“AbuSE iS A CurSE”

            Faces of Poverty cease my forward, as I walk along the economically-unfriendly roads of squatter’s area. I had seen children, who had not met the “real world” yet about age 6 to 14 breathing rugby through their noses; I had seen unemployed, lazy people drinking their “favorite” beers every night; as if, they do not feel the world as it goes on; I had seen cigarette smokers as they pollute the air at the dark corners of the road every now and then. There has been an alarming increase in substance abuse not only in adults but also in mere teenagers. This isn’t just a problem to be solved by the government alone or rich businessmen, rather a problem to be solved by everyone because we, ourselves cause such problem, either directly or indirectly. Substance abuse should be prevented, ceased and destroyed.

                   Substance abuse is the misuse of substances, and drug abuse is one of the prevailing. The regular or excessive usage of which will cause the so called “drug dependence”; wherein, people under the influence of drug dependence develops a compulsion to continue taking a drug. Drug dependence may cause either or both psychic or physical effects.                                                 

PrEvENtiON iS AlWayS bETteR thAn CuRE….

           Strong bond in families could help prevent drug abuse. Family members should educate each other on what are the proper usage of drugs, the bad effects when overused and always check their daily activities; straighten their belief and bad habits.

           Be a role model for other people; be someone that everyone would want to be. Never let any obstacle in your life hinder your forward to the right path, and never let it change you into someone you would never want to be.

          Always remember you are not alone in the world. Always remember that there are plenty of solutions to a problem. Always remember that not only your future is on your hands, but also future of your next generation.

LaTEsT InFOs….

     Older Adults & Substance Use: New Data Highlight Concerns

By Kristin Blank

In 2006, 41 million adults age 50 and older drank alcohol in the past month, 19 million used tobacco—mostly cigarettes—and 2.2 million used illicit drugs, according to data from SAMHSA’s National Survey on Drug Use and Health (NSDUH).

“The ‘baby boomer’ cohort—people born from 1946 to 1964—is the first in U.S. history with a majority having used illicit drugs sometime in their lives,” said Joseph C. Gfroerer, Director of the Division of Population Surveys at SAMHSA’s Office of Applied Studies (OAS). “As a result, we expect an increase in substance abuse among older adults.”

Of the 2.2 million adults age 50 and older who used illicit drugs in the past month, 54 percent of them used only marijuana; 28 percent used only prescription drugs nonmedically; and 17 percent used a different illicit drug, such as cocaine.

According to 2004 to 2007 data, some factors are associated with elevated rates of past-year illicit drug use among adults age 50 to 59. These factors include being male, being unmarried, initiating use at an early age, and having experienced depression, alcohol use, and tobacco use in the past year.

Abuse and Dependence

In 2006, 3.2 million older adults (3.6 percent of population) had a substance use disorder, said Mr. Gfroerer. Of these, 83 percent (2.6 million) had only an alcohol use disorder, 12 percent had only an illicit drug disorder, and 5 percent had both alcohol and illicit drug use disorders. A recent OAS study projected that the number of older adults with a substance use disorder will increase to 5.7 million by 2020, Mr. Gfroerer added.

Data from 2002 to 2006 show that each year, on average, 139,000 adults age 50 and older abused or were dependent on marijuana; 131,000 abused or were dependent on cocaine; and 120,000 abused or were dependent on pain relievers.

Are these people seeking treatment? Not in droves, according to 2005 to 2006 data, which show that 83 percent of the 3.2 million adults age 50 and older who needed treatment—a need based on standard criteria—felt no need for treatment and did not seek help. Eleven percent received treatment, and 6 percent felt a need for treatment but did not receive it.

Special Concerns

Some special concerns arise when surveying older adults, said Mr. Gfroerer. This age group displays a 69-percent response rate in NSDUH, which is lower than for younger populations. Older adults may ignore the survey out of concern about scams, or they may not see drug use as something that demands attention.

Treatment Stats

Treatment Episode Data Set (TEDS) data relay important facts about treatment admissions of older adults. “Despite long-standing substance use, many older admissions have not been in treatment before,” said Deborah H. Trunzo, DASIS Team Leader at OAS.

In 2006, data show that adults age 50 and older who entered treatment for the first time displayed the following median duration of use of their primary substance:

• Alcohol only: 38 years

   

• Alcohol and another drug: 37 years

   

• Marijuana: 35 years

   

• Heroin: 34 years.

   

The peak years of first use of alcohol, heroin, and marijuana for admissions age 50 and older were 1969 to 1971. For cocaine, the peak year of initiating use was 1986, and for narcotic analgesics, it was 2004.

Teen Drinkers Often Intend to Get Drunk, Survey Finds
August 26, 2009

News Feature
by Bob Curley

Most teens are not regular drinkers, but those who do drink on a monthly basis are frequently imbibing in order to get drunk, according to a major finding of the 2009 Teen Survey released today from The National Center on Addiction and Substance Abuse (CASA*) at Columbia University.

About one in three U.S. 12- to 17-year-olds taking part in the National Survey of American Attitudes on Substance Abuse XIV said they had previously consumed alcohol, and of these about one in four said they had a drink within the previous 30 days. Among those who had used alcohol in their lifetime, 17 percent said they usually drank to get drunk, compared to 68 percent who said that getting intoxicated was not usually their intent.

However, one-third of teens who were monthly drinkers said that they typically drank to get drunk, and 65 percent said they had gotten drunk at least once during the past month. Further, about one-third of monthly drinkers who didn't intend to get drunk wound up getting intoxicated, anyway, according to researchers.

"The most important finding to come out of this survey for parents is that if your teen drinks monthly, odds are your teen gets drunk monthly, too," said CASA founder and chairman Joseph A. Califano Jr.

WHaT iS iT FoR yOU?...

             Poverty isn’t a reason why people should abuse substances. If poverty is used as a reason, I would answer “why not you do something about it? But never use such substances.”  People who beg for food and money, even though they are physically healthy and even looked physically productive are just lazy people. Drugs is not a solution to a problem rather it is a wrong answer going to a deeper problem; a problem more difficult to be solved.

               “CaMpAiGN tO CeASe DrUG AbuSE ……

                                                  CaMpAiGN FoR A BetTeR FuTUrE..”

                   “I aM a FiSH”        

                                        By: F.J.H.B

                         “I am a fish whose mind could never be found at bodies of water rather flies up in the sky”                                                                                                                Quote by: me! Yay...

                         The line I have above should never be taken literally. The meaning of which is as deep as the deep blue sea and as “high” as a drug addict. Jk lol.

                          Born on February 26, 1993, I got Pisces as my zodiac sign. I never took any regard or notice about this until I read about Pisces characteristics in the internet. Most of the descriptions told here are almost like describing me. So, I pursued on finding more about the Pisceans.

            DiD YoU KnOW?             

MoRE AbOUT uS?

              “It's a pair of Fish that represents Pisceans, a symbol which prompts others to suggest that these people 'go with the flow' and 'don't make waves.' Both of these labels are true, since Pisceans are fluid and easy-going, in keeping with the Mutable Quality assigned to this Sign. The fact that two fish (as opposed to one) represent the members of this Sign also speaks to the duality of Pisceans, their yin and yang sensibility. Pisceans alternate between reality and non-reality in keeping with their introspective natures; their voyage between consciousness and an unconscious dream state says much about their intuitive, almost psychic natures. For this reason, Pisceans can be hard to pin down, prompting some to call them the chameleons of the Zodiac. The Fish are happy to be considered hazy, since there's a certain sense of safety in that self-proclaimed netherworld. That said, they won't stay away for long, since one of their primary goals is to help others. Pisceans are compassionate, charitable and will quickly put the needs of others ahead of their own. It's this kind of self-sacrifice which keeps these folks going. The flip side to their giving natures is that oft-timid Fish are likely to be taken advantage of by less well-meaning souls.”      

                                                                                    From: http://www.astrology.com/allaboutyou/sunsigns/pisces.html

                “The duality of the Pisces personality is best described as a constant ebb and flow, back and forth, straddling the physical, material world and the ethereal, divine realm where Pisces vivid imagination, powerful intuition and creative daydreaming feel like home.”

                “Pisces are sensitive, humane and often idealistic. People born under this sign react emotionally to everything making them compassionate and sensitive to those around them. Rather than taking an analytical approach to life, Pisces react to the feelings of others and as a result can be very influential when they choose to be. In the right situation a Pisces can be capable of incredible deeds. The positive nature of a Pisces and the fact that they are tuned into the feelings of others makes them socially popular.”

                                                                                   From:  http://www.pisces.com/

On my own viewpoint…

               They say that Pisceans can satisfy themselves in the dream world, making them seemingly lazy, sleepy and most of the time, like a loner…just in a corner. I myself is like this, usually I don’t pay much attention in the outside world when I’m thinking of something else, but I don’t think I am a loner or something because loneliness is caused by undesired relationship to others, but with me I feel happy the way it is. But I would rather go to a company when there is an available one.

                Imaginative and creative, I agree. Like others, I’m a thinker and usually I make weird decisions on my self like which way to go. Most of the time, even easy questions are answered for a few questions because I still argue in myself, whether if it is right or wrong before I finally answer.

                Humane…I don’t know about this, but I’m an animal-lover xd. Influential…well, I don’t know either. Maybe I should ask my friends, may I ask you? Lol jk

                Idealistic, yup I’m full of ideals in life, principles worth-taking and worth-fighting. When your ideal is different from mine, then we would have a “hot” and “cool” debate. I usually don’t accept defeat! If you made me angry, I would go in rage. P.S. I am not that sensitive but I do notice leaves falling from trees and I could know what someone feels through observing him. Most of the time, I write or draw or something while looking at people but mostly distracted by my imagination and the outside world hehe.

          Wow..I discovered that there are plenty of famous people born under the pisces sign like these people:

         Nicolaus Copernicus (February 28, 1473)             
   Polish Astronomer, 'Father of Modern Astronomy'

      Michaelangelo Buonarroti (March 15, 1475)
   Italian Master Painter, Sculptor

Michel de Montaigne (February 28, 1533)
   French Author, Essayist, "Not being able to govern events, I govern myself."

George Washington (February 22, 1732)
   American Revolutionary Leader, First President of the United States

James Madison (March 16, 1751)
   Foruth President of the United States

Andrew Jackson (March 15, 1767)
                                                 Seventh President of the United States                                                                                 

Victor Hugo (February 26, 1802)
   French Author: Les Misérables; Notre-Dame de Paris

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (March 3, 1806)
                                                            English Poet, Sonnets from the Portuguese                                                         

Albert Einstein (March 14, 1879)
                      German Physicist; 'E=MC2'                           

  Jane Goodall (March 4, 1934)
       Anthropologist, Primatologist, Author, Animal Welfare Advocate
  

     Yuri Gagarin (March 9, 1934)
                                         Russian Cosmonaut, First Human in Space, First to Orbit the Earth                                                          

    Lea Salonga (February 22, 1971)
               Philippine Vocalist, Actress, Miss Saigon                

Quotes Made by some Pisceans!

                                  "Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem.  The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream."                                                                                                                                                                                                                     —Michel de Montaigne, born February 28, 1533

                                   "Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved."
                                                                  —Victor Hugo, born February 26, 1802

                                  "It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer."
                                                                —Albert Einstein, born March 14, 1879

                          Thankz For Reading Guyz, most especially girls! Anyway, I hope you gained new information hehe……..Proud Piscean here! Let me ask you …what zodiac sign are you in? Your traits? And birthdays? TY... :)

           Dark Diary: The Abandoned Mansion

                                                  By: F.J.H.B

                             Fear Had come and shall you be...the story was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's horror story and Death Note. If you liked my story, then you had not read it, if you say plz no more then you read it...hehe...Start the journey to the depths of your heart...

                          It wasn't because of the fact that light seemingly doesn't pass through the dark clouds above it, nor the fact of the maze-like garden of thick, dark grasses which makes no exit, nor the fact that evil-looking hawks and blood-thirsty bats dominated the sky, nor the fact of the drooling wolves just around it, nor the fact that it was once a cemetery that stood there, but it was because of the fact that a tragic murder occur there 50 years ago which was believed to be a doing of a "curse". A curse until today unknown...and shall never be disturbed again...or thought to be so...                  

                          I believe that when a very good thing just happened so suddenly without perspiring any is a sign of near lost. That happened to me. The bargain I took was not a sudden luck but a planned one-way-ticket to doom.
 
                             

                        I grabbed the silver door knob with my sweaty and trembling  hands. Slowly, i turned it and then I opened the door wide open. Inside was muted darkness which made me deaf and blind. I looked from left to right and back and forth, when suddenly something moved inside. My heart was saying "run and get out of this place" but my body doesn't coordinate no more instead my eyes searched the source....or just maybe...maybe...Then a strange sound was coming from the deep darkness, coming toward me. A sound of a chained "thing", cling-clang-cling-clang...my heart pumped 5 times faster than that chain sounds. When my body finally came into its sense, I was ready to run out from the hell I'm in. Someone or something grabbed my shoulder from my back which shocked me and made me shout so loud like a girl screaming from rats or something. I turned at my back in a flash but it was not expected. This something asked " are you ok, sir? and I realized it was just the care-taker of the antique mansion. This so antique mansion is so antique that even antique buyers won't dare buy. As I looked back inside, the chained thing was no more to be found..It disappeared.

                           Blood was running so wild inside of me. I could even hear my breathe as it goes out and in my body and even every single beat of my heart. Trembled and frozen, i wasn't able to talk normally with the caretaker. With so much load of fear inside of me, I just walked away from the abandoned mansion without saying a thing. My first day was frightening and that place gave me the chills.

                          "Put the lights on everything, let there be light and electricity on every corner of this mansion!". These were the orders I gave to the repairmen and workers. The howling holes were covered with new lumber straight from Philippines and I also ordered red luxurious curtains, red elegant carpet, beautifully arranged flowers and new furniture. i got a cloth and putted varnish on it; I wiped the furniture like a servant whose lord is a furniture. I didn't know why red became the sole color but something told me so...inside my head...It was break time when someone said "Nice color..put designs..put things more devilish" coming from nowhere, but i do not know who it is..I looked all around me, thinking it was one of the workers but i found no one else besides myself. It talked again and this time, loud and clear. I realized he was talking to my mind directly and so, with my heart bumping fast again I shouted on top of my voice asking "Who are you? What do you need from me?" but he hadn't replied for a long time until...I heard voices coming out from everywhere; from the walls of the mansions, the aged ceiling and even the floor where i was standing on. "waaaa" shouts of pain and agony. Those what comprises the louder voices, laughing sounds and orders are coming from the other. It was like demons enslaving souls for eternal work. My head was full of it, and i never thought of surviving from that place but someone talked from my behind..someone I was not expecting but someone to be glad of. It was the caretaker whom I left yesterday. I Looked at him with his innocent face and thinking-I-am-Crazy look and told him "I'm so glad!" The sounds of slaves had vanished and so, I thanked him so much. I tried to "bless" him for what he had done for me, but he didn't accept any of my gifts. Life must go on and that is what I'll do next time I will meet this voice...the next time would be the last time...

                         All the preparations I made is for my upcoming 18th birthday and i already called my visitors. three days before my birthday, I woke up in the midnight not because I was feeling fear for myself, but because of the ever disturbing howls of the wolves, and knocking bats at my window, and also the noisy wings of the hawks. They were even more active at night....one thing is missing....a vampire. In my head was the mystery of this mansion and I wanted to know more about it..whatever it may take me. I walked the narrow, dark hallway with a candle in my "already" trembling hand. I had foreseen what would happen to me...death. I passed by a supposed-to-be-empty wall, but I was surprised and terrified when a door was there. Not only the door was NEVER there before, but also it has golden knobs, medieval materials and everything.....but the worst is that it has devilish marks on it...Marks no one at the present time could ever explain...One thing is just needed to be done, to enter and surpirse myself of the reality of what i am in. Before i could touch the knob of the "mysterious" door, i heard the chains...the chained "thing" is inside..I know its waiting for me....planning to kill me..

                         I was getting sweatier not because of the heat but because of the curiousity building up.......Absent-mindedly, I mistakenly opened the door. Slowly, it opened but my heart sighed when there was nothing there except for a book in a star symbol with 3 candles around it. Dark, no title and mysterious..the way i see it, It looked like a black magic book. Someone or something talked and said "Oh it is you again". The voice is the same as the voice I heard during the break time but  I still do not where it came from..darkness blinded my eyes again. Soon I realized, the one talking was actually the book. I was feeling death..and death shall it be. It said " Do you want your dreams and desire to come true? then he said to turn a page in him and put my right hand. My mind didn't refused...no doubts, i putted my hands on it...I was like hypnotised......or being controlled. the whole book was blank, it was total emptiness, but after i had put my hands..words came out and soon i realized...It is totally weird. i do not know what is going on. As the books closes..the candle blew out and I knew something will happen. I ran toward the exit with full speed and whole heart falling from my body...but before i realized as i ran toward it...it goes further..and further away..."cling-clang-cling-clang"..the chained "thing" is here. I looked at it...it was a humangous fatty guy with tattoes and scars allover him. He grabbed me and lifted me up like i was a rock; wherein, i would be thrown away. I can't breathe o more when he finally gripped his body to mine. My eyes blurry and i knew...i was going to die. I had fainted before knowing If I died....but one thing is for sure...death shall come today or tomorrow.

                             I woke up. I shouted as loud as I can when someone is coming near and I could hear its footsteps. It went to assist me and when I looked at her..she had a bone face..no eyes but worms were coming out from the holes of his face. I closed my eyes..and then it said "Sir? are you ok?". I looked at it again and this time, I saw a maiden.  Soft and comfortable...I realized I was lying on my bed and the maiden was my new maid. My back was all wet but the reality of what happened last night could never be erased in my mind no more. Unless I will get an amnesia. The maiden went off when I told her that I'm ok but in deep I am not...

                              My heart was at a sigh when I thought that what happened last night was just a nightmare to forgot but I was wrong. My hands crawled down my pillows and I knew the nightmare is a reality. I dropped it...the book of darkness, the book that talked....I was shocked with my whole body trembling. I expected it to talk but it never did. I knew what i should do to the book...to throw it and should never be found again. So, I did. From my window, I threw the book with all my strength. This shall end my nightmares when I'm awake but soon....I would realize it would just make the whole situation worsen.

                          Today is my 18th birthday and so far,everything was according to plan. For the last few days, the voice of the demon is never heard again nor weirdness coming out from nowhere. I thought it was gone for sure..but I was wrong. My visitors came with happy faces. I first met with my family who seems a bit strange not because they seem strangers to me but because they could only give their smile everytime I talk.  My 3 best friends came too. We went to a private room but my family was left behind to attend to my other visitors.

                            I was sweating. I knew something is going on...and it is giving me the chills again. I tried to converse normally with my best friends but I am getting distracted by my surroundings..thinking something might attack us anytime. One of my best friend, Jorge asked me if he could go to the kitchen to "test taste" our prepared foods because it totally taking time. I shouted at first but soon I calmed..fear is in me but I don't want to make them panic.

                           After sometime, my other best friend named Far-seeing got an emergency and will go home early. I was relieved for her but I never knew what would happen next to her. Then, my last best friend left, Bury said he'll just "water" the plants outside. I was left there..with all my best friend out there somewhere.

                             I heard some noises outside, with my instinct telling me to get something cuz I'll bring something down, I grabbed a hard thick metal. Boom! something jumped and clashed my window..but even though I was expecting that..I wasn't expecting that the "something" that would come.... is a decaying body. The smell itself was deadly..worms squirting out of his body and abnormal body movements made me tremble in fear and almost wasn't able to wield my mighty weapon against it. Bang, in one hit its head was separated from his body.

                             Meanwhile without me knowing it, Jorge who went to the kitchen couldn't find anyone there. He tried to search someone but..empty. "I thought the birthday boy hired some new chefs." he said to himself but then he saw something was being cooked at the corner. He slowly went near it..and tried to look inside. Seeing a spoon at a corner, he took a sip from the soup....but it tasted bad. "Wth, are they trying to feed us pig feeds or something?" Then he noticed red fluids all over the place. He looked some more at the corners...and shocked him. He saw chefs lying on the floor...cold and not breathing. Trembled in fear, He looked much deeper at the soup and finally he saw, a head of one of the visitors. As he is about to shout for help, something pushed down his head toward the boiling soup. His head was being cooked directly the boiling soup alive. He could feel the hellish burns he was getting and he was out-of-his-mind with all the pain when the person pulled him back. Jorge saw the face, It was his best friend's father. The Father dragged Jorge to a cutting board and took a knife. With the always smiling face on him, he cutted the left arm of Jorge...then the right...then the left foot and then the right foot. Blood was spilled all over..Jorge cried until he finally died.

                             Far-Seeing was rushing out of the place but with confidence. The Ever maze-like garden and road became much thicker and darker. He ceased his forward when the entrance was nowhere to be found. He turned at his back but the road where he came from disappeared instead tall grasses stumbled upon him. He was in fear and couldn't believe what is happening. Until he planned to call his father through a CP. It rang and someone answered it..thinking it was his father, Far-seeing asked " How is mother? is she ok?." Silence answered him back...then noises were heard...gun shots and agonistic pain of the visitors were heard...then someone answered " You will be like them soon..you too will go to hell." He accidently threw his cellphone without thinking and then, he ran like hell until he found himself running out of breathe, and hawks were flying around him. With no signal, the hawks dived and attacked him and made him bleed. With blood all over the air, he knew that wolves will were hunting him down. At his front was the exit, with all his might he pushed forward...but...a giant alpha wolf attacked him and bit his throat until blood spilled from it. The other woulds then bit him until his flesh were ripped off and blood was all over, and bats drunk from his blod like wine experts. Couldn't talk, he heard a voice saying " You are a good fertilizer for my mansion" then it laughed. Far-seeing died while being preyed on by the predators of the dark night.

                            Bury on the other hand, was peeing an old rectangular cemetery "room" and he said " hey, old guy..haven't drunk any water for the past few years aye? You might die haha." As he was about to walk away, something came out from the floor and gripped his right foot. Being shocked, he managed to kick it off his foot. He ran toward the entrance of the mansion but he knew decaying bodies were popping out of nowhere. He stood in fear when zombies were at the entrance and drinking the blood of the other visitors but what more shocked him is the fact that his best friends' mother was there standing beside the zombies, telling them what to do. Before he know it, 2 hands came out from the floor he was standing on and pulled him in. he could feel the ground and rocks as it pierced his body...crushing him...like an ant stepped on. He died when air could not be supplied to him..he was buried alive.

                         I searched the hall..and found myself in a terror..a big nightmare. I want to wake up but I can't. The whole place where my "happy" birthday should be became a death zone...I looked outside and I saw far-seeings' hand on the jaws of a wolf.....I looked at the kitchen and saw Jorge's body half-way cook on the oven and I couldn't find Bury no more. I went back to the hall and there I saw my whole family smiling like crazy, but the one that made me realize everything is when my father brought out a book. The book of the demon. He said  "we read your diary...you want paradise for all of your loves...and so, we are here to bring you to heaven and all of the people here today." A demon's voice then said " They are here to make your dream to come true...Paradise you want? then paradise you shall get ..whuahahaha." I tried to run back but zombies were everywhere and then boom.. some one hit me on my back and i fell fainted.

                        I woke up. My father smiling again and on his hand was a dull, rusted knife. "I shall say goodbye to you now" he said. Then he said "Soon the whole place will explode and us, your family will come to you too..so, don't worry son." Then he finally, stab my stomach and drag it from my stomach going up...to my heart..and i feel total pain. I died.

                               Today, I'm a ghost wondering what had happened to me. I want to know why i ended up like this. So, I'll be hunting you down book that murdered my whole family and friends. Trust on that but now I shall be searching of you past.

                         End of Dark Diary-The Abandoned Mansion

                                               Soon: Dark Diary: Search of the Ghost

                       I, MySeLF aNd ME

       HI!!! Is it normal to have 2 or more crushes at a time? Just want to ask that one. Anyway, my crazy nickname is “Lix” but you could call me “Felix” for “long”. I won’t describe myself directly to you but rather I would tell you how I live my life outside and inside the virtual world of IGG. Perception of People differs from one another, you know! Xd.

                 I am a Filipino student (very proud of it). I would doubt it if you say you had never met a Filipino before, whether in real life or in the game. Being in the proud race of the Philippines, we, the jolly Filipinos will make your world change in a single second or is it just me. Xd. We will ever be somewhere you would want to be.

                  A Home is somewhere you could live your life the way you want it to be; somewhere paradise itself brings you to the most wonderful places in the world. Wonderland online(WLO) is my 3^rd home following my real home and my classroom. Yes, study first. If there is free time, I won’t waste it… I will play WLO. Xd.

                   Addicted to the game? Yes, I am. But what I’m more addicted upon is….You(if ever you are a girl). Jk. They say online players aren’t who they seem to be in real life. In my case, I agree to that. I am a silent-type, someone who wouldn’t talk unless talked to. I’m not a “loner” rather I call it being “appreciator of the silence.” In the game, I’m exactly opposite. I would talk and get-along-the-conversation-type and sometimes remain dormant.

                     Being someone with more than 2 crushes is quite “confusing”. I spend a lot of time staring directly through the shiny eyes of my crushes without them noticing me doing so, which is quite amusing. I could stand for hours and wouldn’t feel tiredness; I could follow a girl everywhere she goes and keep in tract behind her but acting like it is just a coincidence hehe (of course, limitations on places). If I am the not a talking-I-Love-You-you type lover in real life, then I am a sooo expressive type in the game. They call it “flirting” but I call it “Stating facts to a beautiful woman” but it’s your choice. I usually lose my heart to cute ladies who are younger than I but I am not a pedophile. BTW, CUTENESS, WEIRDNESS, UNIQUENESS and SIMPLICITY are my standards, if you have one of these, then maybe I have a crush on you, but you just don’t know it. I prefer hard-to-get types because if you are able to make her yours then you passed her standards which make me look more “manly”. Also hard-to-gets are not easily drawn to other guyz and are loyal. Xd. I never had a gf, mainly because I never asked someone to be my girl and besides I’m too young (young at heart) hehe.  

                      At WLO, I have 2 characters namely: Minute, the guy bounded by time and tank0123, the guy who fought in a war. I really never cared about how I look like in real life(or do I) but I care about my characters. I made them “fashion addicts” but they looked more like clowns in different costumes Xd. Last time, I made them look like ogres with green ears, green eyes, green hair, green skin and “green” everything. Currently, they are white as in like a ghost but tank is more of a vampire because of his red eyes. BTW, my main is a child character which I made his personality more like a little boy with arrogance and scary-type but in reality I am a mature-thinking guy who analyzes before acting. I could make up a phrase or line fast when replying a line of compliment to a lady. I am easily distracted of things(sorry to the ppl who I talked to and just a while, I stopped talking cuz I might got distracted by a beautiful woman or by a very important thing). Anyway, my life is crazy or if yours is also crazy then my life is crazier Xd.

                     High level and money, things you need to have friends in the game.  Everyone knows that! That is why I help noobs(noobs are respected in our server) in some quests. Angelic? Me? Nope. I am just crazy and “trips” on helping for pastime. Xd.                    

                 I believe in the quotes “Not everything is what they seem to be” and “Don’t judge a book by its cover” because I am usually interpreted wrongly. My heart trembles when my friends quit but what makes my heart tremble more is seeing you(if you are a girl) with another guy. Jk.

                   Writing and Drawing are my hobbies but I am not even good at it (my work ends up to the trash cans). I tried to make poems for this blog! Like the others but these ones came from my heart.  

 1st pic: courageous, tough-looking, superstar jk....arrogant , boastful

  2nd pic: nerdy evil scientist, gonna kill someone.woooo

  3rd pic: combination....formal and cute..just crazy ad everything

                                                Who Am I?

                             I will never be someone you want me to be,

                                But I would be someone worth to see,  

                                         I maybe “crazy” most of the time,    

                               But I know when will be the right time. 

                  I’m sorry Babe for staring at You

                                  Babe, just give me a chance,

                                   To make my glance,

                                   Give me signs,

                                    To make me your acquaintance.

                               When I Follow You

                                    I am not a silent killer,

                                     Nor just a friend-in-name,

                                   Rather I am a silent “thriller”,

                                      And friend is my nickname.

                      We may not share the same virtual world and never ever met in real life but we share the same world of IGG games and we share the real world of Mother Earth which means we are one, we must act one.

                       Comments are from everyone, Thanks are from my heart and my heart is for you. Had a nice reading? I had a nice sharing. Anyway, is it normal to have 2 or more crushes? Xd. See You.