::Anyone interested in my little love story of how me and her got together?
Well its something a few years back so here you go
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"This is Jean," Ken introduced to Eason.
"She's the one with the comics that I always borrow from, you can ask her for some if you like."
Another tall one... Eason thought as he looked at Jean.
Tall, lanky and tanned, Jean was also high pitched which irritated Eason abit since both of them were in Secondary One.
After thier first meeting both Jean and Eason hated each other's guts since Eason felt that Jean was irritatingly high pitched and Eason was annoyingly talkative.
Eason procceded in annoying Jean by pulling her ponytail everywhere he met her.
Both of them hated each other so much that they ignored each other for the next 2 years till they were in Sec 3 when thier friend called Xiao En.
Before that Jean and her best friend Yuki would avoid Eason with all effort while Eason would do the same.
Xiao En at that time dated Eason and after two weeks they broke up and caused Xiao En to hate him for half a year.
But because of her thier relation improved abit and they stopped being enemies but still avoided each other.
At the start of Sec 3 where I sidetracked abit the two of them started to act as closer friends and almost to the point as guardians with another two friends called Kane and Victoria.
Because of this they got closer together.
One day when Xiao En had casued Jean to cry. Eason called her to try to comfort her.
From that day on something happened in Eason which made him want to get closer to her even more.He didn't know what it was but it just felt right to tell her more about himself and let her into his heart and mind.
After that when a friend of thiers started to date Jean , Ben, Eason got angry but couldn't understand why but he just felt angry.
Slowly another friend called Kenny like her and chased her. Eason felt irritated but couldn't do or say anything.
Still he was confused about somethings in his life.
After that out of the blue Eason would always ask Jean to join him on walks and lunch.
Slowly but surely the two became very close friends.
And after another friend appeard who was named Rick.
Eason felt worried about what Jean might go with Rick and he gave her alot of clues about which girl he truly liked.
Jean being a smart girl was able to guess it was her but yet did no admit it as she was afraid she might have been wrong.
Eason then confessed and they became together.
And a month and 2 days later this story is up.
Written by a close friend called Edward.
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For those who know me
You know who are the ones inside the story
Anyways any needing of change in the story just ring me up
--- Ellumic Signing Off --

Cause I want to::

.:Fireport blogged on 9:06 PM:.
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::Remember when i promised to put up my compo.
Yeah this is the post.
There was no title to it originally.
But i decided to give it a title.
It's called "The Old Man"
It is my first sucessful story so here goes
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"I will never see them again," the old man thought. He could feel it in his bones as he laid on his bed that the end was near. He turned his head and saw that dawn was breaking. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked around his room. His gaze fell fondly on his wife and grown up children as he started to reminisce about the past.

He still remebered the day he met his wife all those years ago. He was having supper at a twenty-four-hour cafe when a young lady slipped on a puddle of water and spilled a whole pot of coffee on his lap. Being the hotshot pilot he was, he would have blown his top, but that night, for some reason, their eyes met and he just could not utter a word. The young waitress apologized profusely as his eyes took in her beauty, "Can I have your number?" he blurted. The waitress turned pink in the face and gave him the number. He spent the rest of the night waiting for her shift to end so that he could offer to drive her home, and that was when it all began.

Turning his attention from his still beautiful wife to his grown up son, he smiled as he recalled reciving a message from his wife that she was in labour just as he had got off his jet. He had sped to the hospital with his Alfa Romeo. He could still remember the police officer who stopped him and gave him a ticket for speeding. The officer would turn out to be a lifelong friend and his children's godfather. He had stepped in to the room just as his wife gave the last agonizing push and he saw his perfect newborn son. He jumped with joy and caused a ruckus as he shouted his happiness only to be shushed by his wife and a nurse.

The old man turned again and looked at his daughter with her highlighted hair and piercings. He looked adown at his own navel piercing as he remembered the day his daughter got her degree and decided to have a bit of fun. She had asked for monet to get tattoos and piercings but he had other plans. He drove her down to the tatoo parlour and the both of them got father-and-daughter navel rings. Sure, he was not at all that enthusiastic about getting himself pierced but the look on his daughter's face was reward enough for all the pain he had endured for that one little ring in his navel.

He looked at his family again. He had been blessed during his life on earth, he had lived a fulfilliung life and had no regrets. He smiled as he slowly fell into a peaceful sleep from which he never woke.

There were no tears at his funeral even though his family and friends missed him. They could only smile as they knew he had passed on as a happy man.

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Yeah there it is
Oh and today
Is my first month with her
yeah I'm happy
And i want to spend more months and years with her
yeah
haha
I love you Rainie <3
----- Ellumic Signing Off -----

Cause I want to::

.:Fireport blogged on 9:08 PM:.
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::Beware the stare of Mary Shaw
She had no children, only dolls
And if you see her in your dreams
Be sure you never, ever scream

This is the poem from the show Dead Silence
Just watched it
Rocks but its haunting::

.:Fireport blogged on 11:35 PM:.

::You know what
I just made two mistakes today
and i won't elaborate.
But guys out there.
Ever had a day you made your girl angry and dissapointed at you within an hour?
Yep you guessed it.
Anyways after talking with her then i found out why.
I regret my actions but what I've done can't be undone.
Sometimes it just sucks to be a guy
I mean we do things on impulse.
we don't think too
So yeah Guys do suck sometimes
Its not the girl's fault guys
Its YOURS!!!!
LIke today it was mine.
Anyways On a lighter note.
My story got into the school year book
Yeah
I'm gonna start posting some on my blog
I'd be posting that one the moment i get a copy
It should be bout the old man dying.
I wanna be like that old man
Live life to the full
and live with her all the way
Her
I don't mean other hers
Or someother her
I really mean HER
Yes people
HER
If you don't know who it is
Check my post from this few weeks
or rather this month
YOu'll know which HER
I'm talking
About
So Yeah Thats about it
Cya soon peeps
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Cause I wanna::

.:Fireport blogged on 11:05 PM:.
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::It seems people I know around me are thanking people haha
So yes thanks to all the people Who helped me and stuff
Specially to my gf and sponser.
To my boss
The Big GR.
My parents
Sunny
and stuff.
Mapling is ok
sorta
might continue
no idea
So yeah
I'll continue now
Cya
Goku Rocks!!!!::

.:Fireport blogged on 11:34 PM:.
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::A backstabber is sometimes to be pittied
Cause sometimes they can be dissapointing.
So saddening::

.:Fireport blogged on 10:00 PM:.
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::How long does it take for someone to forget another....
Eternity can sound long enough but too long for me.....
Why is it when others feel sorrow i just shut off my emotions to not feel at all....
Yet when it comes to remembering the forgotten i treat them like the ones i knew all along...
Love is giving and taking...
Am I asking too much...
Or am I taking too much too fast...
Time...
The one luxury I don't have is catching up to me...
Symptoms are showing...
But the signs of the time isn't...
I hope that special someone keeps his end of the deal...
I love her with all my heart...
Yet sometimes i'm confused about how she feels...
I trust her...
But i don't trust myself to be strong enough to have her stay if he ever comes back...
which might and might not happen...
I've seen enough in this lifetime to be called an old timer...
I've seen people die because of love...
And people who do not give up on live because of love...
I may be close to insanity now...
I may not...
But death lingers ever so near with each passing day...
Every day without seeing her is becoming like a trial of patience...
Something i must learn...
If she ever reads this...
Which i think she will...
I don't know...
Maybe she might decide I'm not good enough and leave...
Despite our promises to each other...
But yet something in me tells me that she won't leave...
I know she still thinks of him...
I know she still misses him...
I know he doesn't care...
She knows it too I think...
But he...
He who has made her cry...
Made her hurt...
Will never know what he destroyed when he left her...
Like L4rg0 said...
Your damaged but not broken...
Rainie...
Your just hurt but you can recover...
Let me be the one to help you....
If you would...
I will do my best to change all the wrongs into rights..
All the darkness into light...
I can't do without you...
He doesn't deserve your sorrow or whatever girl he holds in his hands...
He doesn't deserve your lingering thoughts...
I think if he felt guilt he would have apologized...
Or atleast kept as friends...
I might not know all that has passed...
But all I know...
Is that I want her to be happy again...
I want her to smile...
I want her to be able to laugh...
To breath freely without him in her thoughts..
I'd do all that...
I'd do anything to help her do that...
If my life was the price to pay...
Heavy as it may...
I will pay it...
I love you Rainie...
Do you love me too?::

.:Fireport blogged on 5:20 PM:.

::I'll be changing my blog theme from "The Irratic Nature to the Human mind" to "Rants from the grouchy old man" or something like that.
Yes i get it
I know my post are more like rants
and yes they are meant to be like that
I have not much to say in blog post.
and if you think you know me from just my post alone
Your dead wrong.
My post bring you to the surface but not underneath.
To go underneath you gotta be a friend.
Someone i trust at least 30%.
So these are the levels of trust i put in people
Aquintences/People i just met - 20%
Friends- 30%(I'll let you in abit but its to the front door)
Close friends/Family - 60%(sad but true even my own family doesn't know the whole truth of me)
Girlfriend/Life long friends - 90%(Yeah even them i don't trust fully yet... Life long friends should know most of me but not all of me. I have too many dark secrets to be truely understood without a doubt.)
The Special One/ The One I'd call my Brother(Really like brother)- 100%( Special one as in my wife and brother as in the guy who is always there really there for me through thick and thin the one i can say " We ride together We die together Bad Boys for life" to without worrying)

So yeah changing my theme.
As for the Song?
I'll keep it there till I can think of a better one::

.:Fireport blogged on 6:54 AM:.
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::Hey guys sorry for my ultra late updates and such
yes I'm back to my old style of laziness
And the way i type updates
its almost irritating sometimes
but guys
Think about it I use proper english right????
Better then those l337 noobs or those who speak liek +h15
so yeah
LIVE WITH IT NIGGAS CHINKS MADS INDIANS AND WHITE TRASHES
yeah I'm abit racist
but still ATLEAST I MENTION ALL THE RACES I KNOW
EVEN MY OWN
I'M A CHINK SHOOT ME!!!!!
lol
jkjk
I dislike racism
I find it primitive
lalala
Oh i got a new gf
Visit her link at Rainie <3 ^_^
yeah that one
see
I'm happy she's with me
You punk asses
crazy people my imaginary audience
Yes especially you over there with the Goku Hair and that one with the pet zombie.
Anyways
yeah
Life's been the same old same old
with the exception of a wonderful girlfriend.
Lest i forget
I'm making a magazine called MASH
It stands for Music Art and faSHion
Yes there will be movie reviews and others too
Send in your art work to me and such
yeah
I love you guys
and I love you my dearest
In my heart you stay
Never locked away
for your my brightest star
even in the brightest day.
lol
A little poetry from the Insane one
so yeah thats it
--- Ellumic Signing Out ---

Cause I'm me::

.:Fireport blogged on 5:33 PM:.
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