SO my cousin is getting married in November.=. In the Philippines.
I just found out MANNY PACQUIAO might be at the wedding.
I JUST SHIT A BRICK OF JOY
HOY. EXPLAIN. AND LANGUAGE.
My cousin is getting married to a politician. And my dad is gonna be a sponsor. One of the other sponsors is PACMAN. I guess he was invited somehow.. I’m not sure how .-. SO I MIGHT MEET MANNY. And sowwii ading… XP
Who is JESUS? In Chemistry, He turned water into wine. In Biology, He was born without a normal conception. In Physics, He defied gravity by ascending to heaven. In Economics, He disproved the law of diminishing return by feeding 5,000 with only 2 fishes & 5 loaves of bread. In History, He has no beginning & no end. In Politics, He came to serve, not to be served. In Christianity, He's GOD, became man, died & resurrected to open heaven's gate for us.
Doing your hair in the morning, thinking of the boy you love, taking a shower, shaving your vagina, legs, arms, and armpits, putting deodorant, worrying about getting pregnant, trying to avoid being raped from guys, putting on mascara or eyeliner, cleaning all your stuff, trying to smell good, building up self-confidence on how you look, putting on nail polish, and doing it all during your period..
LOVE VS. SEX: A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98% of teenagers will not stand up for God? Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly believe in God. PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you. I bet 93% of the people that read this wont repost it. I read this and reposted it. Well I bet you read this note because of the title, didn't you?
“Know that I the LORD shall be beside thee. Thou shall be safe under my wings and I shall keep you the from harm. Know that I am the LORD your God.” “I shall fight for thee. and you shall hold your peace.” “He is a man of war, the LORD is his name.”
Yayyyyyyyyyyyy I’m making my own instrumental for this one. This is a major turn away from what I usually write. Wow. Depressing.
Chorus I’ve been to hell and back twice, that’s why the name is Sagaba. I didn’t lose it all like Lieutenant Watada But I danced with the devil, didn’t drink the black water I’m the definition of a lamb to the slaughter.
The cycle repeats with every day as it passes
Only noticed by the teachers when I enter my classes
But behind the smiling face is the mind of the masses
Carrying the burden hoping that this time passes.
I’m the definition of the perfect lie You think you’ve done bad?
Buddy I’ve gone that much higher, isn’t it sad?
Fake a smile and say “what up?” I don’t give a fuck
You try crossing borderlines? You’re outta luck
Locked in deep thought, and I know it’s no good.
There are no answers that could ever be understood.
I can only feel what I search for this time
I use my word, not my fist when I’m feeling like this
Cause the wisdom that I have is what leads me to bliss
So now I start to question our Father Almighty
My life makes as much sense as A, B, T.
I’m a critical thinker, that knows only how to lie
I wonder if I’ll fake a smile even when I die?I’ve help up my head in the times of my strife
Simultaneously I tried to survive in this life
But survival isn’t living, and living means yo blessed
But if you wanna live, then you gotta pass a test
It’s the hardest thing to do if you don’t know how to see
And to get through anything, you have to keep crying your pleas
But sometimes they go unanswered, cause the Father got a plan
But I’ve been to hell and back. Even in this life span.
For a someone who has been called wise, I'm surprisingly foolish.
I can answer everyone’s questions, I can think beyond our generation, and I can satisfy the needs of everyone around me.
Yet I can’t answer my own questions or do what I need to be 100% happy. I can make my music, write it out, do this that and the other thing, but I know I’m not fully happy. I have people I can turn to, but I never know what to say to make them fully understand.
I kinda wanna fucking lock myself in a room with a keyboard, laptop and microphone for 5 years.
I would rather have my heart broken. I don’t want the other person to be sad and just not be happy. I rather put their happiness first before mine. Though I’ll be hurt, I’ll be glad that they’re happy. I’ll endure the pain for…
Heart broken. Though it would hurt, you learn a lot from it. And in the end, sometimes you end up being better friends than you were before. Plus we’re always gonna get hurt. So there’s no sense in hurting someone else to avoid getting hurt yourself. What goes around, comes around.
A MUST-READ STORY..She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?' The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.' Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?' The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.' Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.' Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them She lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: 'Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You'. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own perso nal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'where was He when I needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is all gone.. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me. (Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves 'When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.'
My family never told me to follow my dreams or pursue my passions. I’m the artist in a house of business people, I guess that’s why.
But dreams shouldn’t be suppressed or ignored. That’s why my parents favor my brother over me. He’s business, I’m passion. Because of this, I decided to enter a field of work where I can have both my passion and business in one place. So chances are I’ll choose music production.
But there are other dreams right now. Find a girl that likes me for me (retardedness and all), go through Europe, and so on. But my dreams of girls are too eccentric for what the world has to offer me right now.. Oh well, write it out. Going through Europe? I need money, Fuck.
So, I encourage people to follow their dreams, no matter who hates. Haters should be motivators afterall.