Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Weeping
PLUGS: Ate Shari, Ate Scart
" But as the night came round I heard Its lonely sound It wasn't roaring, it was weeping It wasn't roaring, it was weeping."
- Weeping by Josh Groban
I soo love this song, even though it illustrates scenes from war, it still reminded me of the fateful day. Yes, the fateful day which was just recent. It also happened at night time, actually it was more like near dawn but not quite yet. Sounds of howling and roaring pierced the night, and the neighbors must have thought it was mad-crying. Actually it was just us weeping.
I have only told 2 people about this. But I think it's time to tell it to somebody else... I didn't know life could get worse...
Paris-our SUUPPERR BELLOVEEDD CUUUTEESSSSSTTTT doggy in the whole world just passed away last Oct. 26, 2007 at 2:30 AM. She was only 4 years old when the Lord took her. And it happened right after a scrumptious dinner buffet too, and also right after field trip. It was so sudden, let me tell ya how sudden it was. I mean last Wednesday, I was still able to feel her, to cuddle her, to SEE her even hiding in her usual corner under the table beside the sofa. Last wednesday I was still able to play with her and even tease her, but now? All I can just do is tear up whenever I see her picture or cry at the slightest mention of her name or memory. It's just so hard, I mean THREE DOGS just freaking died in this YEAR ALONE. And now my family's especially my mother's heart seems to be mutilated already. It was so sudden, we didn't even get to take care of her in her sickness, she just left. My mom said that it was probably because she didn't want to burden us anymore. I don't know if it's true, i think she doesn't believe it either because she still cries. She cries everyday you know, no matter what the time is.
My mother was panicking that morning (I couldn't sleep well and I was developing early signs of nausea and migraines so goodbye school) since UP didn't allow dogs to be buried there now, and we didn't want her to be stuffed like Hollywood the 1st coz she might be deformed after a few months so my mom contacted peepz who did crematory services for dogs. It was such a blessing. We found one in Laguna and at 7am rushed there. It was so painful, seeing her, who used to be so lively, just lay there.... I won't go into details anymore. Anyway, we have left a piece of her hair and also a pawprint. We got the ashes last Monday and my mom still brings her up every night. Paris slept beside her, did I tell you guys that already? Well, I now am coping by still calling out her name whenever I arrive home. I can't help it. I need to at least feel that her spirit's here in the house.
We tried looking for a poodle, just like her. Silver in color. But alas it was in vain. I can't find any. If you guys know anyone who sells a silver female poodle, preferably 2-3 months old, pls contact me. Pls.
So Paris, I love you dear little "nakakaawang mukha" dog, rest in peace little one.
Happy Hallow's Eve peepz!
More happenings on my life... next time..
Updates when I update peepz...
Labels: death, dog, family, heart, love, paris
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Saturday, October 20, 2007
Retrospection
PLUGS: Everyone
EDIT**
On a lighter note for my blog, Ate Kitty still remembers me and gave me this UUBBERR CUUTEE Halloween giftie and a fabulous award!! Sniff... thank you soo much Ate for remembering me!! I've been such a sloth in the blogging world and yet you still remembered me....Yey for witches!! hehe
So it's been, yeah, a month and what have I learned? Sighs... I don't know. A month's passed but I feel like it's been 10 years what with the bruhahas that's been happening. I mean, all the major school entrance exams are over (well major for me anyway) and I have no idea if I'm gonna pass them ( I SURE HOPE I DO!), 2nd quarter's over and I feel like I'm hanging on a thread in the honor roll, and lastly, I'm on an emotional rollercoaster.
This is such a bad way to go back to blogging but I needed to vent my... confusions. I feel so angry and alone all the time that it somehow threatens to shatter the sphere that I've surrounded myself in. I want to let it out but I can't. I'm so confused now with my life, my friends, and my ideals. I feel like I don't know anyone anymore and I feel like I'm being selfish for thinking of this. I feel so jealous too for no goshdarn reason. I want i want i want, it's all i ever think about? Am I deprived from luxuries? No! I try so hard to think of people less fortunate than I am but how come the feeling won't leave? Please God I hope that I am not straying from your path.
I feel like such a failure. I try to project to people that I'm strong or whatever, you know, the tough guy effect but I don't know how I can pull it off much l0nger. No this isn't a suicidal thing, I'm too chicken to kill myself. I guess I'm just depressed. I need to find my path again. I need to reflect on my life.... I wish I could go somewhere and think this over....
God sees the truth but waits... waits for what? Does God wait for us? I think He does. He waits for us to find ourselves... but I hope that God can hear me... I can't find myself alone... I hope He does help me...
See ya guys.... ='(
Labels: depressed, gifts, morbid
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THE THIEF*
OFFICIAL I.D.: Tiffany K
A.K.A.: Tiff, Tiff k, Panda, Tifferz, Tiffy (anything BUT fifi)
AGE PROB: 17
WHERE'S MY CAKE?: June 5, 1990
REFERENCE POINT: On a little island (an archipelago in fact) called Philippines. MABUHAY EVERYONE!
ETHNIC TRIBE: I'm a Chinese-Filipino by blood. Filipino by citizen
RELIGION: a devout Catholic who has faith in the Lord
LIVES BY..: If you want a miracle, BE THE MIRACLE!!! if you want something done, sometimes you have to take it in your own hands. And remember to have FAITH in God
WEIRD QUOTES (by me): Dang, OML, OMG, What the, SHOOT, Crap, crikes, oh shoot,Ai yohh
CONTACT: If you need anything or have any questions, please contact me at tiffdweirdsmiley@yahoo.com
BOOKLOVER'S PLACE:
HARRY POTTER FAN:
I am worth $1,602,050 on HumanForSale.com???
HISTORY:
I decided I'd make a history for my site so that you'd all know the whys and the hows. I will elaborate further when I have my REAL site one day. So when did this "addiction" start? Well it was many years ago (maybe not THAT many, about 2-3 years ago) when my keypal Kelli (HI KELLI!) told me to check out this thing. It turned out to be a xanga blog and I was intrigued but I wasn't interested in making one. After a year though, exactly on October 29, 2004, I came across Kelli's blog again and had a sudden itch to try it out. I signed up in xanga and wrote my very first entry. My URL was http://xanga.com/jynxypanda and it's still alive! Check it out if you want, I've transformed it into a photoblog of some sort. I started out with this PLAIN red and black template and of course, I eventually got bored with it. I then searched for skins both in createblog and blogskins. I was happy with xanga but then I saw Steph's new blog in blogger. I was amazed at her skills already in making layouts and HTML so I asked tips from her and then I started my blogger account. This was the time I started getting interested in HTML. Steph also referred to me Lissaexplains.com for tutorials and I researched on my own by reading this gigantic HTML manual at our house. I learned the basics and soon I was editing layouts. I wasn't much of a layout changer so Thief's Stolen Collections survived with only 2 premade layouts. Soon, I was getting BORED with premade layouts. I decided to practice my photoshop skills and make my own like Steph. At first, my layout was supposed to be a panda under cherry blossoms on a starry night EXCEPT the background image I used was copyrighted to kagaya.com only hence I wasn't able to use it. It was a beautiful layout for me though because I loved the violet colors and the panda. It took me a VERY LONG time to finish it but all my efforts proved to be in vain. The spark of making a layout vanished and was just recently revived. I was determined to make one and Winnie the Pooh came to my mind. Why Winnie the Pooh? I have no idea. Maybe it was because of him being a bear but anyways, Winnie the Pooh sounded good and voila!
PAST LAYOUTS
POOH'S PARADISE V.1
Born on: June 26, 2005
Well this was my very 1st layout so pardon for the childish image. It took me a very long time to think of what image to use. Winnie the Pooh just suddenly came to my mind and before I knew it, my hands were working on their own and this is the result! It lasted me for 5 months and I'm happy. =)
STARING UNDER THE SKY
Born on: Dec. 27, 2005
This is my 2nd layout featuring a vectorized (my first vector! Not too good..) bird (i'm not sure the species) on a branch staring under the velvet (violet) sky. When I was thinking of a new layout, I wanted it to have a touch of Christmas but not in the commercial way (gifts, lights etc). I wanted to show the true meaning of Christmas and I also wanted a layout that would last me for months (I'm a lazy bum.. hehe). Inspiration struck when our English teacher asked us to make a Korean Sijo (in English that is) and what i wrote about was a bird anticipating the birth of Christ. Though Christmas has gone, I still wish the feeling of Christmas will continue the whole year. This lasted me for a month (oMG 1 month lang?) but I may use it again. I really liked it! hehe
PINKISH BEAR REALITY
Given on: Jan. 4,2006
Added on: Jan. 27, 2006
This layout was a gift from my adorable online sister,
Ate Kitty! Isn't it beautiful? I was really surprised when she gave me this because I didn't know that anyone would go so much trouble for giving me a gift.. wahhz.. Love ya ate! :heart
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Weeping
PLUGS: Ate Shari, Ate Scart
" But as the night came round I heard Its lonely sound It wasn't roaring, it was weeping It wasn't roaring, it was weeping."
- Weeping by Josh Groban
I soo love this song, even though it illustrates scenes from war, it still reminded me of the fateful day. Yes, the fateful day which was just recent. It also happened at night time, actually it was more like near dawn but not quite yet. Sounds of howling and roaring pierced the night, and the neighbors must have thought it was mad-crying. Actually it was just us weeping.
I have only told 2 people about this. But I think it's time to tell it to somebody else... I didn't know life could get worse...
Paris-our SUUPPERR BELLOVEEDD CUUUTEESSSSSTTTT doggy in the whole world just passed away last Oct. 26, 2007 at 2:30 AM. She was only 4 years old when the Lord took her. And it happened right after a scrumptious dinner buffet too, and also right after field trip. It was so sudden, let me tell ya how sudden it was. I mean last Wednesday, I was still able to feel her, to cuddle her, to SEE her even hiding in her usual corner under the table beside the sofa. Last wednesday I was still able to play with her and even tease her, but now? All I can just do is tear up whenever I see her picture or cry at the slightest mention of her name or memory. It's just so hard, I mean THREE DOGS just freaking died in this YEAR ALONE. And now my family's especially my mother's heart seems to be mutilated already. It was so sudden, we didn't even get to take care of her in her sickness, she just left. My mom said that it was probably because she didn't want to burden us anymore. I don't know if it's true, i think she doesn't believe it either because she still cries. She cries everyday you know, no matter what the time is.
My mother was panicking that morning (I couldn't sleep well and I was developing early signs of nausea and migraines so goodbye school) since UP didn't allow dogs to be buried there now, and we didn't want her to be stuffed like Hollywood the 1st coz she might be deformed after a few months so my mom contacted peepz who did crematory services for dogs. It was such a blessing. We found one in Laguna and at 7am rushed there. It was so painful, seeing her, who used to be so lively, just lay there.... I won't go into details anymore. Anyway, we have left a piece of her hair and also a pawprint. We got the ashes last Monday and my mom still brings her up every night. Paris slept beside her, did I tell you guys that already? Well, I now am coping by still calling out her name whenever I arrive home. I can't help it. I need to at least feel that her spirit's here in the house.
We tried looking for a poodle, just like her. Silver in color. But alas it was in vain. I can't find any. If you guys know anyone who sells a silver female poodle, preferably 2-3 months old, pls contact me. Pls.
So Paris, I love you dear little "nakakaawang mukha" dog, rest in peace little one.
Happy Hallow's Eve peepz!
More happenings on my life... next time..
Updates when I update peepz...
Labels: death, dog, family, heart, love, paris
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Saturday, October 20, 2007
Retrospection
PLUGS: Everyone
EDIT**
On a lighter note for my blog, Ate Kitty still remembers me and gave me this UUBBERR CUUTEE Halloween giftie and a fabulous award!! Sniff... thank you soo much Ate for remembering me!! I've been such a sloth in the blogging world and yet you still remembered me....Yey for witches!! hehe
So it's been, yeah, a month and what have I learned? Sighs... I don't know. A month's passed but I feel like it's been 10 years what with the bruhahas that's been happening. I mean, all the major school entrance exams are over (well major for me anyway) and I have no idea if I'm gonna pass them ( I SURE HOPE I DO!), 2nd quarter's over and I feel like I'm hanging on a thread in the honor roll, and lastly, I'm on an emotional rollercoaster.
This is such a bad way to go back to blogging but I needed to vent my... confusions. I feel so angry and alone all the time that it somehow threatens to shatter the sphere that I've surrounded myself in. I want to let it out but I can't. I'm so confused now with my life, my friends, and my ideals. I feel like I don't know anyone anymore and I feel like I'm being selfish for thinking of this. I feel so jealous too for no goshdarn reason. I want i want i want, it's all i ever think about? Am I deprived from luxuries? No! I try so hard to think of people less fortunate than I am but how come the feeling won't leave? Please God I hope that I am not straying from your path.
I feel like such a failure. I try to project to people that I'm strong or whatever, you know, the tough guy effect but I don't know how I can pull it off much l0nger. No this isn't a suicidal thing, I'm too chicken to kill myself. I guess I'm just depressed. I need to find my path again. I need to reflect on my life.... I wish I could go somewhere and think this over....
God sees the truth but waits... waits for what? Does God wait for us? I think He does. He waits for us to find ourselves... but I hope that God can hear me... I can't find myself alone... I hope He does help me...
See ya guys.... ='(
Labels: depressed, gifts, morbid
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stolen @ 9:54 PM