"She looks exactly like her. Those eyes, that nose, those cheeks, those lips, those arms and legs, and even her curves. They were on the right places. But the sad part.. she only got the looks. Not the insides. But somehow.. I feel connected to her. Can I steal a kiss.. just one last time?" - Patrick Rivero.

"Ang normal na tao.. ninanakawan ng pera, cellphone, wallet, ipods, laptops, pagkain, inumin at iba pa. I guess I'm not normal kasi ang ninanakaw sakin... sulyap, attention at mga halik." -Ella Chandria Dimalanta

Pentium Academy ay isang academy para sa mga "elites" o mga taong napaka-tatalino kaya napakahirap makapasok dito pero hindi alam ng mga tao ang pentium academy ay para sa mga taong may "special ablitiy " pero papaano na lang kung ang isang normal na tao ay makapasok sa pentium academy ng di niya alam magiging normal pa kaya ang buhay niya o hindi na???? BASAHIN NATIN ITO!! :D

There is someone that you can't get them out of your mind. It's either they are special or you love them....

This is an old story posted 2years ago under account STARJN Many want me to repost it.. One shot story That will tell you that love is unexpected And it's worthy to wait someone you Really love

I'm standing at the verge of sanity Whispering my cries for you to Hear This heart is now rive into two Continuing dying since the day I lose you "Hindi ko matangap kung bakit niya Ako iniwan ang ginawa ko lang ang mahalin siya, nakakainis ka naman Lord ehh ang unfair mo! Super unfair mo mabait naman Ako pero bakit pinaparusahan mo ko ng ganito" I keep shouting this lines above. I just lay on the grass while looking above "Yammy mahal na mahal kita" "Talaga mahal mo ko" nagkukurutan kami sa classroom habang nagklaklase ang teacher namin makatabi kami ng seats ng boyfriend ko kinurot ko siya ng malakas kaya napa sigaw siya "Yes, Mr. maguuwian na tama na yang kasweetan niyo ? " ung teacher namin parang Halimaw makapagreact masungit kase teacher ba naman sa History eh. Matandang binata pa. Biglang may sinabi naman itong katabi ko "Sir last na toh , I love you girlfriend " at naghiyawan ang buong clAssroom napatingin Ako uli sa langit na paiyak

Sa isang pag kakataon ang tahimik mong buhay naging magulo dahil lang sa isang pag kakamali pagkakamaling magdadala sayo ng kasikatan tatangapin mo ba.... ? si honey napzel isang babaeng masayahin ngunit may mga problema din may mga bestfriend na ng papagulo ng buhay niya... dahil ang sa isang pagkakamali sa pag vote sa online.. masasali sa buhay ng mga superstar... masasabi niya kaya ang katagang "MY PRINCE IS A SUPERSTAR"

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When you're the Volturi's secretary, your greatest challenge is staying alive. After accepting the position, one woman decides that she will do whatever it takes to survive. But the longer she stays, the deeper she sinks. Once you're in, there's no getting out. --- After getting caught trying to loot Volterra's city hall, Dahlia finds herself sitting before Aro, a peculiar man with blood-red eyes and skin as cold as death. Instead of turning her over to the police, he offers her a job as his secretary, and Dahlia hesitantly accepts. As she gets comfortable, however, Dahlia grows suspicious of her new employer and his staff. What secrets are they hiding? And what happened to the secretary before her? Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I do not claim any ownership over them or the world of Twilight.

I am use to as being introduce as the “smart one”, or being referred as “wait you are the triplet because you don’t look like your siblings. This is actually translated in the English Dictionary as you aren't the athletic or the social one. Wait you can’t be their siblings because you are pretty...wait for it...ugly. Really I was used to being ignored and staying in the shadows of my siblings until when one person introduced me as the “unique, one of kind, triplet.” It wasn’t supposed to be love. It wasn’t supposed to turn into anything. It was just supposed to be my hormones jumping all over the place, but I realized that it’s not hormones. It’s love. This isn’t a cliché bad boy and geeky girl. This is about two black sheep’s or social outcasts if you prefer the more technical term having each other’s backs.