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MY BESTFRIEND..

She looks different.. yeah she's chubby and very joyful, she's nice and prideless, to me I guess, but what I cant Understand is. Why did she choose me to be her best, best friend? even in myself i wonder, am I deserving? or am I just wasting her tears? why am I like this? were the things I'd always ask my self. After an everyday battle with "bati away, bati away" this is the longest ime that we'd never talked with each other but despite of it she's still helping me at my back. Sometimes i'm getting guilty maybe she's trying the " being kind is the sweetest revenge" type of motto, well its working actually, I guess thats the thing why i called her bestfriend she never left me behind and i'm an idiot not knowing it, dunno why maybe i;m just a little hard headed. But i just wanted her to know that after this year were going to separate our path and forget each other.

(but i dont wish that to happen) oh well..i'm speechless,just staring at this wide screen, hmm.. here's how i want to end my life..with her as my forever bestfriend.

I wont cut out our connections or communications. so after we graduated ang get a decent Job i'll ask her to negotiate to me to made our own resort and be there every weekends with any other friends, and she'll come over my house even id its a million miles away, well there's still a plane right? hehe she would not mind paying the fair cause we're already a billionaire that time! :) i will build her house and she will be my personal doctor so when i get sick and close to death, she'll be right there taking care of me and when i've accomplished all of my dreams and goal, thats the time that i'm ready to go but life's too short I may not know whether i'll die today or tomorrow but i'll do what I can to prolong my death and complete my dreams first and be successful with my bestfriend there..taking my journey with her :) END for now Byeiiieee... XD

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Are Your Afraid of The Dark? by Sidney Sheldon

CHAPTER I

In downtown Manhattan, in courtroom thirty-seven of the Supreme Court Criminal Term building at 180 Centre Street, the trial of Anthony (Tony) Altieri was in session. The large, venerable courtroom was filled to capacity with press and spectators.
At the defendant's table sat Anthony Altieri, slouched in a wheelchair, looking like a pale, fat frog folding in on itself. Only his eyes were alive, and every time he looked at Diane Stevens in the witness chair, she could literally feel the pulse of his hatred.
Next to Altieri sat Jake Rubenstein, Altieri's defense attorney. Rubenstein was famous for two things: his high-profile clientele, consisting mostly of mobsters, and the fact that nearly all of his clients were acquitted.
Rubenstein was a small, dapper man with a quick mind and a vivid imagination. He was never the same in his courtroom appearances. Courtroom histrionics were his stock-in-trade, and he was highly skilled. He was brilliant at sizing up his opponents, with a feral instinct for finding their weaknesses. Sometimes Rubenstein imagined he was a lion, slowly closing in on his unsuspecting prey, ready to pounce ... or a cunning spider, spinning a web that would eventually entrap them and leave them helpless ... Sometimes he was a patient fisherman, gently tossing a line into the water and slowly moving it back and forth until the gullible witness took the bait.
The lawyer was carefully studying the witness on the stand. Diane Stevens was in her early thirties. An aura of elegance. Patrician features. Soft, flowing blonde hair. Green eyes. Lovely figure. A girlnext- door kind of wholesomeness. She was dressed in a chic, tailored black suit. Jake Rubenstein knew that the day before she had made a favorable impression on the jury. He had to be careful how he handled her. Fisherman, he decided.
Rubenstein took his time approaching the witness box, and when he spoke, his voice was gentle. "Mrs. Stevens, yesterday you testified that on the date in question, October fourteenth, you were driving south on the Henry Hudson Parkway when you got a flat tire and pulled off the highway at the One Hundred and Fifty-eighth Street exit, onto a service road into Fort Washington Park?"
"Yes." Her voice was soft and cultured.
"What made you stop at that particular place?"
"Because of the flat tire, I knew I had to get off the main road and I could see the roof of a cabin through the trees. I thought there might be someone there who could help me. I didn't have a spare."
"Do you belong to an auto club?"
"Yes."
"And do you have a phone in your car?"
"Yes."
"Then why didn't you call the auto club?"
"I thought that might have taken too long."
Rubenstein said sympathetically, "Of course. And the cabin was right there."
"Yes."
"So, you approached the cabin to get help?"
"That's right."
"Was it still light outside?"
"Yes. It was about five o'clock in the afternoon."
"And so, you could see clearly?"
"I could."
"What did you see, Mrs. Stevens?"
"I saw Anthony Altieri -- "
"Oh. You had met him before?"
"No."
"What made you sure it was Anthony Altieri?"
"I had seen his picture in the newspaper and -- "
"So, you had seen pictures that resembled the defendant?"
"Well, it -- "
"What did you see in that cabin?"
Diane Stevens took a shuddering breath. She spoke slowly, visualizing the scene in her mind. "There were four men in the room. One of them was in a chair, tied up. Mr. Altieri seemed to be questioning him while the two other men stood next to him." Her voice shook. "Mr. Altieri pulled out a gun, yelled something, and -- and shot the man in the back of the head."
Jake Rubenstein cast a sidelong glance at the jury. They were absorbed in her testimony.
"What did you do then, Mrs. Stevens?"
"I ran back to my car and dialed 911 on my cell phone."
"And then?"
"I drove away."
"With a flat tire?"
"Yes."
Time for a little ripple in the water. "Why didn't you wait for the police?"
Diane glanced toward the defense table. Altieri was watching her with naked malevolence.
She looked away. "I couldn't stay there because I -- I was afraid that the men might come out of the cabin and see me."
"That's very understandable." Rubenstein's voice hardened. "What is not understandable is that when the police responded to your 911 call, they went into the cabin, and not only was no one there, Mrs. Stevens, but they could find no sign that anyone had been there, let alone been murdered there."
"I can't help that. I -- "
"You're an artist, aren't you?"
She was taken aback by the question. "Yes, I -- "

"Are you successful?"
"I suppose so, but what does -- ?"
It was time to yank the hook.
"A little extra publicity never hurts, does it? The whole country watches you on the nightly news report on television, and on the front pages of -- "
Diane looked at him, furious. "I didn't do this for publicity. I would never send an innocent man to -- "
"The key word is innocent, Mrs. Stevens. And I will prove to you and the ladies and gentlemen of the jury that Mr. Altieri is innocent. Thank you. You're finished."
Diane Stevens ignored the double entendre. When she stepped down to return to her seat, she was seething. She whispered to the prosecuting attorney, "Am I free to go?"
"Yes. I'll send someone with you."
"That won't be necessary. Thank you."
She headed for the door and walked out to the parking garage, the words of the defense attorney ringing in her ears. You're an artist, aren't you? ... A little extra publicity never hurts, does it? It was degrading. Still, all in all, she was satisfied with the way her testimony had gone. She had told the jury exactly what she had seen, and they had no reason to doubt her. Anthony Altieri was going to be convicted and sent to prison for the rest of his life. Yet Diane could not help thinking of the venomous looks he had given her, and she felt a little shiver.
She handed the parking attendant her ticket and he went to get her car.
Two minutes later, Diane was driving onto the street, heading north, on her way home.

a Crazy lamb fall inlove with a rock :)

I started admiring a skateboarder at my sophomore years, i remember the very first time i set my eyes on him i felt a pang of jolt,something striked my heart.over!haha..well until now i still admire him.look between the difference huh?i sed i ADMIRE and not LOVE him hehe. I first saw him at that place baka if makita  niya to eh twanan ako haha XD i think namn eh mabait yun kaso mukha nga lng na babaero ahehe hay nku buhay i know that wlang pag asa pero im just sharing what i'm thinking ahehe :) basta all i can say is ingat lang siyang mabuti iwas disgrasya lang huh..

Making Faces XD

Lovely isnt it?we're sisters by the way :) well although we argue a lot of times still i love her and she loves me but there are times that i'm thinking how much I hate her cause she always ruins my scedules!and she also kept me in a cage!what am i?an endangered species?oh c'mon!who wants to be like that?although i can say thats she's different now, she's moody and always lost her temper!the bad thing is i'm the one suffering her rage?!is that right?oh well guess i shouldnt discuss this to you guys hehe its taken from boracay by the way XD and i'm pretttier than her right?no doubt!LOL

 

this is where we stayed for one night.:) (from left to right again: Debbie,me,Jordan and desiree right at

the top of us. It is called Sander's White (the pace we've stayed)hehe bongga gincapture gid a du aircon haha c:

 

chaka linubog kami ng sand ahehe thats what we do .. crazy stuff! whee by the way

its debbie in the left side, me at the center and my sister at the right side. :)

buti pa ung mga foreigners nagpapaitim lang dun! wawa naman ako..umitim pa lalo!haha

Trip to bora! :)

 

Nice to spend our time Sunbathing in the Island of Boracay! :) whew! its soooo hot i can't imagine

my colour that day!haha i'm turning red as if i'm totally blushing hekhek this place is located

in the front beach (left to right: Desiree,Me,Debbie and my sister Angelyn)

FRIENDSHIP

 Frienship was something i never dream i possess. But there's one bestfriend I have that showed me the real essence of it, she gave me strength when I am down she's always there when i'm at my weakness and even I throw her up still she does everything just for us to be

fine again. Now I know how dominant her part is, i'm fond of her

presence so much but haven't noticed it from the start.She is my ever loving 

MUMTAZ I am hoping that there's a word such as forever,

i want our friendship to last because I know I wont have another her in my life, 

cause there's only one Mary Joyce Limoico in my heart

and she's my best best friend. Thanks for being a part of me taz,

I love you like a sister a bestfiriend and a granny,LOL :)

sayunara for now peepx...

Its really painful. :(

Its hard to tell whether falling inlove is that easy, some say its only sweet when it is fresh but sooner or later you'll suffer there's so much in this two that i really do love, its not just the tandem but the chemistry behind their every actions I know that people like Edward never really exist, well i suppose he can in our dreams, but its not the illusion that made people fall inlove with them the very point is that no matter how different they are to one another still both can't put aside the raging love they felt for each other, in short thats what they called undying love. As I finished reading all the books I really am satisfied at the ending but there's still something in me that tells "how pity i haven't had the same ending with them, cause fairytales is just for childrens who believes in Happy Ending but even how hard I try still happy ending's not destinied in my path."

Everytime my friends asked me about how my lovelife was, i just cant help smiling because of what i'm feeling inside, the pain was unbearable especially when the flash backs of those memories filled my mind all over again. thats the reason why until now i'm still not commited, afraid of being hurt, as others might say(count me in) and also afraid of caughting the wrong one AGAIN.

And now I've realized what i must prioritize the most, and its the love of my mother and sister. I promise to myself that i wont fail them anymore this school year and I will do my best to return all the kindness and love they gave to me, instead of having my own love cause it's not too late i'm still waiting for him and besides he's not married yet.LOL.

Funny Love

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...

-UNKNOWN.

Mukha ba akong baboy?(do I look like a pig?huhu)
they say yes..ohhh di naman yata masyado hehe ansama kaya ng term na baboy piglet nalang payag pa ako.hehe by the way yung place pla na to is in the school at the front of our entrance hall ganda ko pla pag.nakatalikod.hahaha haay naku..ayoko ipublish iba kung picz kakahiya!haha theres still left pa namang kakapalan sa mukha ko ahihi :)

From my bestfriend (may future siya ha!fairness.hehehe)

This was taken by one of the most talented photogapher bestfriend i have..hehe kaso nga lang if you can notice may extra diba?ahehe extrang walis hakhak..and a silhoutte toinkz dunno who that one is. :) i'm really enjoying my last year in IJS ahehe..by the way thanks to my ever loving bestfriend for taking a shot of me whahaha corny..Ehem,,ehem, Mr.Enrique I. Hing..LOL

Anne,taken in School.

Kindly read if you are kind :)

Introduction(akalain mo marunong mag blog ang loka!hahah)

I dont really have a passion for writing but it's very tempting to make one! I love to see interesting blogs but also hard to make some, simply because i'm afraid that everyone would directly criticize your work check your grammar and blah..blah blah..(shet.nosebleed!) i just want to inform everybody that this is just for my own enjoyment as well as to the readers also.hope everyone will like my simple blog.nakz! hehe.

:)

Naisip ko lang may magbabasa kaya ng mga sinusulat ko? its really frustrating to think that Uy! wala pa ding followers blog ko oh. isn't that disgusting?hehe well wala akong magagawa i'm just a stupid little girl making something out of nothing LOL(i only copied that line from the internet. hehe just kidding.) total naman i'm just a newbie i dont wanna start a bonggacious blog when in the fact I dont even know if somebody will read my work.

by the way I had something to share. di niyo ba napapansin na kapag galit yung mga teacher niyo lumalabas yung pagka englishera/ro nila? ahehe just like my teacher never mind nalang yung name. this is the situation, she's very angry when timing na maingay kami taz sabi ng classmate ko:"Mam, bakit malaki mata mo?" sa kalagitnaan ng lesson, edi ofcourse almost all of the class laugh out loud but then ang bongang bongang Mam ay nagsalita with a matching blush:"Do you want me to answer your question or i'll stuck ten langka in your butt?"(loka noh.ano ba sa english yung langka?sensya peeps i have no idea either hahaha.) just tell me nalang para add ko sa vocabulary kong walang laman kundi pagkain.


Question: Kung ang kalolololohan mo ay buhay pa nung World War 1 Masasabi mu bang buhay pa siya ngayon?:)