skin type. Fair and smooth or the golden-tanned look
hair. Short and straight
height. At least two inches taller than me.
body type. Tall and lanky
the look. Serious and brooding, sunny and always smiling.
others. “ewan, basta”
Part II. “It’s not about what he can say, but about what he can do.”
The adorable nerd.
*people turn to him when they need help with their homework.
2. The bold leader
*he is always a leader of group projects; he is first to volunteer to head school committees and special events.
3. The super athlete
*he excels in various sports. (any)
4. The creative artist
*people and objects come to life in his drawings and projects.
*his poems, stories and essays leave you awe-inspired.
*he can make great works out of nothing but a bunch of rags and scraps.
5. The dreamy musician
*his smooth vocals leave you weak in the knees.
*he handles a guitar or play the drums.
*his songs are deep and filled with meaning.
6. The caring philanthropist
*he volunteers at the local orphanage every weekend.
*he tutors public school students for free.
*he spearheads relief efforts when disasters like earthquakes and typhoons strike the country.
7. The sweet gentleman
*he holds the door open and carries you things for you.
*he moves to the right side when you’re crossing the street and makes sure you’re always taken care of.
8. others.
*ewan ko din.
Part III. “ It’s what on the inside that counts!”
*goal-oriented, creative, good sense of humour, passionate, prayerful, affectionate, responsible, simple, mature, generous, family-oriented, down to earth, fun-loving, supportive, loving, loves kids, optimistic, honest, respectful, strong faith in God, devoted, good conversationalist, spontaneous, shares my values, loyal, good listener, patient, understanding, thoughtful, accepts me for who I am, courteous.
hmm. while watching drake 24/7 (haha), i realized that guys write the better songs. is this true or not? haha. i love bands. and the ones i love have male singer/song writers. i like guy songs better, they have MORE feelings than female pieces. haha. i can't really explain it but, nevermind. i'll just write this thought in my diary. :p
yeah, i got no regrets of my new HAIRCUT!
haha, bench fix. something.
i really didn't know what'll come out of it.
but hey, it came out great. thumbs up!!
it'll be a surprise to EVERYONE i knew. haha.
sad thing is that i went with my sisters. haha.
but i was there longer! bcoz they had to blow dry my hair.
that's the longest part.
my dad waited for me. he talked to an old friend of his from college
haha. they talked about basktball? yeah.
he wants to get tickets to an ateneo-la salle game.
players are the guys from his college days. haha!
yay.
giggles. secret!
and uhm, bought things. and then i went crazy looking for the perfect school shoes.
we went to like 3 malls or so. long drives. haha
okai, im gonna continue later. my stinky brother is here.
with aya, his "girlfriend". haha. i hate my brother forever!
mtv movie awards 2005 BEST movie! yay! john heder is cool, like gosh. :P napoleon is about everything. the movie seems boring at first, but after watching it, you'll realize that it's so true.
We've all heard of Rudolph and his shiny nose..
And we all know frosty who's made out of snow..
But all of those stories seem kind of, Gay..
Cos we all know who brightens up our holiday..
Mr Hankey, The Christmas Poo
Small and Brown, he comes from you
Sit on the toilet, here he comes
Squeeze him tween your festive buns!
A present from down below
Speading joy with a 'howdy ho'!
He's seen the love inside of you
Cos he's a piece of poo!
Sometimes he's nutty, sometimes he's corny
He can be brown, or greenish-brown
But if you eat fibre on Christmas Eve
He might come to your town..
Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
He loves me, I love you
Therefore vicariously, he loves you
'I can make a Mr Hankey too'!
Cartman: 'Well Kyle, where is he?'
Kyle: 'Uh, he's coming..'
Stan: 'Come on dude, Push!'
Kyle: 'I'm trying'
Cartman: 'Wait Wait! I can see his head'
Kyle: 'Here he comes..'
Mr Hankey: 'HOWDY HO!'
I'm Mr Hankey, the Christmas poo..
Seasons greetings to all of you..
Lets sing songs, and dance, and play..
Now, before I melt away..
Here's a game I like to play..
Stick me in your mouth and try to say..
'Howdy ho ho, yum yum yum
Christmas time has come!'
Sometimes he's runny, sometimes he's firm
Sometimes he practically water..
Sometimes he hangs off the end of your ass
And wont fall in the toilet,
cos he's just clinging to your sphincter
And he wont drop off, and so you shake your ass around..
And try to get it to drop in the toilet
And finally it does..
Mr Hankey the Christmas Poo
Christmas leaves, he must leave too..
Flush him down, but he's never gone,
His smell and his spirit lingers on.
Howdy ho!
