a amazing bond. So many extremes but it just comes out right.



tragedically open

Delusional

Hmm. Nothing happened since I last wrote here. The hurricane slowed down before it reached our place. And I slept throught it! Shit. I was planning on basking on it's fury. My disapoinment was great. I wanna feel Mother Earth's wrath. I woke and saw evreything was wet. Ask my mom where was the huriccane that was about to make history. She anwered that it passed already. Damn... the only thing that got smash was a bunch of flowers when the pool fence felled.
Did nothing today but researched airline tickets. And Vampire stuff. Now I know some truth about them. Tho I still couldn't ask Dorjan on how he murdered his wife. He lives in Massachusettes. He went to party in Providence this month and was asking me if I would be there. I said no, since I'll be in Connecticut with my cousin reading horror stories. He said that was good. He don't want the evening to be grim.
Well i have lot of weird friends I vow. And I also found out that I have vampire signs. Or I'm just sick.



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Anticipating Nature

Yeah I'm lazy! I'm lazy lazy lazy. Tho I'm not lazy enough to be annoyed. I get annoyed a lot this days. Must be PMS. Which is the longest PMS I have....
Okay, update. We went to Orlando Florida because stepda has a convention there. And going there our flight was a bit unstable. We had turbulence in air. Then everyone, including me let out a estatic whoop when the plane dropped. Yeah we are a crazy bunch of people up there.
Must be the cabin pressure.
And I was always placed on the window seat at beside the wing, which I studied the wing's mechanics and relating it to what I saw at the Air and Space Museum at the Smithsonian Park. Then we checked-in in Gaylords Palms. It was awesome. Which gave me some dread because my mom keep on insisting on taking pictures.
On every angle.
I tried my best to convince her to get a video so she could get a picture on it in thousand of frames. So we did a tour of the place. And ate. Gawd! I just wanna rest. And take a bath. It was tiring. For a whole week all we did was went to Disney and Universal and MGM. And sometimes it rains. And I tried all the rollercoasters and The Twilight Zone.
Sigh. I wanna go home. And be gloomy. The Universal was super but the Disney? Gawd! There's too much sweetness there. I imagine pixie dust all over the place. That's why I killed myself in rollercoasters.
Bring on the fury!
Twice.
It makes the Enchanted Kingdom looks so tame. If only my stomache was in a good mood I've done it again and again.
Then yipee we went home. Sigh. Oh how I miss my bed. And the internet!
Then what did I do next? Hmm. Well I chatted with my darkside friends. Then the next week we went to Tita Villa's House. Me and Tara pitched a tent and slept there for the night with mom. I told real life horror stories and read her a R.L. Stine books and some other author. Then we went home but first went to Uncle Edwin because Forest was there. Got some pocketbook. Adopt their fish. And yeah we bought a 55 gallon aquarium. It was very pretty.
Then now I heard we will be hit by a very very strong huriccane. Farewell!



tragedically inconsistent