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ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW.

“..I’m an addict for dramatics; I confuse the two for love.” –Taking Back Sunday

I'm Chelsea Beckett & Joseph Mark Trohman is my hero.
Cheers.

I’m every cliché but I simply do it best.




WHERE YOU WANT TO BE.

To the emergency exit door, no.


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Anderson D./Andy
arvy.
audreyyyy.
bamba.
The BarBars.
bets/betina.
bianca.
brittany & casey.
cheenyka.
chi; simply indescribable.
christina marie.
dindin, dingdong.
disconinjas.
ells; the Fall Out Boy chic.
hannah c.
hudaaaaa.
ice.
ickbal.
iman.
izaq.
jammie.
jana.
jemuel.
joakk/joey/quack.
jolin.
joel
jovan.
justin.
kathrine.
katkat/kathrina.
kathleen.
kevin
kim.
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leiz; still the blabla.
manuel.
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maria natacia.
marlieeee/marla.
melanie a.
Mary Jayy/Mary Jane/Mary Joyce.
millah.
mizwarr.
monica/monix.
mumz.
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timmy.
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ummi syahirah.
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viel.
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zim.
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Thursday, June 12, 2008
Home Nevertheless. Day One; Flights, Bus Rides & 10 Hour Waits :| 10:18 AM

7.45 am
Duuuude. I can like, see the coastline of Borneo.. The clouds are awesome; it’s a wonder how they look so far from below but so close from above. Flying above loads of houses righ’ now. It’s way impossible to find my house, they’re bloody tiny. And the clouds look like little patches of cotton. Awww.

..Goin’ over the sea now, it’s all awesomely blue and turquoisey. Lovely. There are well, clouds all over the horizon. Actually, they look more like continental ice shelves from up here. Honestly. Can’t take photographs though, bummer. To think that just 24 hours ago I was in school, cramming for my last exam. Huh. Time flies. And now, I’M flying (:

Check out the beaches. Mountains. Practically 95% of this freaking island is GREEN. The place is beautiful though. I had to fight off my sister for a window seat. But the plane’s half empty so there’re about a dozen empty window seats. Over the sea again. Green sea. Mmm. On my side anyway. Oooh, we’re landing (20 minutes already?!) DEFORESTATION!! @#%&*#! MY ARSE.



Yup. I wrote all that down 11, 000 feet in the air at 645 km/h (I know, the captain said so) on my seat (alone too). Haha. This was the first flight. The second bit’s the second flight, after 10 long hours of waiting made bearable by Josh’s awesome gift; NARNIA. Haha, yeah. Thanks again mate (:


4.20 pm
Several hours later. We’re about to take off, on the runaway actually…2 hours on the plane. I see awesomely jagged mountains out my window. Oooh, I can see the South China Sea! Oh, how sakai. Beautiful islands right there. The clouds, yet again are breathtaking and so is the sea. You can see the late eastern sun right there, reflected on the gleaming surface, looking much like ice. Directly under the clouds, I’d say about, 10 feet? Yeah. My, they’re simply cotton. Nothing remarkable really. SEE THAT AIKKS?! Yet so dazzling from below.


Somewhere at this point, the plane went gaga and my ears hurt like hell. I thought I was gonna go deaf, honest.


Well that hurt. Anyway, I do believe I’m in Philippines. I see lakes, trees, awesome mountain ranges—DEFORESTED AREAS!! The sun is dazzling up here, whatta view.

I suppose we’re landing soon. Anytime now..Beautiful man. The sun rays are like, wow…You can actually see the rays shining through the clouds. Again 95% GREEEEN. Duude, huge volcano. I can freaking see— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGHHH.


What happened was, the plane went into vertical freefall. Yeah. It gives you this awesome feeling, like, you’re falling but not really. I don’t see why they don’t do it so often. Practically the WHOLE plane was shouting and grabbing onto whatever they’d get their hands on. Awesome, yet again.

We’re landing, oh thank God. After that infinite mass of sea, it’s good to see land again. Philippines, miss me?

So yeah. Here I am. How I’ve missed this place. After, let’s see; half an hour on a plane, about 5 hours at a mall, 5 hours at the airport, 2 hours on a plane, 2 hours on a bus ride, an hour and forty-five in a minivan, I AM FINALLY HOME.

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-Sophomore In Teen Transit
-The Things We Learn From Philippines.
-Apologies (And The Likes)
-Of School Days; Qoutes of the Week
-What Happens When You Put Chelsea, Aikks, Mina, Jo...
-Peter Griffiths Is A Character From Family Guy And...
-Okay so that last post was pathetic, but I didn’t ...
-...And She Retched And Retched To The Annoyance Of...
-Da-Dum-Tssss
-The Rubik Ain't Impossible.