I was born during the month of the most Holy Rosary.
I am a daydreamer,
adventurous and
outgoing.
I sing.
I draw,
I eat :)
Someday...
I'm going to be a TEACHER,
PHOTOGRAPHER
DESIGNER and a
CARTOONIST.
I AM COLOR OF COLORS. :)
Welcome to my BLOGSITE! My blog serve as an outlet of my EMOTIONS and undefined feelings that consumes me inside. I am a newbie so I hope that you'll give me some advices on how can I improve my blogs, comments will be deeply appreciated. My computer serves as my notebook and my site serves as the page of my notebook, this is my little dairy of my illusions and dreams, I AM CROME AND THIS IS MY BLOG. :)
I Love
- Paramore
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The Best Gift
March 6, 1997, God gave me the best gift ever! I was four years old when I met him. We shared some qualities and that keeps me amazed. I can't barely remember how he first open his eyes but i know that it sparkles like mine! Though the memories of that day seemed to fade, I won't forget how happy I am to receive that gift.
He was crazy, yet kind: I always picks on him but I love him with all my heart. He's always there to help me with my math problems, he completes the value of X without asking Y (why?). Though I'm four years older than him, he seemed mature, mature enough to understand me and my imperfections. He was indeed, the most wonderful gift, but it seems that my dad can't see it. Everyday he shouts at him as if every mistakes depend on him. It seems that he does not appreciate his works and don't understand his words. But these things didn't refrain him from loving my dad, cause he's kind in nature, and that's the reason why I love him more! yes, he was my BEST GIFT!
He is tall..yes! Taller than me but his heart is small like his age, you'll see! Though his heart is small it can love you unceasingly, more than you've ever imagined! He was a witness to my tantrums, he tolerates my anger and does not complain. Though we always got ourselves into some little cat fights and little split hairs, he's always there and he never leave. He is the ONLY BOY WHO NEVER LEAVE ME, unlike the others who just broke my heart and leave. He is the BEST AND MOST WONDERFUL GIFT THAT GOD HAD GIVEN and i know, i will treasure him FOREVER like what my mama did.
By the way..his name is MARK, he is the craziest and BEST BROTHER EVER! "KUYA, you're the man!"
He was crazy, yet kind: I always picks on him but I love him with all my heart. He's always there to help me with my math problems, he completes the value of X without asking Y (why?). Though I'm four years older than him, he seemed mature, mature enough to understand me and my imperfections. He was indeed, the most wonderful gift, but it seems that my dad can't see it. Everyday he shouts at him as if every mistakes depend on him. It seems that he does not appreciate his works and don't understand his words. But these things didn't refrain him from loving my dad, cause he's kind in nature, and that's the reason why I love him more! yes, he was my BEST GIFT!
He is tall..yes! Taller than me but his heart is small like his age, you'll see! Though his heart is small it can love you unceasingly, more than you've ever imagined! He was a witness to my tantrums, he tolerates my anger and does not complain. Though we always got ourselves into some little cat fights and little split hairs, he's always there and he never leave. He is the ONLY BOY WHO NEVER LEAVE ME, unlike the others who just broke my heart and leave. He is the BEST AND MOST WONDERFUL GIFT THAT GOD HAD GIVEN and i know, i will treasure him FOREVER like what my mama did.
By the way..his name is MARK, he is the craziest and BEST BROTHER EVER! "KUYA, you're the man!"
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