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February 8, 2006
TIRED of being here.
Posted at 08:20 PM

I miss that feeling when I am finally drowsing because I was sleepy and not because I was TIRED....

Guess there's only one thing blame-able.  Future (because school and schoolworks go along with it)....

If only BIOMAN can fight abstract monsters such as this.. hahaha

Good luck to all our theses (-:


third secret some song


February 4, 2006
BIOMAN
Posted at 01:23 PM

hahahahah! Testing..


January 25, 2006
EEEEWWW
Posted at 11:43 PM

READ THESE GROSS ARTICLES ON A SITE.

The Fatal Hairdo
An urban legend

As told by Jennifer Morrison...

A very stylish teen-aged girl tired of spending hours carefully "ratting" (teasing) and spraying her hair to attain an extreme beehive do. She washed her hair in sugar-water, allowing it to harden in the style she wanted. At night, she carefully wrapped a towel around it and slept on a special half-pillow designed to not disturb the hair.

One morning, she failed to come down for breakfast. Her mother went to her room only to find her dead in bed. When the towel was removed from her head, it was discovered that she had been gnawed to death by rats (or bugs — I heard both versions).


As told by Joel Harvey...

There's this guy who you might have seen walking around town with two huge dreadlocks (one on each side of his head). One day he decides to get them cut off. So he's off to the hair dresser, and of course they can't get the clippers through his hair, so out come the biggest pair of scissors you've ever seen.

They start to hack into one of the dreads and get about halfway through when he starts screaming and runs out of the shop. His girlfriend finds him dead in their flat the next day.

The coroner found that a nest of red-backed spiders had moved into his hair and started biting him when the scissors cut the nest to bits.


As told by Jen Rasi...

My mother told me a variation on this one, which proves this to be an international urban legend:

My mother grew up in Ostersund, Sweden. When she was in her early teens, when beehives were popular, she was told about a girl in her school who wrapped her hair around bread dough to achieve maximum height to her beehive. After about three weeks of her winning hairdo she began to suffer severe headaches. She was finally taken to an emergency room, almost unconscious, where it was discovered that the dough, and consequently her scalp (really believable, that!), was totally infested with maggots.

So it's not just Americans who are gullible...


Email text contributed by Brenda Fredlaw-Lewis, 05/14/99...

 

Please take caution. Pass this along to your friends and family.

Must Read!

Something terrible happened to a 10 yr. old girl who had braids. The little girl had been wearing her braids in a ponytail for the longest and apparently the braids were old, at least 2 to 3 months old, and the mother never took them down to wash them or let them air out or anything.

Anyway, the girl had been complaining about having a headache for approximately two weeks to her mother who just brushed it off, assuming that she had hit her head against the wall or something. Well one morning the child again complained to her mother about having a headache while getting ready for school. Again the mother brushed her off. When the child got to school, she told her teacher that her head was hurting. The teacher assumed that the braids were too tight in the child's hair and attempted to let the ponytail down. When she removed the hair piece and let the braids loose, there was a spider in the childs hair.

The spider had laid eggs in the childs hair and the spiders were eating her scalp. The child was rushed to the hospital were she later died.

This happened in Monroe, La. It was all over the news and in the papers for about a week or two. Please, parents, don't leave braids, or any kind of hair extensions in childrens or your own hair no more than 2-3 weeks.

 



January 24, 2006
APRIL
Posted at 09:30 PM

Remember my entry about April?  About her planning to get here for a vacation?  About me dreading her presence for she intimidated the hell out off little jonas before?  About me calling her a snobby little bitch, for indeed she was?

First off, I regret calling her a snobby little bitch. haha

Second, she made it here. 

 And the moment I heard my folks shrieked that April was indeed there waiting outside just behind our main door, I saw myself as the little jonas again.  How nervous I was!

The beautiful little April turned into the most beautiful creature the she could be.  Really pretty.  How I wanted to shrink right there and then upon seeing my big time nursery crush bloomed into such a lovely sight. 

We spent time together.  She has changed big deal.  One of my ideal conversationalists that I continuously live for to encounter.  No crap, no dull moments, only fun and admiration.

Up to now, I cannot imagine that the girl whose friendster account I've been staring via this very own computer some numerous months ago would upload her pictures here staring at this very monitor.

April... We've been to places here but still I don't think I have given you enough to make you say that your stay was something worth remembering, or re-considering.  I'm sorry.  We had a glimpse of this in Corregidor with the big Buddha behind us but still, see you in that place that we, surprisingly, identically adore.  See you in Kathmandu...

(pics are to be uploaded. Tabulas is sick tonight. )


April's SMS Kaleidescope World


January 12, 2006
LASINGAN BLUES
Posted at 11:12 PM

 

 SING:

Lasing nanaman, o kay tulin ng araw, inumang nagdaan tila ba kung kailan lang! Ngayon ay lasing, tayo ay magtawanan, Ngayon ay lasing tayo ay magawitan! Lasing! Lasing! Lasing nanaman muli! Pakiramdam nating pinakamimithi! Lasing! Lasing! Lasing nanaman muli, alkohol ang naghahari!

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Masaya kung lahat tayo lasing.

 

Masaya.


lasing lasing


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