pink x bliss

Summer brings warm

2009-04-13T21:53:00.000-07:00

Time passes by so swiftly. It was months ago in which I ought to launch my life as a typical third year student yet now, every bit of that life seemed to fade away. Yet cherished memoirs still clings on my very being.

The old occupied school days were long gone yet we still co-exist in this humanity to feel the warm brush of the suns rays. How I wish I was near the shore, strolling with my little brother whom resembles a naughty seraph, having to allow the warm summer breeze to lift and leisurely sway my lengthy, black hair. I had longed to see individuals wearing their flamboyantly eccentric summer attire while doing the catwalk at a nearby crowded stage.

Surely, I was talking about pageants which include women’s swimming suits and men’s trunks- though I’d rather seal my eyes to not be able to witness the lower parts, it’s sort of ecchi. Aside from being dreaming of spending a good quantity of time with my kindred at the beach, I’d planned of enrolling my self on keyboard lessons, since it would be such a pity if I’d use not my three-year old keyboard which seemed to die at home. Oh. I nearly forgot. I was gone for a week since I attended a youth camp nearby which is the reason why I wasn’t able to update my silly blog.

I’m looking forward on visiting your blog/s again and I formally apologize for not responding on your comments- I’ll reply as early as I can, though. Well, that would all be my plans for this summer- it isn’t much, yes but the memories I’d be able to keep and the skills I would learn is worth a million dollar worth of a costly bag.

Roses and Daisies

2009-04-03T05:08:00.000-07:00

Konnichiwa! I'm back with a post.Comments are loved.
** Good news: I ran for the position of 4th year representative in our school under the banner of CHANGE party-for the next school year 2-3 weeks ago.
** Bad News: I lost. (better luck next time )

My love's lost. It had gone astray, however, in the middle of the narrow path of unconditional affinity it found a cache where it should have belonged.

Crushes are sweet yet love bears satisfaction as well as egregious agony. In the midst of my journey for sweet admiration, I found the golden key to my once locked heart.

I found my daisy. My humorist daisy. The flower which bears nobility and beauty and grace. The flower who holds my fragile heart. The one where my nurtured self liveth. The golden daisy truly resembles him- the way he makes me crackle up is like how a daisy would give me smiles whenever it sways. The petals will likely be his divine appearance-it was his mild yet sweet face which definitely melts my interred bones. He was my flower prince- or so, I thought.

It was to my great surprise that this sweet, petite daisy turned into my gardens rose. A flower still of beauty, but agony and hauteur lies behind its every sharp thorns. Ever since, I told my flower prince how fond I am of him, he left me and for no reason, he turned himself into a thorn-filled blood-colored rose.

The rose! It's a precious flower and certainly, one of the sumptuous gift of God. He was of that now. He was a rose. All I can do is to watch him from afar and glance at his grinning face just how a little girl would stare at a rose which she can neither touch nor hold. I was that girl. I dare not lay a hand on that flower for it was delicate and I knew very well that those prickly little thorns would hurt me as much as he did. Yes.. all I can do is watch and smile wondering when my rose would transform back into the daisy I had once loved before.

Busy Lady BUG!

2009-03-21T08:10:00.000-07:00

Everyone, I apologize for not updating my blog for almost a week or so and for not dropping some comments on your posts. I'm pretty occupied with tons of school works since the end of the school year is fast approaching . Anyways, we had our finals a couple of hours ago. Even though it's Saturday, we were,still, not free from the shackles of our Policewoman Principal and the School Jail. To be honest, I am not prepared for the final examination. Last night, I was feeling quite lethargic that's why I slept with various books on my side-open and cluttered. However, I managed to answer the cited questions on the rough-textured test paper using some of my stocked knowledge. Come to think of it, at least, it wasn't sucked knowledge. Anyways, you guys noticed anything? Yeah.yeah. New layout. I saw it on blogskins.com (again). It was said to be ripped but I dunno(and I don't care) enough about those silly matters. I placed a simple note on the left side of the layout which states that I didn't make this skin. Well, that's for the laypeople to not accuse me as a ripper- and so on and so forth . I edited some things to make it cuter and all. But I guess, it isn't quite enough. All right. Till next time guys!!

Atashi no kokoro UNLOCK

2009-03-05T04:51:00.000-08:00

{My Heart Unlock}

I had an exceedingly fetid day and it’s definitely a no good to remember chronicle. I was lured to commit something irrational and, at the same time, the present victim of agony. I, as a being who has this endearing personality, rarely illustrate my provocation against someone who, merely trampled on my rights as an individual. I have the reason to declare matters and also have the right to not do so.

Overwhelmingly generous. I feel like trashing that persona away and begin to establish a more typical and tough attitude. It wasn’t that bothersome at first but as time goes by, people assumed that it’s utterly fine with me when on earth they feel like emitting tainted remarks in front of my face. I abhor it whenever the laypeople take me for granted. I find it iniquitous because there are certain scenarios where they humiliate me and I can’t fight back since I’m too anxious to harm them. I value them, whole-heartedly that is why, I avoid being caught up in the middle of the taboo scene brawling against their dingy mouths.

The sort of character I positively want to seize is that of someone who is tough and can guard herself from the fangs of those lethal backstabbing beings-none other than the humans, itself. I fancy having tons of acquaintances but having them hate me is, likewise, difficult for my part- especially when I can’t scuffle back to those abhorrers. It’s my temperament to pretend to smile whenever I’m engrossed into my chaotic, depression-filled world.

Speaking of depression, I have it. I contain its symptoms within myself. You would never ever imagine that someone like me, a Christian, would think of committing suicide just because of a temporary, vicious peer crisis. I may wear a seraphs smile but what lies inside me is a rotten person. I was too much absorbed in imagining things on how to please them and such, but never did I consider myself for once. Yes, I had hurt myself with punches, slaps and rigid torments. I was obscure. That is why, I’m eager to put up this strong character to demolish this belittling sensation that I feel inside of me. Yet, with the urge to change, I’d dare not to disregard my previous persona-the one that I had loved the most.

XIAO is ranting--AGAIN

2009-03-02T02:57:00.000-08:00

I can’t stop it
It seems to overflow

Aggravating. I presume that is how I can delineate my day. I was looking forward for some tranquil moments on my own but almost the whole thing backfired. I committed common blunders but it wasn’t really that oppressive. First, was when I and my group mates were assigned to report the topic appointed to us by our sensei and guess what, we nearly reported the wrong subject. Good thing, she was benign enough to have us remake our report for the last minute. It was our fault, though, for we haven’t kept the title in our minds. For my part, it was both bothersome and mortifying. Argh. Next was my runnyNOSE. I assume I had caught a cold. I loathe these shrill sneezes!! (I know you do, too.) It pisses me a lot. A LOT. It’s quite annoying, right? And it hurts. Yeah, it impairs my nose and I can barely breathe. Plus, I’m suffering from body pains-from my legs, back and to my arms. I apologize if you have to listen to my rants and thank you. Anyways, my day wasn’t completely filled with ghastly memories, there were excellent memoirs too. I was able to have some minute chat with my chums and I had treasured it a lot. It was amusing listening to their angry outbursts and clichéd jokes. Hei.hei. some one said I’m cute. I’m not boasting about it just because some unknown sycophant was praising moi. It was just overwhelming since I rarely hear someone praise me. All I know is that I am definitely defined as black. Okay. So, there were these boy classmates of mine who call me BLACK all the time and that means every hour of every day. I hope they’ll read this. You damn guys who call me BLACK, look at yourselves!! Even though you meant it as a joke, it still hurts. Man, you know nothing about good manners and right conduct. Better go back to Kindergarten and learn your ABC’s. But you know, I still am thanking you for doing that. I do accept the fact that I am the morena-type of a girl but puh-lease do not exaggerate it. Duh. (I can’t complain like this in front of them so it’s better if I write it down.) Don’t you just hate someone calling you names when your biological parents named you a unique name? Furthermore, I had a great time because I passed all my quizzes for this day.

Thanks for reading. God Bless.

UNKNOWN

2009-02-26T21:58:00.000-08:00

To my dear commenters, I deeply am grateful that you are commenting on my lowly posts. I appreciate your effort. Don't worry, I'll reply on everything that you wrote on my comment box- if I have the free time to do so, at least.

Hi guys, gals, gays-and aliens. Noticed anything?? Yeah. I visibly, changed the layout- from a kitty to a lady. Oh- it evolved but this isn’t any Hominid matter. It's a disenchantment because I know nothing about using photoshop but loh' I do have quite a knowledge about HTML codes and Javascripts-but still I'm puzzled when it comes to CSS. Thanks God that I was, to some extent, addicted to blogging that's why I discovered these things. Speaking of blogs, me and my friends are presently discussing about having a group blog. Three girls in one-yeah. But right now, we're having quite a difficulty with the images we’re going to use. We have an Ice cream motif for next month. Probably next month we’ll open up to the cyber world. We only have a site or three for kawaii graphics resources and not all have those cute ice cream avatars or pixels or anything. I’m begging you guys, please tell me where I can get those cute pixels or any other images and smileys? But I have this feeling that no one will give me any graphics resource sites. Onegai?

NUMBER ME FROM 1TO 10

2009-02-23T03:16:00.000-08:00

Have you ever tried solving atrocious math problems? Do you find it simple? Complex, perhaps?

Learning math was trouble-free when I was in my elementary years. Mathematics, at present, is monstrous. It’s like jumping on cliffs and drowning your self to the deepest part of the ocean. I mean, I know how to count from 1 to 100 and do simple additions and subtractions or even relating to you what MDAS means. So, why learn those hard-to-understand theorems and similarities-blah-blah. I just can’t get the logic.

It’s obvious that I detest math and I don’t know when that hatred will fade. I am not good in mathematics and I envy those who understand the subject very well. They can propose solutions for a very difficult problem and understand how the whole thing works. They’re geniuses and that totally made me admire them. TOTALLY. I don’t know, maybe I wasn’t born to solve equations at all. Yet, I aspire to get on their level but how many many many hundred times I try to brainstorm and study numbers and variables and coefficients and circles, area, perimeters, surface area, similarities-name it all, I just can’t really catch up with it. I guess I need to breathe for seconds amidst these obdurate rants of mine. I sometimes pity myself because of this.

I was thinking, who were those individuals who constructed those equations and have mathematics to exist? They’re cool for having those equations discovered by them,of course, but totally uncool for we need to study those. Haha. Silly me. If only I could change the time. If only I could build time machines to bring back time. Tsk.tsk.tsk. I would be able to learn everything from them, on the flesh and by the time I got back, I’m a math warlock. But, yah’ know ‘tis impossible.

Right now, I’m still here, alive. However, I’m still struggling to get a higher grade in mathematics and to slowly refrain from cheating when it comes to that subject matter. I’ll try to put much effort now, but I guess it’ll take me a lot more time. Or worst, it’ll take me forever.

Guys thank you for reading my boring rant. God Bless. Comments are loved.

SOMEWHAT SATISFIED

2009-02-13T15:33:00.000-08:00

It has been two days since our sumptuous Junior-Senior Promenade came to its very end. That was surely an eye-catching event. Us, wearing ball gowns and tuxedo's of various extravagant designs matched by diverse colorful masks and petite yet simple pouches. Our prom was like of a masquerade ball and the venue was fairytale like-sort of. The place was filled with gleaming lights with a flowing fountain at its center. The place was somewhat, small to be occupied by a hundred of students but moi was pleased. The first half of the program was not as immense as I had expected it to be. The foods were not my total type- the dessert looks like it was filled with molds (talk about fungi!!) since the juice of the fruits were mixed up with the white milk-like substance. I’m really bad at describing things, pardon me. The cotillion de honor was a failure, even though we had practiced the choreography for a thousand times, we still end up with bad endings. Second Part. It is intended for our socialization in blah-lah land. The event was supposed to be about gracefulness and deep and proper socialization but everything turned out to be a jungle of wild animals doing ridiculous things, like, sitting up on the balloon decors to pop it up and dancing so wildly that it makes everyone so insane!! I was part of it though, but I didn’t go insane at all. PRINCIPAL WAS IRRITATED!! And that was surely the worst thing that had happened. She immediately stopped the party and shoo us to go back home. I wasn’t really expecting that a beautiful fairy tale would turn into something horrifying. I just hope that they would still allow us to have our JS Prom next year. I was somewhat satisfied..

2009-02-08T03:08:00.000-08:00

I've came across www.ego-box.com and saw these quotes. Aren't they nice?..

"I don't have a good article in mind. So just visit ego-box to kill your boredom. God Bless."

My darkest nightmare

2009-02-05T04:28:00.000-08:00

Why the hell did this colossal, stupid yesterday came into existence in my freaking, dingy life?

Everything’s cluttered now. I really don’t know what to think of myself. First, was the great mass-destructive degradation they constantly throw up on me – that I was BLACK – skinned & ugly, and being ugly is my tremendous title (They said they were just kidding though, half-myself wanted to consider that they were just joking but half of me wanted to disagree.). Next, was my freaking, stupid and the-cause-of-my-quivering voice. It was nothing angelic, really (and of course, nothing to boast about) I was perfectly and obviously in agony. I want to accurately bang my head on the adobe wall in a 360 degree position and shatter my clothes to pieces or just precisely play dead.

So, Today was a bull’s-hit day. Everything’s to worry about! This happened during a time-consuming, practice at the computer room. I happened to belong on the Serenade” Team-just happened to. My heart was on its utmost intensity of pumping bloods (good thing, my veins didn’t pass out!) and breathing some air was rather difficult. I can sense that my hands were slightly wobbly and frosty that was, surely, the indication that I was anxious. It was always LIKE me and dejectedly, that wouldn’t alter. My superb (?) partner was a senior of mine. He was nice, I guess, but not nice, enough. He seizes a voice of I-don’t know. I dislike him but certainly not hate him. He was great (yeah~) for the first two minutes of my life. But, hell, did he do that!!

I’ll keep his identity a – himitsu. Okay, I won’t utter much nonsense here so I’ll go straight to the story.

He said that MY voice didn’t match his and that MY VOICE was tiny. Oh-puh- lease!! You can directly utter that I’m just so not your type of a partner and that my stupid voice sounds like a hissing green cobra.

I was thinking of replacing myself with someone else. I don’t care. I don’t desire to sing in the first place especially with someone as SPLENDID as him. Oh I can’t match his greatness~ duh.

For the millionth time the notion kept on racing outta my shrimp-like head as I listened to his masculine accent discussing with some groups on what variety of a song we’re going to sing because my voice were really tiny.

Shit! That “tiny” word defining my voice is just so over it!! So what if it was tiny? I already know that, myself, and reiterating it persistently will only aggravate me.

Now, I’m peeved, know what? I hate it. I’m not used to frown like this, at all.

That made me truly irritated!! The foolish cause of my midnight sulking!! It was my ugliest nightmare!! But, keeping it inside me, will, simply, twirl my lively existence towards turmoil.

blah-la-la-LAND

2009-02-03T04:26:00.000-08:00

"Another typical memoir," would be the concise terms to define my absolutely plain Tues-Day.

Nothing extremely overwhelming occurred today,well-at least nothing, yet. We just practiced the whole funny-yet-exhausting choreography for our forthcoming, sumptuous Junior-Senior Promenade. Speaking of Prom, I haven't actually come up with a good plan for myself-something that wouldn't blew everything up, from bad to worst. My body can't resist the gravitational pull of hot water. Mind if I explain that nonsense statement? That simply means that trouble is an inch away from me. Here are another phenomena's that are worth your attention-oops, was I a little harsh? First is that I danced with the guy who used to like me-I dunno if he still does at present. His hands were shaking though-and sweating. I can sense that he is quite nervous on the fact that we're going to dance with a bunch of seniors around(and that he's going to dance me??). He was my first dance-Oh! Please daddy-SPARE ME!!! Second and probably the last, is when I accidentally gazed at the guy I used to like and,unfortunately, he stared at me then turned his face away-illuminating a dark aura. I made an "L" sign which obviously means-LOSER. I'm not a bad girl, don't jump to filthy conclusions.
Alright-Change subject. Don't you know that I'm currently reading ECLIPSE? of course, you wouldn't know! Silly. I already finished one fourth of it-Thanks God! and I hope that I'll be able to finish the book-probably next week. Shi-shi-chan, I owe you!!!

That's all. Thank you.

Libretto of an Artist

2009-01-28T06:13:00.001-08:00

For fifteen years, eighty-eight days, twenty hours and incessant seconds, I was still here, sitting in my old pale white concave quadrilateral computer, discussing and deliberating with my extremely mortified self on what sort of a critique this vulnerable right hand of mine should inscribe in my tattered notebook. Browsing through those various remarkable blogs, I saw a competition post relevant to David Pomeranz’s upcoming concert here in the Nation’s Tuna Capital- General Santos City. It is alleged to be one of the highlights of the forthcoming ostentatious Kalilangan Festival. His tremendous performance will be open to the elements on the 14^th day of February at Lagao Gym, General Santos City. The Southern populace will surely be thawed out by his intense tone of voice playing love songs and such.

Love Songs are momentous components of our rhythmical lives. It has become a requisite for those inhabitants who continuously experience affection and to those who aspire for genuine sympathy. It’s a make-believe world where almost every thing is gratis like catching a floating cotton candy in the chamomile-scented air. Almost. But a big shot like Mr. David Pomeranz can add quite a number of enchantments to make the not viable matters to something achievable.

“David Pomeranz.”

A notable individual whose name left an immense mark on the entertainment industry, particularly in the field of music. He is an indisputable gentleman who seizes a lyrical voice of a seraph. A being who was born to exist not for sumptuous opulence and neither for prominence but a man who was born for you. His songs comprises the widely-known, “King and Queen of Hearts”-which relates a chronicle about two lovers who endures with them the pleasures of intimacy and affection, the stimulating “Got to Believe in Magic”- says that inside a world where absolute strangers fill every corner, only those duo who are truly meant for one another stays enduringly, and such.

The blog competition is held at Mr. Bariles’ website-www.gensantos.com- which was entitled as The "David Pomeranz Concert in GenSan" Blog Contest for Mindanaoans, where his modest self sanctions the beauty of Southern Mindanao- particularly GenSan. In relation to this, the top five picked victors will be able to congregate with Mr. David Pomeranz, in the flesh. In addition, there will be a thousand worth of certificate to the cozy Grab-A-Crab and Coffee 101 where your contentment is their gratification. For more information, kindly stopover Mr. Bariles’ site.

That was merely the basis why I engraved this radical post hoping that someone like me, would be able to listen and gaze at Mr. David, singing his magically-inclined heartfelt songs, not in front of my small licentious television and neither on my daydreaming hours but in the world where facts and reality exists.

Credits: To Mr. Bariles for the Picture >.<

Friendly Advice??

2009-01-26T03:49:00.000-08:00

Another twenty hours and fifty-five minutes had past, and still, I wasn't able to come up with my DAVID POMERANZ article. As for school, well it was, as expected, strenuous. We had a film viewing organized inside the four corners of our quadrilateral room. (Well, basically I detest math but using mathematical terms is awesome.) The title of the movie was,”Rizal sa Dapitan.” I’m too lethargic to give details. Blah-tired.

So, I have this huge secret story to tell you which is in relation to my other friend, Cristel.

I usually call her Bilogz/Logz (in English, it means Circle) or Tel. Don’t ask me why I call her Bilog.. She is, well, the kind of individual a typical person would normally like and LOVE. She’s laidback and meloooOow, sweet, funny and has an I’ll-give-any-thing-I-have-to-a-friend attitude. So, this is the issue..

We have a group and it’s christened as D’ Mock Kiss, I’m not usually hanging out with them, though. Well, this morning I saw Bilogz drying her teary eyes while having a talk with Julie- my other chum and a member of the group. I just smiled at her and I asked what’s wrong and then flew away without even waiting for her response. Bad attitude, eh?

After an hour or so…

Bilogz: Bev, I have to confess something to you..

Me: What is it? Something bad happened?..haha

Bilogz: Well, yeah..sort of..I just wanted to tell you that the group will have an open forum later..probably a minute after the lecture.

Me: WHAT!! OPEN Fo-..You know I despise Open Forums. It’ll just wound our hearts and annihilate feelings. Gah! Who said, we’ll have one today? Well, I’ll pass for now until forever.

Bilogz: It’s not about you..it’s about me..*teary eyed*

Me: You? What’s the problem with you? You’re not causing any problems in here..so why is there a need for one?

Bilogz: I’ll tell you later..

Me: Okay >.<

After a couple of minutes.

Me: you wanted to talk about your problem inside the secret base?

Logz: Sure..Thanks

Me: You’re welcome

Inside the Secret Base- The Comfort Room

Me: So, what was it now, eh?

Logz: They confronted me, that they don’t want me to be with Neil (her crush..but she’s not obsess with him) because they related that he’ll just influence me with bad things..

Me: Okay..and then?

Logz: I was also offended by the time they yelled that how lucky Neil is because whenever he texts me, I’ll immediately reply, but with them, it’s the opposite. They said that they’re just concerned.

Me: Eh? *shocked* Just for a simple and plain texting problem??? WTH!!

Logz: I also hate it when they say that I’m being a martyr on Neil that I kept on staying beside him even if, deep inside my heart I know, that he likes some one else. It’s not like I’m a flirt, because I am NOT ONE! Neil said that in order to lessen the chaos created by “that” issue, he’ll just keep his distance.

I don’t know what to do..I really don’t *start crying*

Me: Eh? If they’re concerned. they’ll oh-so totally understand you. Concerned is not the word- ENVIOUS is! I mean, why would they utter bad things about you and Neil when both of you showed great and beneficial things to them? Well, perhaps, they just don’t know what the words “paying back” mean.

Logz: *smiles* Maybe. And.. They also told me that I keep on giving everything to Neil. Furthermore, they also related that when Neil send me messages and that I don’t have sufficient load to reply him, I’ll abruptly go to the nearest loading outlet but whenever they are the ones who send me messages, I don’t reply them instantly. But, what if I have a 0 load balance and no money to acquire one? Can’t they just understand?

Me: Well, let’s just say, from my OWN opinion, they’re living their lives and controlling yours. They’re not your parents to tell you what to act in front of Neil. You and you alone make your own HISTORY. Don’t let them affect you. Tell them, “ Hey nothing’s wrong with me, and this is my life..it’s me who decide who I’ll be with.I’m not a kid anymore..HEY~ I’m fifteen! Get it FIFTEEN”

Well, uh..the last part was a bit exaggerated, though. And, Cry everything out and the best way to ease the pain is to talk about it with your parents and ask for advice.. rather than mine. Haha. Open up a conversation with them and dun forget to pray. Prayers are powerful.

END of conversation and the start of the Open Forum for the other members heard that Bilogz cried and so on and so forth.. I didn’t participate, though. I’m tired hearing complaints.

SMARTBRO is getting on my nerves

2009-01-24T06:50:00.000-08:00

SHHH...IT's a Secret
no little stories come out little..

SMARTBRO is getting on my nerves

So, I was in front of my pale white and old computer twenty-nine point nine minutes ago complaining about my SMARTBRO connection. In my blue-colored-Microsoft XP-Pro wallpaper I can already spot the tiny computer-like image with a yellowish three-sided polygon close to it where a black exclamatory point is located inside that notes “LIMITED OR NO CONNECTIVITY” which made my not-so-good self rage into resentment. I was pissed and it was obviously obvious. I have to write this down as a draft on Microsoft Word and it was absolutely- well, not fine? All right, back to my complaint, well, I, as a costumer, observed that SMARTBRO is getting quite a little sluggish this time. Perhaps their some-significant matters have affected us consumers- me, in particular. I despise noticing that little image which simply states that you have a free pass to no-internet access. And do you know what I usually do? I habitually disable my internet connection and after ten to fifteen seconds, I’d enable it again or perhaps, repair it through clicking the repair button but neither of the two works for now. Whenever I have to check my most recent e-mails urgently because I have some more significant matter to deal with, I can’t since it’ll take me forever just by waiting for the connection to go back. My chums told me that they had, also, encountered an issue in relation to mine and guess what they did?..um.. It’d be better if I’ll just keep my like-a-machine-gun mouth shut up, for now, at least. Other than that limited and/ or no connectivity issue, I got no more issue to complain about, their assistance to customers were quite amusing-hurray??. And I hope that one day I’ll withdraw on asking this stupid question to my acquaintances, “What the heck is wrong with SMARTBRO?”

A New Shinee STAR

2009-01-13T02:52:00.000-08:00

A New SHINee STAR

Have you ever heard about the well-known boy band TVXQ? Super Junior, perhaps? The extraordinary Wonder Girls and Girls Generation?

I'm sure you did. and If I'm not mistaken, you're a big fan of those names I just typed. But, teens like me prefer cute and YOUNG guys. Perhaps, those of my age. I dislike having a partner a hundred years older than me. Guess what? I found them!! I mean my friend Kate a.k.a Nikishiro Kudo found them.

At first, I hesitated to watch them on youtube but I changed my mind, maybe fifteen minutes ago. I loved them..I oh-so totally loved them. So, here's some goodie-sweet information about the new boy band SHINee.

SHINee is a contemporary R&B boy band from South Korea. It is composed of five-talented young men ages 14-19 . This band was formed by SM Entertainment in 2008, of course. they made their debut on May 25, 2008 on SBS Popular Songs with their promotional single, "Nunan Neomu Yeppeo (Replay)" [누난 너무 예뻐 (Replay) lit. Older Sister, You're So Pretty]. The group consists of Onew, Jong Hyun, Key, Min Ho, and Tae Min.

THE CUTE GUYS
i wish they were mine

Onew (온유 or 温流) (The Leader)

Birth name: Lee Jinki (이진기)
Birth date: December 14, 1989 (age 19)(1989-12-14)
Position: Leader, Vocal

Jonghyun (종현 or 鐘鉉) (Bling Bling)

Birth name: Kim Jonghyun (김종현)
Birth date: April 8, 1990 (age 18)(1990-04-08)
Position: Main Vocal

Key (키) (The Almighty Key)

Birth name: Kim Kibum (김기범)
Birth date: September 23, 1991 (age 17)(1991-09-23)
Position: Vocal, Rap

Minho (민호 or 珉豪) (Flaming Charisma)

Birth name: Choi Minho(최민호)
Birth date: December 9, 1991 (age 17)(1991-12-09)
Position: Rap, Sub-Vocal

Taemin (태민 or 泰民) (The Youngest)

Birth name: Lee Taemin (이태민)
Birth date: July 18, 1993 (age 15)(1993-07-18)
Position: Sub-Vocal, Sub-Rapper

(Girls, sowee.Taemin is MINE!!..oh kust kidding..)

THE SECRET INFORMATIONS
nothings for keeps

On August 23, 2008, SHINee attended MNet's 20's Choice Award 2008 where they won the "Hot New Star" award. SHINee released their full debut album, The SHINee World, on August 28, 2008. The first single released from the album was "산소 같은 너" [Love Like Oxygen]. On September 18th, 2008, SHINee's "Love Like Oxygen" was the #1 song on M! Countdown. A few days afterwards, SHINee received the mutizen award for "Love Like Oxygen" on SBS Inkigayo. On October 3, 2008, SHINee was awarded the "Asia's Best Newcomer" award at the 5th Asia Song Festival.

SHINee's first reality show, SHINee's YunHaNam (hosted by Mnet), had its first episode broadcasted on August 8, 2008. Each episode is loosely based on the five boys' meeting and date(s) with an older woman (also known as a 'noona', the Korean term used by males to address an older woman). Each episode featured a certain theme, ranging from a school, a theme park, to a movie set. At the end of each (30 minute) episode, the noona picks one of the boys as her choice for a solo date. All boys but Onew were chosen at some point throughout the series. Onew did come close to being chosen in the last episode, though the noona was viewed with distaste by SHINee. The show's final, 12th episode was released on October 16, 2008.

At the Asia Song Festival 2008, SHINee member Key informed fans that SHINee would be releasing a repackaged album, which will include the new songs, "아.미.고" [Amigo], [Forever or Never], and a remix of "사.계.한" [Love Should Go On] from their Mini Album, on the 30th of October. The first promotion for SHINee's new song was held on SBS Inkigayo on October 26, 2008. It is a dance hip-hop song with heavy choreography, similar to that of their song from their first album, "The SHINee World." On October 30 2008 SHINee won the New Icon award. SHINee released their third official music video for their new song, 아.미.고 [Ah.Mi.Go] on November 3rd, 2008. The title is a shortened version of the Korean phrase "아름다운 미녀를 좋아하면 고생한다" (Areumdaun minyeoreul choahamyeon gosaenghanda) which can be translated as "If you meet a beauty, you will suffer", or "If one wants to capture a beautiful woman, they will encounter hardship".

On November 15, 2008 SHINee was nominated as Best Male Rookie at the 10th annual Mnet KM Music Festival, and won over U-Kiss, 2PM, 2AM and Mighty Mouth. On December 10th, 2008, at the 23rd Annual Golden Disk Awards, SHINee won the award for YEPP Newcomer Album, beating out many other boy band nominees. They performed a medley of their songs from over the past few months such as '누난 너무 예뻐 (Replay)', '산소 같은 너' (Love Like Oxygen) and '아.미.고' (Amigo). Also, SHINee contributed to various performances at the end of the year, contributing to SBS's가요대전 (Pop Battle).

DISCLAIMER: Some, i mean almost all the info's about SHINee is taken from HERE.)

2009-01-10T03:14:00.000-08:00

R-E-M-E-N-S-C-I-N-G THE past

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ThE tiNy LiEs
because one never shuts his mouth..

HIGH SCHOOL LIFE – a life where the path to the new Y-O-U starts. It is, surely, the time where people start to unfold their veiled identity, skills and talents and unravel their new-found future. It is the point where teenagers choose their paths, the one that leads to his annihilation and the path where he could be someone who God wants him to be. HIGHSCHOOL is fun . It is a one in a million experience of being a high school student. A lot of children, who suffer from intense poverty, neither had the chance to attend school nor learn the values of life.

My first impression about high school was that, it was senseless, infuriating and a total BORE. I had a few friends before. A FEW FRiENDS . FEW. They can be easily counted through the use of your two hands and two toes which are consist of twenty fingers all-in-all . Sigh. Well, that kind of perception changed the very first day of my 2008 class. I’m a third year high school-but I guess on other Asian schools, I’m a ninth grader. There were certain phenomena’s that occurred the previous year that I wanted to neglect but now, I’ll inscribe it on this blog.

I FOUGHT WiTH A FRiEND.

Basically, everything started when I gossiped about someone. I was rude, wasn’t I? Pardon me. It all started when I told my friend that I dislike my other friend. Not because she’s always on the top nor she’s pretty. It’s because, by that time, she was acting somewhat strange. I’ll just keep it on mah self, okay?

The girl that I’m talking about was a good friend of mine. By that time, her parents were fighting and I jumped up on a conclusion that she was, perhaps, a rebel herself . Since, there was that occurrence. My friend whom I told everything about, agreed on what I just related to her, but not to every details I uttered. She related it to our group of friends, some of them disapproved, while others were confused. I wished, at that point, that no one would ever utter anything to her.

Well, of course, my thoughts were not precise enough to come to life. The worst part is, not just my group-of-friends confronted me but they also accused me of being a “FAKE” comrade . That was the most horrible remark that was cast upon me. Well, I explained to her everything, and telling her that I’m not a fake friend was not an exemption. I truly understood her. I was just shocked about uttering those words to my other friend. And now, all I need to do is to forget it.

I ALMOST CoMMiTtEd SuiCide

Well, I have this disease that whenever I am hurt or I had hurt someone’s feelings, I often harm myself . It started when I was still young, probably when I was on grade four. Since that incident with my friend, I pinched my arm so hard that black spots developed and it was huge. Gah! And I slapped and punched my face. I almost think of having myself hanged up on the ceiling with a rope tied on my neck . It was the easiest way possible to ease up the anguish and guilt that I was suffering. When I went home and related to my mom what happened that day, she cried. That was the very first time that I saw her whimper like that. I promised that I would not harm myself again. I almost suffered for a month about my problem.

I eMbarraSsEd my self in from of the Crowd

My teacher chose me to sing the Philippine National Anthem. I was anxious by that time that I can feel my heart racing with a horse. I felt like there were tons of butterflies in my stomach. Sigh. As I sang our National Anthem, I felt my legs shaking and a lot of eyes were staring at me, that my voice went off. Yes! I was out of tune by that time. Plus, I giggled and I had a microphone close to my face. When I proceeded in singing the song, my voice slacked off again and again for the very last time. After I sang it, my classmates and schoolmates clapped their hands. I really don’t know if it was because of my out-of-tune voice or something. I really don’t want to remember it . But, that memory keeps on repeating itself again and again whenever we sing our National Anthem. That was the first and the LAST time that I sang in front of the crowd.

I saved some Money

I just saved some money to buy my school book that’s all. I, almost, limit my budget intended for foods. I was so happy to buy my book on my own-without the help of my mommi!!..It’s something worth a cheer, right? BANZAii!!!

Boys Are Friends and are not meant for Feuds

Well, I happened to discover it when I joined the choir and I was the only girl in my section who wants to include her name on the list. Well, by that time, I was always with guys. I chat with them and eat with them. They were harmless, too opposite of what I thought they were. Even though they utter quite a number of foul words, I still find them funny. And , what’s the word? Ah. Cute.

Now, I’m grateful that I found a gentle friend inside of them. This is my way of thanking them. They took good care of me.

This is for those guys who’re calling me,” THE ONLY BOY.”

Aishiteru yo tomodachi!!..

I guess,..I’ll end with this since mom is persuading me to stop typing. Oh Mom , Puh-lease. Haha. Love you mama.!!

The Pinky PROMISE

2008-12-22T16:34:00.000-08:00

NOTE : Please read the whole post . If you're not that busy . And Comments are Luv and Merry Christmas.

P-i-N-X H-o-L-l-i-X
says...

I made a PiNKY PROMiSe

THE DECEMBER 2008 ISSUE
you're eager tah know?

Last December 20, I went to the beach with my dad and some of his friends. We talked and talked for the whole night . I was kinda exhausted though . Well, we talked about a lot of things. Like ghosts and early commitments . EARLY COMMITMENTS ? like relationships? Yah. Like that . he told me that I must MUST must not have a boyfriend until I reach 20 . HUH? . It's toOooOoo LooOooOong for me. I'm already gone by that time. Oh just Kidding. He even added that being in a relationship when you are still young will only cause you a heart aches and break-ups. Aw. That's Horrible . And I added, "You're right dad. Relationships end so fast because both parties are not yet mature enough to face heavy circumstances together. They sometimes act IMMATURE. That's why, in most cases, they end up with divorce and separations. "(Lyk u and mom.-Uh.oh. I won't say that. He'll punch me. ). I already know that I must FIRST, keep my feelings even though often times it wants to burst out of me, because my STUDIES are my SECOND PRIORITY .SECOND? What the FIRST One, then? G-O-D. It's God . I LOVE GOD. Why? Because he accompanies me everywhere I go and reprimands me whenever I did something that is against the rule. Anyways, back to dad, he told me that temptations are everywhere. Right or right ? right. I agreed, what can I do ? What he uttered was right. I told him that I will never give in to temptations and I uttered, "Dad, I learned this from our church. BEING TEMPTED is not a sin. But, once you gave in to it, that's your problem. So, I will not let myself be tempted by those lustful temptations, once I did , I'll apologize to GOD immediately. Sowwie?" And so, he asked me to make a promise. I told him," Why, don't we try the PINKY PROMISE?" And so we did. And That's the end of my PINKY PROMISE STORY.

LUCKii GiFT
wanna see it?

Ta-da. this kawaii gift is from Nik. She's a sweet and cute blogger. Arigatou Nik-chan. ki o tsukete ne.

And.this one is from Yuki-chan. Isn't it cute? haha. Well, everything's cute in here.

Minna arigatou ne..

♥,
xiao-xiao

The Afternoon Bliss

2008-12-19T21:03:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was "MY" day. Today? I don't know if it'll still be. Well, dad is planning to go to the beach. But, I don't know if that decision of him will be put into action. Let's go back to "MY YESTERDAY
."

Well,yesterday, I took a short trip from fatima to the city. I'm staying at our previous house and obviously, It's far away from the civilized city of General Santos. My first stop was my school-SPED (it's an abbreviation of the word Special Education, kay? But, I'm not suffering from any malfunctions. ) I went there to attend some meeting relevant to the choir. We won first place and it's worth a party. Yay ! Unfortunately, I came in L-A-T-E. But I'm glad I saw my onii-chan just outside the gate with the first years.

Next stop: My mom's office. Before I went there, I bought some Mais Con Yelo at Jollibee- my favorite fast food chain. i love their french fries yummy. And then, me and my mom went to the mall. SHOPPING SPREE !

So then, we bought a a pair of clothes, each for the two of us. I bought another cow Key chain. I'm a cow-hollix . Since little xiao-xiao came, i've been much into cows. Big xiao-xiao can't get over her cow-addiction. Anyways, we also bought slippers . Plus,we won two cd's . The only problem is that we don't have a cd player.

Xiao-Xiao

A Gift made from the Heart

2008-12-18T05:19:00.000-08:00

"Who's ready for exchanging cards and gifts?" "oh!Me!mE!"

Christmas is fast approaching. No man can even tell how fast the day goes by.So,are your gifts for your niece's and nephew's ready? or not?

Christmas is a day of exchanging gifts and cards and love. . A special day intended for both the poor and the rich. Christmas is different from the other events of the year, not because its the time people give gifts but it's the time people give and share God's love despite of race and cultural diversities. So, let us never forget that God is always there and that our Big Santa is watching us from above.

Speaking of gifts, i received one today! In fact, we had our x-mas party just this morning. I received a stuff toy. It's an animal stuff toy. Guess what kind of animal it is, kay? Typically, this animal has black spots all over it and is covered with a milky-white skin. Got it now??

Haha. Yuppie. It's a COW. You read it right. It's a cow !I named her lil' xiao-xiao since big xiao-xiao is moi . Now tell me, isn't lil' xiao-xiao cute?

Xiao-Xiao

The silliest thing I ever did

2008-12-16T14:52:00.000-08:00

The silliest thing I ever did was confessing my true feelings to a guy. It's crazy. It's wacky.It's SILLY.It's weird.. I never really thought I'd say the words,"Crush kita." Trust me, It was my first time to utter those embarrassing words.. When I told him that I like him , I felt nothing at all- It's normal. As if, I didn't say something that would affect our friendship. Um, affect our FRIENDSHIP?.. It sound a little bit wrong. Do friends tease each other everyday? Do friends virulently fight one another? and Do friends kick and punch each others faces?.. Well, I guess you can say that we are companions in a not-so-friendly way.. Furthermore, my confession was a really urgent matter. Why? Because my so-called-enemy-but-a-guy-friend of mine told my crush that I have a crush on him. Which is true naman. It made me shy. Thanks God I was able to blurt out what I really feel towards him but, the real problem is still heading towards my way. How can i still face him? I'm embarrassed. And maybe he'll think of me as someone who just like to flirt around. But, guys, I'm not that kind of a person.huh. I hope I'd be able to start a happy day without that horrible memory repeating on my mind.

Xiao-Xiao

The Pinx Hollix'z BLOG

2008-12-16T04:09:00.000-08:00

I made this new blog just today. Isn't it cute? I found the theme on a known blogger-theme resource site. I really really really love playing with HTML codes. I'm still a newbie in using codes since I only have a limited time intended for blogging and net surfing because my life revolves around the "Schools FIRST before anything" policy. Ah. I miss having fun. Furthermore, I miss blogging that it makes me crazy . This blog will surely be my "home away from home" . Have fun guys . I'll surely post tons of my daily rants and wants. And about my family and chums.

Xiao-Xiao