MISSION TIME !

"Nothing is easy in life. Nor will it ever be. We just need to keep fighting for what we want and what we love."
-Hafuy

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It has been 15 years and 3 days now. PT3 is left with 23 days to go. I intended on not studying for English at home. Just at school. So I may focus more on the other 4 subjects.

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Okay.

Basically , I have to stop for a while on blogging. Not like ANYONE would care, right? I mean, I am just an invisible person that is too afraid to use her real name to write her heart out on this website, for crying out loud.

Still, I cannot fathom why did I start to do this in the first place. Hmmmmm.....

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I think it's because of a) I saw my friend do it so I just gave it a swing , b) to save paper from writing tons and tons of my opinions and c) I love English and being a movie critic so I thought that this would save me from continuing on what I love.

Yeah, that's it.

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Since I received two notebooks for my birthday , I guess this online blogging habit of mine shall put to an end.

BUT....

*awesome theme song appears on background*

This. Is. Not. The. End. Of . This. Unicorn.

Which this post is all about. My life is boring. Nothing awesome happened, yet. Waiting for something to fall from a sky so I can share it with you guys.

Mission at the moment : Only blog when something really interesting is going on. Not a spontaneous one which is what I am currently doing now.

Perhaps after PT3.

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To Geben , Shane , and those who are reading this somewhere in my country , or in America, or Alaska, or any other places that I do not know of.... Thanks. For appreciating my existence.

Albeit my blogs aren't awe-inspiring as John Green's novels, I still am grateful for being able to enjoy English by participating in this captivating activity.

Thank you. I shall write our moments in my new journal.

Sometimes , you need to get your ass out of the couch and make the best of it. You may never know what you're going to get if you keep sitting in your comfort zone.

Cheers, then. For those crazy moments that we regret on taking. It's what makes us human : We're freaks. In a good way.

We're ourselves and we should be proud of it. Before I end my boring post , I tell you this (whoever might be reading this) :

You are what you are. And you are special. Do not let anyone tell you different.

Prince Harry , Jenna Marbles. and Me!

So , the Million Dollar question for today is : What does Prince Harry , Jenna Marbles, and me have in common ?

Prince Harry is, you know, a prince. And he comes from a royal bloodline. Jenna Marbles is a funny , truthful , Youtuber who has more subscribers than Ryan Higa. And there's me , a not-famous nerdfighter. Now, you're probably wondering : WHAT do they have in common ?

Well,  here's what : We all have the same birthdays ! Yes , I know, a lot to take in , right?

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So , I hope that I may watch The Maze Runner soon.


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This is my dog , Padfoot. 

Yes, we (my family and I) named it after Sirius Black from

 Harry Potter.

Padfoot is a good dog. He behaves by shutting up when we wash him weekly. So flies won't attack his body and he wouldn't smell awful, like today. Sorry , folks , I am a busy girl. But we shall bathe him this upcoming Saturday. 

Padfoot's lying on our floor with his flies. 

I love dogs. They're so... Adorable. And, of course, loyal. I also have Tongs. We finally realized that it was supposed to be Prongs (Another Harry Potter character) but it was too late. So , we had to call Tongs, Tongs. 

Dogs guard the house. To top it off , they lick you ! 

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Okay. From birthday parties to dogs. Way to go...

Anyways , I would like to thank God and my parents for making me to become a part of the idiot who lives on Earth.
My Friends who wished me a Happy Birthday , but hey, everyone is supposed to do that so I don't have to be super delighted when I log in to my Facebook Account.

"Oh , look ! 20++ people wished me on my Wall." (Sarcastically)

My parents sang a birthday song like drunk people becaus ethey just woke up precisely at 12.00 a.m. today. So , thanks guys.

A certain somebody texted me and I literally CRIED. Tears of joy rolled down on my cheeks because tbe message was so sweet. He quoted John Green's infinities and I laughed and I cried. The reason why I was so emotional was due to the fact that he remembered about how much I love John Green and his novels and he, a computer geek but not a book-lover actually took the time to quote it.

It's amazing how someone actually remembers what you said not because how much you say it to them , but how they actually listen.

Don't you feel a bit happy when someone gives you your favourite coffee order, appreciating their knowledge concerning you ? (Kurt and Blaine ; Glee)

That's how I felt.

Therefore , thank you. To him. For listening.

To my family. For loving. For caring.
To God.
To Padfoot and Tongs. For eating the bones and the leftovers.

To Italian Food. For being a part of my birthday dinner.

my Unicorn

I believe to those who are keen on taking "Selfies" are not mentally ill (Media says yes, though). Truthfully , it symbolizes how they appreciate their existence in the world. Thus, reducing the number of suicide actions due to the fact that they are taking pictures of themselves , thinking that they are pretty, living souls.

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It's that time of the year again.
Where a particular BIG examination is just around the corner, and you are staring right in front of your laptop fiddling with words that comes up on your mind. Hooray for being skilled in language. Not. Let's just say that enjoying writing (or in this case , typing) for hours to increase awareness throughout the world screaming how you are also in this world like everyone else is a blessing. And a curse.

Anyhow, I am still hiding my true identity by using a new account behind a name that is not mine. Actually , it was supposed to be my actual name but my parents decided to name me another saint's name. I cannot imagine what would I be or who will I become if my name was literally , Delilah. Would I still be a nerd who fights against World Suck? Would I still love listening to music from Anime Soundtracks? Would I be head over heels on a guy that I like now?

Who knows, right ? I mean, will a name that is labelled just for you for 14 years and 362 days will alter your entire life? Yes , my birthday is coming really soon and I expect it to be a typical day : Me reading Sarah Crossan , studying BM and Maths, perhaps. Log in to Facebook, Have a dinner with my family... My 15th year of being a girl has ended.

Nevertheless, I am grateful (?) to live with a family who loves me , friends who make me laugh, a fruit that I would probably spend my little infinities with , novels that makes me feel like I can travel through other dimensions by experiencing describable sensations from John green to Harper Lee to Brandon Sanderson to Annabelle Pitcher's masterpiece, music that causes me to forget what I wanted to get when I walk into my room, and God, for giving me a not-so-miserable life that I can still control.

(Inhales pure , delicious , oxygen )

Now, let me bring everyone back on today's motion...

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Yes , I am a... (glances at surroundings) unicorn in disguise... SHHHHHHHHH!
I might  get caught because of my aberration. There's nothing much I would like to talk about. Unicorns are beautiful creatures. Yes, again, another peculiarity of mine. I'm a bit on the weird side. *Snorts* Can't really tell where I am now, I'm at my secret hideout-

Could this be ? Chunibyo ?

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You might be wondering : Why ?

Urmmm , this , is an excellent question. However , even I cannot fathom how I got into this shithole. I think being in Debate and my roller coaster life really gave me pressure so I thought I needed a happy , enthusiastic image of something to ease my mind. So I decided to envisage on unicorns. Because they're so happy , so cheerful , like cotton candy sheep. So fluffy and pink...

I guess society thought I was the unicorn. But in reality , "Unicorn " is just my escape word when I am feeling moody or pissed off or when I am down in the dumps. Just saying that single word of an "unreal" creature makes me think about the rest of the unreal things in life. Like Happiness. A thing that can't be seen nor touch. You feel it in your bones. Unicorn just represents all of my happy thoughts. My delirious Headquarters of endless enthusiasm. My Wondla.

When I mentioned the word to my companions , I am not referring to the mythical creatures that is told in folk tales. I am talking about my Happy Place. Unicorn.

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But it would be too late to explain this to everyone. So , I guess I have to stuck with this nickname for a while. Don't get me wrong, I love being called a unicorn. I got used to it after a while. Maybe Unicorn , my happy place, the location where I can be myself, is me. I am the Unicorn.

Time to find your own Unicorn.

Sincerely,

an odd geek who is addicted to unicorns.
a lazy extrovert.

HE SAID "BYE" TO ME !!! *Best (blank) of ma lifeee*

"Am I , a part of the cure ? Or am I part of the disease ? "

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I was (finally!) doing Maths (Hallelujah!) in class while waiting for my mom to pick me up. It was listening to this lecture about the awareness of women's health issues , scrubbing our skins with gel that is made up of cotton , and were introduced to a better type of sanitary napkins. Interesting.

As I was saying, I was doing Linear Inequalities in class and some comrades of mine were playing chess. After a few minutes, they decided to leave. I was still fiddling with my own calculations when out of the blue, someone bid farewell , along with mentioning my name. I slowly looked at the person who said it and...

At first , I just raised up my hand, symbolizing I appreciated him noticing of my presence in the classroom. LIKE A BOSS. When he "evacuated" the location (my class) , he and his gang left and went wandering about for another half hour. It took a long time for me to absorb whatever happened. And then I smiled and laughed like a lunatic. HE SAID BYE TO ME ! WOO-HOO.

American Authors's song filled my mind time and time again as I recalled on today's brief moment. Whoa, WOW . He. Said. Bye. To. Me.

Oh. My. Unicorn.

OH MY UNICORN !!!

I didn't believe it. I mean, he's such a shy person, yet he actually was brave enough to do that. I mean, if you are one of his classmates, or Geben,  who might be reading this, they'll know that what he did was completely unexpected. Right , guys ? *claps*

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I reek of sweat. My sweat glands must be working very well. So, I would say that today wasn't my best day , but preferably one of my best moments in life. I just felt so , happy . Don't get me wrong , when someone you are fond of did or say something to you , there's this feeling when your stomach is giggling, which make you giggle ,too.

Truth is , my best day hasn't happened yet.

Oh , yeah. A reminder : His smile makes my heart MELT. I don't care if no one agrees with me. That's fine with me , that means : less competition.

My birthday is coming up soon. PT3 is right around the corner. Mockingjay-Part 1 will be released in November. Sometimes , I cannot fathom why does oneis so desperate for fame. Who knows. Some things are meant to be that way , I assume. Opinions will just be cast aside. Unless you're in a debate. Then you need to convince the adjudicators that your opinions should be the one standing.

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I guess I need to get ready for tuition, now. Fairfarren , invisible readers.

Something's stuck in my nose... Another entry

This is how my life usually begins, when I finally decided to stop procrastinating. I turned off my home's Wi-Fi, looked at my MESSY table, and lie on my bed and sleep...

I woke up. And it's like, 1900 hours. Dafuq just happened. So, I sighed. I greeted my parents who came home from work, watch Anime, looked, again, at my table, and... I end up on reading a novel.

I felt tired and exhausted so I prayed and slept. Hoping that tomorrow will be different. Wishing that one day I would wake up from my old habit of wasting my time to actually... Do. My. Maths. Homework.

Some days (Thank God) , I actually study. I told myself to "fast" the Internet, hide my tab in my sister's closet, push aside the stuff on my table and did my studying.

Confession time~ I HATE homework. But I LOVEEEE studying. Not sure why. But I made an assumption that the reason that I keep on delaying my homework (especially Maths) is due to the fact that I have to copy down the questions then I get to solve the problems. I mean, Reality Check : Most questions are sooooooooo Long. Studying is freer (?) . You just write what you comprehend and it assists you to become smarter.

Anyone with me on this ?

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Do you know that moment when you finally got that excessive, dried mucus from your nostrils and you feel like you can BREATHE. Probably feeling that you are o  top of the world ? Same here.

Now, I can't have that luxurious feeling , yet. I might get this thing over with when I publish this entry and do a poem for a school magazine. I shall do 7 undone Math chapters tomorrow.

I don't get it. My Maths workbook keep on disappearing. I lost it for the second time already. Deva ju... My thesaurus was MIA as well. Twice. Dang, So much to do ! French the llma !

I guess this is somehow a punishment from Above that is is what I get for just throwing my things at random places. Better start soon , I assume. Never put off till tomorrow what can be done today.

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Blogging seems fun. It is like a journal, but online. I wrote journals, once upon a time. Writing can be fun.

To put it all in a nutshell, I hope that someone out there will read my entries and maybe drop a comment so I know how can I help you in some way ? I can teach you how to make caramel at home (JUST BURN SUGAR AND IT WORKS) or how to debate 101 .

God bless to those who are having a tough time to inhale pure , delicious, oxygen and I bid you all farewell.