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Sleeping Disorders

For two straight nights, I can't sleep properly.

What's going on?

Many things had crossed my mind:

*problems
*adjustment
*problems

haha!

The list goes on and on.

I'm hoping that this evening, I can sleep for at least 8 hours.

whew.

goodluck to me.

wait for my latest blog:

"MYSTERIES OF THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE"

Toodles!

The World of Gothic people.

Article: excerpt from GOTH.NET

Why do people become goths?

Most goths become goths because they have been spurned by 'normal' society because the way they want to live their lives does not fit in with how most people are told to live theirs. Goths are free thinkers, people who do not accept the moral rules of society because they're told 'This is just how it is' or 'This is what God says!'. Rather goths tend to listen to what you have to say, and make up their own mind. This kind of free thinking and rejection of dogma earns only rejection in todays society.


However because of this rejection from 'normal' society, goths have banded together to associate with other free thinkers. This has a beneficial effect on both the individual and society as a whole. For the individual they have a sense of belonging, and friends they can associate with. For society it removes one more misfit filled with rage from society's streets.


This of course is not the case for all goths. Many goths today are goths for a variety of other reasons. They like the music, or the clubs are better, they have goth friends and joined in with them, or they just like staying up late nights and goths are the only ones awake to talk to.

























Goths are like normal people but have a distinct sense for fashion.




















Let's not be judgmental. I'll honestly say, I LOVE GOTHS.

Let them be, who they want to be.

Truth or Fib?

I was searching for a new face in facebook when I saw this video on my wall post, shared by my friend.
It's quite creepy but somehow exciting because it's about lady gaga.

Just watch the video and decide for yourself.
I'm an open-minded person so it's really okay for me if lady gaga is a satanist.

http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DXCvmQ2xrYDQ%26feature%3Dplayer_embedded&h=739b5

Angels and Devils - A war of two worlds

"What are angels?"

Angels are messengers. 

"Do you believe in angels?"

Yes, I believe in angels and to other worldly beings. I believe but I certainly don't have a single clue if they truly exist.

In this world that we live in, there are different kinds of creatures.

The fowls of the air...

Fishes of the sea....

But there are also creatures that really exist but nobody got any evidence.

Folklores and myths. Legends transfered from one generation to another.

"What are devils?

Fallen angels from Heaven.

"Do you believe that they exist?"

Probably yes.

Devils are also one of the creatures that people are afraid of because of the image the media has showed us.

Horns, tails, red eyes, red skin.

BLASPHEMY.

Devils just like angels are alike. They look like ordinary humans.

Devils are exiled from Heaven

The most famous devil known to the whole nation is Satan.

Satan is said to be the king of Earth.

He always get what he wants.

The WEAKNESS of the people is his weapon.

He attacks you at you're weakest point.

Your heart, your brain, your body or even your soul.

I'm not scared of devils.

As long as they're not hurting me, I'll not bother to destroy their peace.

ANGELS AND DEVILS.

which side will you take?

when the day comes that you will choose your own path just to be safe from the battle of two worlds.

CHOOSE NOW

So Sorry

I will not continue the Lania Lestrange entry because of some personal matters...I'm very sorry.


But I will start a new article....


All about mythical creatures and other supernatural beings...








Enjoy!

Lania Lestrange (part 3 - Phil Anderson)

I quickly went outside to check Phil.


As usual, he was wearing his favorite shades.


"Lania, I went to your school but you're not there so I'm wondering where are you and luckily I found you here, why didn't you go to school? You don't even answer my calls and messages, is there something wrong?" Phil said, as he locked the doors of his brand new 2010 Mazda 3, in the shade of electric blue.
He walked towards my direction. 


"I'm sorry for that, I'm sick and it's great. Dad went to the daycare center to drop Lennon, if he sees you here, oh my, you'll be dead" I told him as he leaned down to kiss my forehead.


"You're temperature is high, you need some paracetamol, do you have ant stock there of medicines? or I'll just buy you some so--


"I don't need any medicine, I just need some rest I think, some video games and internet surfing will do" I said with a huge smile on my face. I never imagined that I'll fall for a 20 year old guy.


"My strange little lady" he said and let out a soft chuckle, my favorite sound on planet Earth.


So after that visit, he went back to his father's place because he was doing a part time job there as a professional photographer, no wonder I got lots of pictures in my bedroom.


It's afternoon again, time for a little make-up practice. I'm 16 and I still don't know how to apply eye-shadows of different shades. I wish mom is here.


So after the make-up session, I look better than the last time I tried, I looked like a zombie now than a terrifying clown.


7:00 pm.
Dad went home with Terrence and Lennon. He looks so exhausted, with parchment clutched under his arms and a pen on top of his ears. 


"How are you feeling" dad asked, putting Terrence on his wooden crib.


"I'm fine dad, but I think I can't go to school tomorrow, my muscles still hurts" I said, lied rather.


That's how a strange day ends, after dinner, we'll brush our teeth, cradle Terrence until he fall asleep, read Lennon some scary fairy tales and bid my dad goodnight.


Most of all, I'll wait for Phil's call.


"Goodnight Lania, please take care of yourself, I'll drop by tomorrow, same time, have a goodnight's sleep, I love you" 


"I'll try to act normal, haha, don't worry about me, worry about yourself being kicked out the house by my dad. Goodnight, I love you too, no girls, no war."


"No girls, haha, see you lady. G'nyt."


"C'yah"


end of conversation.


I'm kinda shy in expressing my feelings to Phil.
I feel like I need to look like an emotionless statue.
What the hell?
I love him but I can't show it.
I don't even want to kiss him on the lips even if we are 11 months already.


His hazel brown eyes, bronze hair, fair skin and wicked gorgeous lips makes me wanna cry, he seems so perfect, while I'm so strange. wavy brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin, pale lips. I look like a living dead.


But he kept on telling me I'm beautiful. That's the only time I'm not pale because of the blood flowing through my cheeks. Blush.


"G'nyt mom.Thanks God."


The last lines before I fell asleep. wandering in dreamland. making the impossible, possible.


(to be continued)

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Lania Lestrange (part 2 - who wants lemonade?)

Have you ever encountered an old English saying that says:

"When life throws you lemons, make lemonade."

Probably you had, and that's really awesome.

It's another fine Sunday morning, I'm feeling fine the very moment I woke up because

no one is shouting "I want some pancakes! I need some sugar! I want some mushroom soup!"

Nobody does, because today, I'm sick.

It's the moment I've been waiting for, being sick because of stress and too much boredom.

Every time I got sick, my dad usually spend his entire day at Aunt Dora's house, it's just across the lot. He would bring Terrence there (my baby brother) and take Lennon to a daycare center (my 4 yr. old brother).

"wow" is the right word for an event as weird as this.

Today, I'm gonna make my own soup, my own pancakes and make lemonade, that's what I always do.

My life's lemon is the death of my mother, my lemonade for that event is to move on.

Life always throws different lemons at me. Large lemons, little lemons, strong lemons and even rotten lemons, that's why I always end up with weird lemonades.

Tomorrow will be a fine day also because I'm still sick, too bad if my fever cool down..tsk tsk..

Up to this day, I'm still wondering what is the purpose of a 16 year old female teenager.

Weird thoughts always runs in my mind, should I rebel? should I runaway?

"Nah, forget it, just continue being strange"

That's what my brain always tell me but...

"Do what it takes just to be happy and contented"

That's what my heart struggled to say.

Being the only girl in our family seems a good way to go.

No one will ask me how should I disposed my napkin or how to apply make-up etc..

Oh, by the way, dad finally discovered George Willington's underwear brand! Isn't that amazing?

Blah Blah Blah.

Making scoops about people, oh how I wish dad will find a better job than to snoop inside a stranger's house and jot down everything he sees.

I wish I'll grow up faster, so I can show the world that I'm not the strange little girl they used to know.

I want to show them that even without my mom, we can survived, we can be rich just like the famous people now.

"Lania! Lania! come out!"

I quickly went out because that voice is what I've been longing to hear, the voice of

Phil Anderson. My partner in crime, my boyfriend. Gulp.

(to be continued)

Lania Lestrange (part 1 - Who Am I?)

"Strange"

That's what I always hear, that's what they always say.

In school, I never gained confidence, been pushed around by anybody and that makes me look stupid.

In Algebra, I always answered the correct formulas but my teacher always thought that I'm the Know-It-All type. I don't know what's the problem, is it me? or is it them? or is it the ghost at my auntie's cupboard? haha, nevertheless, I'm always like this, I'm always strange.

At home, when I arrived from school, my dad always smell my hair, to check if I was smoking then tell me to make some soup for my little brother who always complain that his head hurts.

And by the way, my mom died after giving birth to her third child which is 8 months old at this moment, another mouth to feed, another headache to take.

My dad got a job yesterday, a local columnist.

He make daily scoops about people I barely know. Writing stuffs I somehow understand, he even asked me to talk to our neighbors and ask them things about "George Willington"

Well enough with that, I hate this life, I don't have a mother, I have two brothers and a father I barely talk with.

I wish someday I'll know what's my purpose in this world.

(to be continued)

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This video was taken last December 2009 and this was the first time I uploaded this stuff so just watch it and please please please, no rude comments.

This was during my father's wake in St. Peter.

My friends tried their very best to make me laugh and luckily they've succeed in doing that so thanks again guys.

hot...whew...

It's twilight time again, the clouds are getting darker outside.

Good thing it rained earlier, it's so hot at this moment, climate change bothers me.

Well, so far, so good, I'm feeling quite irritated because of the hot temperature...rain rain come again.

A Mother's Love (for mother's day)

Once there was a home, built by a mother,
Made with love and protection for her precious daughter.
They shared secrets, stories and problems,
They didn't noticed the upcoming mayhem.

Her daughter is fine, her life was cool,
But everything has changed when she was fooled,
Temptation roamed around her like a killing beast,
Waiting for her to give in and join their feast.

The mother was worried, scared and lonely,
Because she felt like she was losing her baby,
Anger filled her heart, she was about to burst,
Her eyes full of tears, she is truly hurt.

The daughter is happy, she thought she was right,
She left her mother then she's out of sight.
She closed her eyes and embraced what's wrong,
She had forgotten where she came from.

A wall has been built between the mother and daughter,
Coldness filled the air like the breeze of winter,
Happiness is gone, rebellion is in the air,
"where is my daughter, she's so unfair."

As the days passed, reality strikes the girl,
Realizing that she was fooled, she ran faster.
She's following the path her mother had left her,
Now she is lost, love from her mom is what she hunger.

Finally she found the place that once she called her home,
Watching as the leaves fall on the house that looks like a dome,
She took her first step and knock at the door,
Tears flow on her cheeks, she can't hide it anymore.

The door swung open, her mother appeared,
Her face full of sadness but there is no fear,
"I forgive you my daughter from all of your sins,
stop crying, don't apologize, my baby come in."

(This article is transfered from my previous blog site. Copying this article without permission from the author is prohibited.)

teenage pregnancy: a yes or no?

I have heard rumors that out of 10 teenage girls 7 got pregnant in their teen years, why is this happening?

Reasons of teenage pregnancy:

1. Lack of closeness with their parents

2. Keeping secrets

3. Curiosity

4. Early relationships

5. Brainwashed by bad peers

6. No parental assistance

This kind of things are the main causes of this kind of problem

Curiosity- main reason of trying new things that doesn’t give the person any good.

So to all the parents out there, always talk with your child and teach them what’s right and wrong, you never know what they’re thinking so let them understand the things they need to know, don’t let them be with bad peers so they would know their distance with them and let them ask you things that they don’t understand, always tell them stories of people that have entered a wrong path and ended up with regrets so they would know what will happen if they do bad things

but why?

what happens if I will enter the " wrong path "?

1. You will lose your self-esteem

2. Early family making can lead to poverty

3. It will not give you a good future

4. you’ll disappoint your family and friends

5. No oppurtinities awaits you

6. Unsuccessful life

do you want this to happen?

what will happen if I listen to my parents

1. A successful life

2. A perfect family

3. many oppurtunities awaits you

4. you will reach your goals

5. anything is possible when you finish with degree

but what will I do if my parents doesn’t care about me? To whom may I seek guidance?

To GOD, He will listen, as long as you have faith in Him, as long as you are on the right church, nothing will let you down if GOD is by your side, just PRAY.

so for me, teenage pregnancy is a BIG no

At long last.

Whew!

Finally I have my own blog page here...

but you can still visit my previous blog

clarafarrah.blog131.fc2.com

there you go..

gonna post some entries later..

Falala!