Since, I dunno, last week, I was too lazy to open my Multiply. Any of my accounts here on Multiply, rather. Maybe because I have nothing to post. Or Twitter has really caught my attention! Before, I can balance my blogging and my Tweeting. But now, it's all about Twitter, baby! \:D/ Even my theories, I post it there. I think Twitter's easier to manipulate. Just type and update! :))
IDK. I just love Twitter. Maybe I'll go active on Multiply again if I have something to post or whatever.
Spontaneous poetry. Don't even have a title for it. Everything by me. Czenna Achacruz.
We'll be shaking the ground.
'Til everyone is sound.
Fight pound for pound.
Serenade me announced.
Coat me with sugar.
Save me at war.
Fly me to Mars.
Get down with me for hours.
Stop the clock.
Get the lock.
Rock my socks.
Forget about Barack.
I'm hot as hell.
Living in the chapel.
Descendant of Gregor Mendel.
I can hear St. Petersburg's bells.
Thanks for reading!! :D comment about your coments. :))
I shared in class earlier the meaning I gave to the word "Perfect".
Perfect for me is when you are contented with something.�
For example, Alexander The Great. If the Greeks thought he was perfect and we don't, that means they are contented with his beauty. Because people have different perspectives in life. Some of you like it, some don't. If you say that's perfect and I don't, well, you are contented with it and don't want any changes.
For short, Perfect is when you are satisfied with something. Nothing is created with all beauty right? But if you find nothing wrong with it, honey, that's PERFECT. \m/
