Bonjour ! Meow means Woof in Cat
some stuff ~ Four legs good. Two legs badThe Ghost Inside
The boy followed her as she turned her back againts him, his
eyes was telling her that he was longing for her. She knows, but what he doesn't know, is that
her desire to touch, to monopolize him, but her loneliness is what's making her
stuck, dragging her back, keeping her lonely fingers only to herself. She wants to tell him about her feelings, but
she just cant do it, For all she can do is just stares at him, searching for
his very little soul. She realizes how he is still the same boy she once knew, timid,
quirky, a glass. The boy was quietly watching her, braced himself for what’s
coming from her lips, but the only thing that came from it was exactly what
hurts the most, both for her and for the boy. Scared, afraid, happy, hopeful,
that was how they felt, but they keep staring, until the time grows near, with
nobody saying a word to each other. She wanted
to to talk in a way that will not hurt him, but she knows, that the moment she
opened her lips, what’s coming out is not what she wants it to be, its
piercing, stabbing, torturing, a massacre. She was hopeful, wishing that she
could convey her feelings before the sky even gets any darker than it already
was. And the moment she actually manage to gather up her courage, the time,
bringing her back to reality. She told him to go first, but both of them are
reluctant to leave, the girl decided to leave first, the feeling of someone she
loved, watching her back. The boy just sits there, watching her walks further
away from him, with feelings that he knew, she would never understand. He began
to stand, his eyes still clinging onto her, she turned her back, waving a
goodbye, he waved back at her, smiling. The boy was tired, exhausted,physically
and mentally drained. She knows, for she
had already planned to free him of that feeling. She knows, loving her was
something that would torture him,
and her loneliness, the monster inside, told her to end that feeling in the
name of love, she sacrifice both herself
and the boy, the loneliness, making her think that nobody ever actually starts
to fall in love with her. She wants the boy to be happy, but she decided to
kill both her and the boy anyway. All of it, in the name of love. The
loneliness, the darkness inside, the monster, dragging her deeper. It was
supposed to be a happy ending.
Labels: On Love 0 comment[s] | back to top...Yes, cats again.
As soon as I found out that my new born kitten listened and came walking towards me when I called, I felt really happy. I didn't think that she/he would follow me like that, it felt like I was teaching a babies to walk towards me, and I think it was really cute. Normally I never expect the kitten to understand me for I know that their mother is not a smart cat, but when I see it for myself, I think I can make them smarter than they already are. 2 months has passed and somehow it feels like they understand what people are saying, even just a little for my kittens always sat on the floor every time my mother tells them not to sit on the bed. At first I was worried that they'll become stupid and poop everywhere, but it turns out that I worry over nothing.
Labels: Assignment, Narrative 0 comment[s] | back to topShe took my Heart
I remember when I first attend my training-camp for summer as a soldier on sweden. It was 3 a.m in the morning and a soft singing voice woke me up from my slumber, I was really tired but the voice grew louder and louder so I decided to go out and check out the outdoor, my colleagues were all sleeping so I went alone. I follow the source of the voice and ended up on a wide landscapes with a large lake, the moon was shining so bright so I can quite see what's in the darkness, and then I saw a woman, a really beautiful woman wearing a thin black dress with no shoes, I was wondering if she was freezing since I myself was freezing over here. She seems like she noticed my presence for she stopped her singing and gave her attention to me. Her eyes.... it was light blue and it shines brightly in the moonlight, maybe I was still half-asleep, but it seems like she's smiling brightly at me, and I don't know why. I asked her if she was okay and what was she doing in the middle of the forest and wearing a clothes like that, she just smiles and looked at the moon, then she spoke to me "Don't you think the moon is so beautiful tonight?". Her voice — was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard in my life, I think I might not understand what she was trying to say at me for I kept looking at her, stiffly, and I don't know why either. She keeps looking at the moon smiling, and so I awkwardly made my head turn to face the moon, and when I finally turn my eyes off of her, she said, "Let's meet again next time". I instantly turn my eyes to her but she's already gone. I return with a bunch of confused feelings, but still hoping to meet her again, but every time I came to the same spot, she never comes, and I always wonder with a dejected feeling, "When is the next time?"
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My most precious, and valuable thing that I currently have as a posession is my 14 years old Bag. Yes it is currently a 14 years old bag, when you think about it, you might think that it must be ugly, and yes, it is ugly, but it has been keeping me company for all those years, and I'll still plan on using it until I graduate from college. My bag is a cloth based bag with a brown but a little bit yellowish thick cloth as the main material, it doesn't have any zippers and it used some kind of thin rope, cloth rope as the media to close and open, and a round cloth that connect to the back of the bag as it's covers with an extra brown colored pocket in it. on the front of the back there are 3 extra pocket and one of each has a different abstract art to it. It has been 14 years so it has been broken for so many times. It has been stitched up, and change the rope for a lot of times, but it is still solid nonetheless. and I don't know why, but I'm always reluctant to buy another bag, maybe it is because I'm already too comfortable with this one and I think I'll get comfortable with it for a little while longer.
Labels: Assignment, Descriptive 0 comment[s] | back to topDeadly Chaser
I love felines, felines is one of my favorite animals, and yet one of my most feared animals is also a felines. To be exact, a lion, tiger, cheetah, etc. I don't exactly hate or despise them because they're what they're, I'm afraid of them because they can kill you. One of the reason to why I'm afraid of lion, tiger, and so on is because when I was like, 12 years old, I watched a video about a man getting mauled by a tiger, in the zoo. and that leaves me scared ever since. Tiger, is the largest felines member in a feline family, it usually has an orange-reddish fur with a black strip and a white belly, usually has a golden eyes with a strong jaw and teeth and has a strong leg bone with a strong claw on it's end. most tigers has an orange and black strip fur but there are also tigers which has a white and a black strip on its fur. If it s a tiger , or lion , or cheetah pup, I still think it's really cute, but when it gets bigger, I'll definitely get scared of it regardless of the fact that it is an endangered animals.
Labels: Assignment, Descriptive 0 comment[s] | back to topYes. I'm describing my Cat.
My current pets this time is, again, a cat. A kitten to be exact, and I have two of them, a male and a female. I called the male one Kenny, and the other one, Manyo. and now here's my reason to why did I named them like that. When they first born, Kenny, the male one was very fragile, his fur is so thin and his body was so small back then, he was the last one to open his eyes for the first time, but when he finally do, his orange-brownly hazelnut eyes amazed me and I thought he was beautiful, and I thought he was female since his face looks like a chinese person with hazelnut eyes, so I named him Kenny. He has a black and white striped color on his fur, has a very long whiskers and quite short legs, his tail was long and has a very round and fat paw naturally. The female one is Manyo, I thought she was male at first because she was the first kitten who opened it's eyes and is very active and loves to play with my hand when she first opened her eyes, she has a very pointed head with a sharp, golden eyes, her fur is grey, brown and white but mostly grey, on her mouth , I can see that her upper mouth is white like a moustache, she kinda looks like an old man and that is why I thought she was male, her body is very thin, has a long tail and a short leg, a very log whiskers and a white , thin paw, her fur is very soft and she loves it when I pet her on the head. They're both my kittens, making a trouble once in a while but I love them nonetheless.
Labels: Assignment, Descriptive 0 comment[s] | back to topSomething about Weasels
Cute, right? This is indeed quite a strange animal to have as a pet, but it is doable, because why the heck not. If you plan to have a weasel as a pet, you have to know a few facts about it. The first fact, and the most important is, this little fella is a carnivore and it can take out a prey even if the prey is 10 times bigger. Yes, weasel may look little fluffy and cute, but they're bloody scary, they won't hold back anymore if the prey looks very delicious, if you feel like you're delicious, please, stay away from weasels. the next fact about weasels is that if you have it as a pet, it will keep bothering you in whatever you're doing or wherever you are going, because they are very observant and active. But don't worry pet weasels usually sleep for like 20 hours a day, it won't bother you 24 hours. and the very end, having a weasel as a pet in your household might not be a perfect fit for your family, especially if you have fish, birds, or even puppies and kittens. Weasel is a ferocious carnivore and not only it is the smallest carnivore on earth, it can also easily be stepped on if you're not careful enough with your step, especially if you have babies or children in your house, oh boy this is not safe indeed both for your children and for your weasels. So, in summary, having a weasels as your pet might not the best choice for you, but if you are living alone and are a working adult it might be the best pet for you since your little ferret will sleep all day while you're working anyway, no need to worry.
Labels: Assignment, Expository 0 comment[s] | back to topHow to Train your Felines
As a Cat parent, I know how troublesome it is if you have a new born kitties but it keeps pooping everywhere inside your house, so by sharing this few method, I hope your little kitties can learn how to properly use a litter box a.k.a their own toilet. Okay so the first thing you wanna do is by having a litter box, its basic and you have to do it, place your litter box in a quiet, clean and easy to reach, especially for your cat, and make sure the litter box is clean so that your cat can use it with ease. The next thing you wanna do if your cat / kitten didnt want to use the litter box is to train them thoroughly by introducing them slowly to the litter box, everytime you see them sniffing around, take them to the litter box and watch them, and make sure to take them to the litter box every morning to make them familiar with it. and, again, lastly, but not last, please make sure to clean the litter box every single day because your cat might not want to use it if it is dirty, and please be caution if you're pregnant, dont clean the litter box yourself make someone else do it for you. If you have already done all of that, but your cat still dont want to use the litter box, you might consider making the litter box more appealing, or move them to a quieter area, this might help you somehow, or if it still fails some feline will stop using litter box if they have urinary infection, so you might want to visit your veterinarian. Well, good luck.
Labels: Assignment, Expository 0 comment[s] | back to topDogs. Ruff day. Avoid
I am not one of those "Dog Parents" , but I categorize myself as a Dog lover, and I'm pretty certain that having this furry little fella as your pet would make you happier in life. And for those who plans to add one into your family, especially if you live alone, these reasons might please you. The first reason is that, just like felines, dogs can increase your mood quite easily. Spending time with your dog for only 10 to 30 minutes can make your mood lighter and you'll feel more relaxed, especially when you're scared, hugging your dog will make you less scared. the second reason is that it would make your lifestyle healthier, if you become a Dog parent, your responsibilities is of course to take your dog out for a walk, or even play with him/her, so it only make sense that it would make you more active than before. And lastly, but not last is that having a dog is basically adding a new best friend, or even new family to your household, dog is an intelligent animal with a strong sense of smell, hearing, and sight, dogs can sense your body language, feelings and emotion and that way it can form an unbreakable bond. And thus, even if you have a Ruff day, when you get home, and your dogs welcome you home, I think it would make your day less Ruff. Basically, if you have a dog, you wont get a rough day.
Labels: Assignment, Expository 0 comment[s] | back to topThe love letter
 I must undertake to love myself as though my very life depends upon self-love and self-respect -June Jordan
"Go write yourself a love letter," that's what I was saying to my friend last night, but that felt more like I said it to myself.
I sat on the wooden chair, I had a two-hours class for reading, I didn't pay much attention to it, and I felt bombarded by my own thoughts, I sighed and I put down my pen and I looked at my phone.
Only thirty more minutes of Boredom. Once home, I reached for my laptop and checked out my e-mails and thought: Wouldn't it be great if one of these e-mails held a real love letter, from an inconsolable former almost lover, a secret admirer or the one who never was?
The mail would be full of passions, pleadings, and promises, but there was no piece of e-mail that mention anything about what I was thinking. A senior assured me that the party would be fun, an acquaintance swore if I would "join the club", I would change my life, a friend promised I could turn over a new leaf if I would just change myself a bit.
The more I thought about it, the more enticing a love letter seemed. I shut off my laptop and I lay on my bed and had a thought: my friend might fax me a loving quotes, e-mail me a fond memo or leave me a
So I decided to write one for myself. First, I put on some Eric Clapton and Brian McKnight music, grabbed my only kitten for motivation, and said to myself : "close your eyes and see yourself as the most glorious person in the world. Now open your eyes and write". Already I had constantly went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror and assured myself that I was beautiful. I tried not to notice that pimple lurking on my cheeks nor my panda eyes. I tried to remember the things I loved about myself. I felt as if I were wearing high heels I could barely walk in.
"Say whatever comes out," I encouraged myself and started to write
"Dear, I admire the way you care about other people. I know how hard you try and how much you worry about being good enough. Dear, I knew that you are a good person."I read the letter and frowned. It's so brief. Then I tried to remember something and asked myself a question, "what did we used to talk about?". I remember that I used to talk about cats with my friends, so I wrote: "Dear, You're better than any cat, you have such aNow I knew why the bookstores sold a lot of collections about the world's great love letters. If they were all this difficult to write, there couldn't be very many of them. I got up and sat on my bed, filled with "Dear, you have a weird sense of humor and I like that about you, you often get lost but I know you can find your way back, I am happy that you finally accepted yourself as who you are now, I love you as you are and you are about as cute, smart, creative and happy as you are going to be. Enjoy every moment, you fractious creature. Love, Me."Ahh, this was more romantic, I felt a flutter of excitement as I re-read the letter, I felt glamorous and wanted. and of course, I knew the day would come, it might be even tomorrow, when everything goes wrong and when I couldn't think what was right in my life. Then I would reach for my laptop and Labels: On Love 0 comment[s] | back to topScary story
I used to have this little friend of mine who likes to sneak to the window into my room. It’s a kitten and i used to call it “ngewew” based on what it sounds like. It used to come past midnight and ended up sleeping with me until morning since it's pretty cold outside.
my mom used to tell me to close the window before i went to sleep, but sometimes i just couldn't do that because i didn't want to hear that kitten meowing behind the window asking me to let it in. it's just not in my nature to let that kitten freezing in the dark and it had no one to accompany it, i mean, that kitten is abandoned by its own mother, and it's just too small for me to ignore.
I used to buy a fish two times a week, I used to feed the kitten every morning and every evening, i didn't want to fed it too much because it'll become fat, even though i think fat cats are adorable, i still think that it's not healty for them to be too chubby.
The kitten used to hanging out around my room just to sit on my bed and watching me doing stuff with my laptop, when It wanted to be petted and I'm still busy with my laptop, It used to come near the laptop and stepped on the keyboard. It used to be cute at first, but it became annoying later on.
The kitten used to be clever, It can even open my room's door on its own, and It even woke me up at 4 A.M every morning just to asked me to open the front door to poop since the front door's always locked at night. But now that kitten is gone, someone killed it. The end.
Labels: Assignment, Narrative, On Friendship 0 comment[s] | back to topDifferent kinds of love
 it would've been a lie to say that i wasn't going to miss you. but we all had our own paths to take, and mine was simply taking you away from me for now.the first time i saw her was when i was in my 4th day of my high school life. she was sits all alone back then, that is why i tried to approach her. when i ask her why did she just come to school now, she explained that she was sick and she can't be able to attend class for few days. she was completely quiet at first, but i know from the beginning that she wasn't an introvert person, she was just shy. that was one reason that she and i bonded right away. the first time she shows me that she cares for me was when we're in the middle of the year. home work, i really have a lot of home work back then, i couldn't do it at my home for some reason, that is why i tried to do it at school, sometimes i had to stay at internet cafe till late because of it. she knows about it, that is why she offered to help, i'm surprised, i don't know how to respond, that's why i refuse her right away, but deep down i really want her to help me, but i also didn't want to take advantage of her. i didn't dare to look at her face, i'm so ashamed of my self for being so lame and awkward. the next day, my stress is piling up, well... i know that the previous mountain of homework is finished, but it's just keep coming, i can't keep up with it's pace. and that is the time when i really ask for help from her, and that's also the first time i ask a favor from someone else except my family. and yeah, she said she'll help me, it feels like there's a flower all over my heart, and i feels so warm. and when all of the work is done, we decide to go home, on the way, when it's so quiet that i can't stand it, i decide to talk to her, i talked about myself, random things about me, saying that i really am a shy person, i don't have many friends, i don't like crowds, etc. she said that i'm not really different from her, and she began to talk about herself. she said that she didn't have any friends at her previous school and she said that she's already used to it now. there's something sad about it, and before i know it, i said "then i will be your friend from now on" i looked forward, didn't dare to look at her face, ashamed of myself, afraid that she'll just laugh it off, but she didn't. instead, she said "okay". i know that we're already friends even though we didn't say it, but i just can't contain this warmth on my heart, that a smile is spreading all over my faces. that time i realize that this is the first time i hear her talking about herself, and before i know it, i realize that going home together with her had become our usual routine everyday. the first time she spoils me was when we're on our 2nd grade of high school. i really hates mathematics. no matter how hard i tried, i just can't understand it, and that is why i always end up being yelled by my teacher because i'm so bad at math. she knows about it, that is why she decide to teach me (she's so good at it), slowly, until i understand it completely. i dont know why but i understand it better when she teach me instead of my teacher. i know i can't let myself being spoiled by her, but who do you think i am? i'm just a brats who wants to be spoiled by her. i don't know when we started to understand each other. her personality, when she's quiet at first but then she's acting like a mom later on (scolding me, tells me not to forget anything, etc), her habits, how he expresses herself, her family, her past, her likes and dislikes, etc... i don't know where and when i started to learn all of it. we laughed together, we do a lot of things together, and we shared both pains and happiness together. but it's sad that we end up being apart. i can't tell you the reason, but i am the one who actually left her, all of it, i'm the one who leave them, but i didn't mean to leave her, it's just that i "have" to leave her. ...i think she might hate me, but she didn't. 3 months after we completely lost contact, she suddenly contact me. "hey, how are you? i hope you're okay. why didn't i hear anything about you? keep going, okay? you said that you want to be a traveler , but i've never seen you up until now. but even if we never meet each other again, i hope you didn't forget me when we meet again, i always went home alone now, not together with you anymore. hey, don't ever give up, i know you can do it, i'm sorry, i just contact you today. i know that you know the reason. and i'm sorry that if i've ever hurt you accidentally... -name"(ps: i can't give you the full version of the text, so here's the to be frank, i didn't ever think that she would contact me. and it hurts me a little when she sounds like we'll never be able to meet again. i do want to meet her, but i guess i can't, at least right now. i will take my path, and she'll take hers, and i just hope that our paths cross again. Labels: On Friendship 0 comment[s] | back to top |
