Valentine's: What the Hell is it about???????

It is a day in honor of a saint. It happens on February 14. Some people look forward to it as the day that they will confess their so-called true love to the person they are infatuated with. Others look at it with fear and dread. My reaction is: What's the big deal?? It will happen every year until the day we will die. So what if you can't say your feelings to the person you like?? There is always next year and the next year and the next year and the next year and the next year and the next year! But, in fairness, everytime that Valentine's Day comes, there is always a feeling of hope, that maybe now you will be able to tell the one you love the truth about how you feel. Or, on the other hand, you can just stammer, mumble, and all in all make a total fool of yourself..... I guess it is a matter of luck....

Friend or Foe???

In all my years as a person, I have never seen a more confusing person than a classmate of mine that for the sake of secrecy, we will call 'PUDGE'. Anyway, Pudge is a close friend of mine. Let it suffice to say that we both travel in the same circles. We are classmates, part of the same clique, and we both enjoy playing computer, especially the game, DOTA. But, there, the similarity ends. This is because Pudge is very arrogant and rude to most of us when it comes to social gatherings and computer games. In Filipino, he is the archetype of 'KUPAL'. Whenever we best him in anything, he will just give the excuse that he gave me a chance, or he will just snub me the whole day. The attitude he shows is both annoying and at the same time amusing. But I think he learned his lesson yesterday when me and my friends- I will give codenames to further mystify the reader- Loki, Shade, Skeletal, Confucius, Jove, and the Blob: whupped his sorry ass in a 5 on 1 game. But still he was arrogant, so we still have to think of a solution to silence Pudge.

PUDGE: If you know who I am referring to, the words that can describe him are in the fourth rank in the sounds of my cellphone....

Will Pay for Comment.... Never!!!!!!

Attention!!!!! To all the people that have visited this website, comment on the posts, 'An ODE to Tim Berners-Lee' and 'A Poem About Myself'...... I will give monetary contributions(MONEY to those who don't understand) to the people who comment... IN YOUR DREAMS!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ERAGON: A SUMMARY= PART TWO...

Ra'zac, deadly assassins who serve Durza, came to Carvahall in search of the egg. Sloan was the one who confessed that Eragon had the egg. This led to the death of Garrow at the hands of the sadistic Ra'zac. Eragon survived because Saphira forcibly flew him away to safety. By the time Eragon returned, his uncle was already mortally wounded. Garrow died shortly after. Seeking revenge, Eragon set out to hunt down the Ra'zac. However, Brom, the village storyteller, stopped Eragon and accompanied Eragon in return for Eragon being something of a student in the ways of the Rider. Many days passed, and Eragon became stronger not only in swordsmanship, but he also became acquainted with magic and riding Saphira. Brom and Eragon journeyed far and wide and in the end, finally, tracked down the Ra'zac in Helgrind. Sadly, they were captured and in the process of escaping, the Ra'zac killed Brom by using a dagger tipped with poison. Fortunately for Eragon, a mysterious man named Murtach saved him from the Ra'zac and became his companion. The two were evenly matched when it came to swordsmanship, with Eragon's strength and speed matched with Murtagh's technical skills. As the two made another journey in search of a woman that Eragon sees in his dreams, Eragon and Murtagh began to see each others shortcomings. By the time that they reached Gil'ead, freed tha woman who by the way is named Arya, and crossed the Hadarac mountains into the Boer mountains, Eragon and Murtagh were so close to fighting that only Saphira could stop them. To be continued nxt time..................

An Ode to Tim Berners-Lee

Dear Mr. Lee
Your invention really sucks!
The outcome is good
The input is just crap!

I don't understand!
I don't comprehend
Thank the good and bad gods,
I even passed that topic.

So Mr. Berners-Lee,
A message for you!
Burn in hell!!!!!!!!!!!!
With your family too!!!!!!!!!!!


THIS IS AN ANGRY POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
RAK AND ROLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
COMMENT NOW AND SAVE YOUR SOULS!!!!!

An Ode to Tim Berners.

A POEM ABOUT MYSELF!!!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN FATE???

Some call it luck, some call it fate...
It conquers all, the weak and the great...
So what in the world does one do?
Simple, just lay back and accept the truth...

You will never excel!!
You will never succeed!!
And even if you do...
What tribute will you recieve??

Strive to be great,
You will eventually fall.!.
Wait and be nothing,
You will die as soon as a leaf falls!!

So what can I do?
For me to be remembered?
Just do what I do best...
And by luck I will be remembered when I am put to rest.

Some call it luck, some call it fate.
Death will visit someday, to empty the plate.
But hopefully, against all odds,
I will be remembered.
So I live, from January to December...


THIS IS MY POEM!
I HAVE NO TALENT! SO JUST MAKE YOUR COMMENT AND LEAVE ME IN PEACE!!