beware, girl. STEALING is a crime, as everyone knows it to be.

ok.here's the deal.

leI t people view my blog entries but if you STEAL them, it's just below the belt.

I read the blog entry of one of my close friends' enemy and I was shocked to see that the sentences were almost exactly the same as mine. Well, she viewed about 3 long blog entries of mine and then---- POOF!

her english sky- rocketed upwards.

I don't think that she's that good in english for I read all of her blog entries before and- sad to say, she can't even describe herself in an effective english.

Her english is way beyond human understanding. Isn't it a bit too coincidental if she suddenly learned how to write effective english just months after she read mine?

Well, if she can't speak it fluently, she definitely stole it.

beware, girl. STEALING is a crime, as everyone knows it to be.

well, i guess not everyone, seeing that you're trying hard just to imitate my works. You'll never be as good as me in EVERYTHING.

If you're trying to be me by starting off in using my works, well, you'll die trying because you'll never be even just half as good as me.

No matter how you rephrase the sentences, no matter how many adjectives you decide to replace, you could never deny the fact that your unusual SUDDEN interest in english is very questionable, indeed.

Always remember this, a good writer recognizes their works even if some people like you denies it.

Well, if you want those crap blog entries badly, go on, have them. i could always write about a thousand new ones if i want to. Besides, i wrote them for less than an hour each. so, i definitely lose nothing.

I never knew that my blog entries could teach someone to write in English effectively just by reading it. I must say, i guess you're a die-hard fan of mine. I could always teach you if you flunk English 101 badly. Although, seeing how desperately you try to cope with me and my English, I'm sorry to say but, i guess you don't stand a chance.

P.S. one more blog entry from you where I recognize some of my lines, i'll post your URL and you'll enjoy my friends' criticims.

Curious? here are 13 reasons.

Have you ever been curious as to how a relationship could last so long? Well I do. And I now know how it does. :)

I love mike simply because of these things. I guess it explains the fact that we are nearing our anniversary.

13. I don’t have to carry anything whenever I’m tired or when I just don’t feel like doing it.

Well, I am always tired. Even if I did nothing, I end up getting so tired. With Myk, whether I complain or not, he always takes my things and he’ll carry it no matter how heavy his things are. For me, that’s a really sweet thing for a guy to do. Some guys don’t even bother to check if their girlfriend’s shoulders are still intact even though she’s carrying a pound’s worth of things. But with Myk, he automatically does it. He makes me feel that special.

12. He’s just as vain as me.

Well, not all guys are open for cameras. Myk is one of the few who are. We have more than a hundred photos together and he never complains about it. He even smiles for the camera now, which he rarely does before. And I love him for that because he knows that I am really vain and he accompanies me through the road of vanity.

11. He treats me like a princess.

Whenever I get sick, he’ll come and take care of me. Whenever I don’t feel like doing something, he doesn’t do it, either. He even cooks for me. He always thinks of something that would make me feel satisfied. He is a very thoughtful guy that there isn’t a day when he never put a smile on my face.

10. I never have to repeat whatever I said to him. He almost always gets it the first time.

I am the type of person who gets irritated so much by people who can’t understand something whenever I tell it to them the first time. With Myk, he understands everything fully and when he doesn’t, well, he always finds a way to ask it to me without me getting irritated.

09. He never offends me.

I am the perfect little girl whenever I am with Myk. He never tells me that I don’t look good at times when I look really horrible. He tells me that my hair is nice even though I have just encountered a bad hair day. And he tells me that I always look good whether I fix myself or not.

08. We don’t have much in common but we have the perfect chemistry for a perfect relationship.

No couple is perfect for we have our own characteristics. Myk and I have a lot of differences but we find ways to fix those and make it our source of love. We never force each other to be someone that he/ she are not. He always finds laughter with our differences and he’s always willing to learn new stuffs from the things that I tell him.

07. He never corrects me. He lets me learn on my own.

Above all things that I hate about a person, it’s correcting me that I hate the most. I believe I am old enough to solve my own problems and I don’t like it when a person meddles on my personal affairs. With Myk, I just have to do what I think is right. He never forces me to do stuffs which are right in the eyes of others. He lets me act like a real adult.

06. He’s always on my side- wrong or right.

Friends bail out on their friends when they end up on a bad situation. I believe that some guys do it on their girlfriends, too. But Myk doesn’t do that. He supports the things that I believe in and he never allows other people to poison his mind about untruthful things that are said about me. He has trust in me.

05. He never pretends to be anybody else. He is who he is.

He never pretends to be the almighty Myk. He is Myk, the simple yet special guy. He never pretends to be the billionaire’s son nor the hot hunky guy. He is still the same guy that I met about 9 months ago.

04. He respects me.

Myk never judges me. I am never guilty of anything in his eyes. What he hears from my mouth is what he believes in. He never violates my right to explain and to contradict the statements of others.

03. He never forces me to do things that I don’t like.

When I am tired, I get so sleepy that I want to go home immediately. That means that we would no longer have enough time to spend with each other. But, he never forces me to stay awake or to fight off my drowsing mind just so we could still hang out. He also lets me decide on our scheduled activities for the day and he never complains with whatever I choose to do.

02. He never leaves me.

No matter how many times I push him away, he never leaves. He still stands patiently beside me waiting for my anger to go away. He also voluntarily accompanies me to wherever I am going for as he says, he just wants to make sure that I would be safe.

01. With him, I am always right.

I am never wrong whenever I am with him. Whoever I want to fight, wherever I want to go, whatever I want to do, I am always right. He never contradicts me. He is always open to listen to my dreams, opinions and insights which are very important to me. He never says no to things that I say or do for I believe that he knows that those things would always be right for me.

Losing the Nuance Spirit

Dreams had always inspired almost everyone to do something that they badly want to accomplish. Yet, I believe that sometimes, these dreams pull our hopes downward.

It is almost everybody’s dream to do something worthwhile; something that they had been working hard to do for, like, forever. But there would always be those times wherein hoping is unnecessary and that the only possible way to avoid frustration, is to STOP.

To watch something that you have invested all your hopes into to fail is the most heart- breaking thing for me. Imagine looking forward to practices not just for the opportunity to have a good laugh with friends but to try to prove to yourselves that you’re not just a band with a name, but a band who’s training hard to produce what all bands are working hard to: a good song. But at the end of the day, you still end up being unable to finish a song that has been practiced for about a month already. It’s tiring to say things like: “It’s okay. We’ll be able to do it next time” or “It was good. It just wasn’t good enough”. Hearing those things repeated almost every time, it got me thinking.

Are we really progressing?

Or are we just too occupied by our dream to succeed that we are all blind to the fact that our band is actually producing nothing but the sounds of the instruments in the studio alone?

Just the plain ordinary sounds. Nothing that special to make us be called a successful band.

As some members of the band found their ways into other bands, FRUSTRATION got hold of me and it got me thinking what took us so long to figure out what had been wrong with the band that we had once aspired to establish.

PRACTICE.

PRACTICE.

PRACTICE.

It’s always the same reason, yet we never did anything to mend the problem. We always find time to do something else yet the only step that we could have done to save our so-called band was left hanging somewhere in our minds.

Had Nuance for Masquerades really existed?

Was it that unimportant that at one blink of an eye, we just woke up to the fact that we were not progressing and that we should bury it somewhere way too deep into our minds so as to avoid unnecessary talks about it?

The answer?

I don’t know, either. It’s not easy letting go of something that you wanted to work but, it’s much harder to try to mend something if there’s a big red sign flashing out of its face saying: YOU CAN’T MEND ME.

No one’s to be blamed. We all know how to play. And we all know how to play our parts well.

We just can’t find the right formula for executing the right music.

But once we do, if we ever find it, we’ll be the perfect all-girls band as how we saw ourselves when we were just starting.

Maybe it’ll take a hell of a lifetime before it happens. And come to think of it, as things are right now, there’s about 99% chance that it’ll never happen.

So what, right? At least for once, even if it’s just in our minds, an all- girl’s band soared higher than all the other bands combined. It existed.

I just wish all of us good luck. We’ll all find our right places. And when we are all successful people already, we would look back to the times when we were striving hard to produce a song in a small studio, and we’ll all take a good laugh out of it. We’ll laugh harder than we had ever laughed before. No regrets, no frustrations. Just plain old happiness