Kassandra Duran

12. Turning Grade Six this incoming school year. Chapter - St. Micheal.

But this were only Knowledge about her. But there were a lot of things that makes her really special.

She was my opponent in my first match yesterday and yet the best opponent ever. The moment I sat down with her waiting for our match. We laughed, we joked, we laughed at others, may be the best friend I ever had in every competition. She made kwento about her Chapter stories and matches. It was her first competition, and yet I made friends with her at a blink of an eye. 

We were both really nervous. And our “keep talking” attitude kept us both comfortable. Unfortunately, I had to kill her.

Start of the match and those friendly smiles were replaced by fierce ones. And laughter were not the thing we had but screams and cries. K. I killed her. But my heart soften as I saw her watery eyes. I know she’s hurt. But I wasn’t allowed to stop. The score for first round was 7 - 8. I got the 8.

Second round, we were both worn out. But were not allowed to stop. She approached me and stopped. It was rest inside the matts.

“Pagod ka na?”

“oo. grabe. kaw?”

“*laughs*cge kaya mo pa yan”

The referee smiled and cut us off. And the fight continued. She promised not to cry, yes, she didn’t. Because it was indeed a promise.

Ok. She lost. I beat her up. As the referee raised for “HONG” as the winner, which is me. After we shook hands. She hugged me even were still in fight. I hugged her back.Then I saw her mom she smiled at me to. I suddenly felt awkward because I beat up her daughter like that. O_O. OK. IT REALLY WAS. 

Then, it was finals. And she gave a good luck. And we still laughed and smiled and stuff. But I felt awkward. She didn’t made me feel nervous. In fact I was totally comfortable with her.

Wherever you are right now, hope you read this. Because I hope I’ll meet you again ^___^.

Poomsae

6/2/11
12:24 PM


It was still 5 am that my mom woke me up. It was the day for my I.S or international school competition. I'm joining poomsae today. Its my first poomsae competition. I was waiting for my partner in poomsae. K. I had no idea my partner was a red belt.


My fists were shaking and I couldn't stand still. Ok. I lost the score was 1 - 5. I got 1. But I got a silver medal for poomsae imagine that? keke~ Inasar pa nga ako ni Sir lito. haha. 


Poomsae Compe was all short, sleepy and quiet. Like I was in a library. There were 1 and several more shouts in Poomsae. Unlike sparring. Sparring was again, totally Hardcore

Courtesy of Unni.

Guess what.

YEAH.

I made my own gif today like shit.

I made three today.

wanna see it?

...

Posting is according to Chronological order:

Hot shirtless L

Baseball L

And dance break from waterfloor MV.

I still got to use paint in the end... It's totally Legit though. And really awesome making one. I like all 3 of em, and I'll make more.

You know that feeling when you make one...

Yeah, I'm so Legit. Ya all know that. Foreverly OSOOM. And Girlieetaemin taught me how to make one. Using Photoscape. Now I'm all shit on photoscape. I'm trying to feel that I know how to edit professionally. Yeah. I'll say it again. Yes, I am Osoom gais.

TKD BCK.

So, I just finished Taekwondo promotion in DLSU Greenhills. It was quick  na parang napadaan lang kami tas' nag promo. Well, I was totally nervous like hell. Like, oh my god. I even made mistakes in both of my forms and self defenses. 
Sparring was good though, I still got that power play stuff going on.


I'm fat and usually a damn hard kicker. And I can't do head kicks that much. Turning kicks like, 50 %. Because I hesitate a lot when doing turning kicks. Because I know I'll loose balance or miss.


I've been into taekwondo for 4 years already. Therefore, I should be in Advanced group in competition. But I lack practice. And stuff.


So, I'm still in novice.


*title means Taekwondo Background*

1,000 NOTES! DAEBAK!!!

Guess what I got a 1000+ notes on this picture I uploaded on Tumblr. Wanna see it? Here.

When you're a real hardcore sment fan you'll understand it. Keke~ It's a fan thing you wont understand. 1000 NOTES LIKE OMG! WOOO~~~~

PARTY PARTY!!!!
WOO!!!


ANSAYA SAYA KO!!!


ISA PA NAGANG GIF!!!

GANYAN ANG PAKIRAMDAAM KO KANINA.


GRABE!!!!


kase, nireblog ni mycurrentobsession.


Eh tumblr famous siya.


Kaya yun.

PAPARTY PA KO


HABANG NAG PAPATUGTOG NG V.I.U


OK WOOOH~~~~


GIF ABUSE!!!

 FIRST TAGALOG POST KO!! NAKAKAHYPER!!

Di ba Yeobo?

Narrated by the Orchestra

                I felt the cold summer air against my face as I stared on the blank page of my notebook. I never knew that our house would be this lonely, since I was the only one left to stay and live in it. I looked below our balcony and saw the faeries dancing around the beach, in sync with the waves waving to them. I saw one of the faeries wave to me, in return I smiled and waved back.

                Racing against time and reality. I stopped and let them move ahead of me. I craved for such freedom. Now I don’t seem to identify which is, Fact or Fiction.

                I detached that certain page and crumpled it away. I encountered that same emptiness and blank page once more. I sighed, as the page had that certain similarity with my life. Blank and empty. That was before; I met my Queen in this kingdom of fiction. She danced with the faeries and Elven people by the garden. She feasted with different races beings, from the werewolves’ pack of the woods to the City Vampire Clans. She treated every being equally, one of the perfect traits for a queen. She was only ordinary to the typical human neighborhood where she and I grew, but in our world of dragon riding, Orc slaying, magic binding, the world of heroes and heroines, I am her king. She is thy queen.

                Our shouts of battle cries against creatures and assailant kingdoms were shouts of victory and record. Who would knew, that a boy in a baseball cap hiding against a wall while he falls in love with a neighborhood girl would rule the world. If we were written against the papers of museums and history books, never forget to mention, our prized possession of the blue eyes and black hair, the thing that we can call our very own. And soon he will also go racing with time and reality, he’ll stop too, like we did and take our places.

                … and all that ends well, in my world of fiction, where I can freely dream of us together. Funny it is for me having the hardest time in finding the greatest novel of all time, for it is just our story that will move on from generation to generation. And they will never know, love can be so much powerful that I’ll make us hard to differ between the fact and the fiction...

My Queen, by my world of fiction. Frozen by time and reality.

Well, the speaker is a guy actually. And he told his story of fiction, and his love for a girl which is now impossible because the girl is dead. So he wrote, about his feelings that's been included to history. They even had an heir, for no such exist.

Ok, I write how I feel. So, B2st new song made me write this, the orchestra version of Fiction. It's sounds like unicorns and faeries dancing. I like writing about my feelings so, I wrote a narration about it. Comments are welcome. 

On Rainy Days of Fact and Fiction part.2

Full Album.

Music Video.

The Penguin Dance.

17.5.2011. is today, which is also Beast's comeback. 

It was 9 am in the morning as the back of my neck started to sweat. Crap Summer heat. The first thing I did was open... my eyes. And I went to check my Ipod, there was a note as I pressed the home button. Saying "B2st comeback today". I hurriedly jumped out of bed and prepared myself for the exploding ovaries. 

I started to hold on to our 2x smaller computer mouse and opened Google chrome. I immediately opened my no.1 Kpop news source a.k.a Tumblr. And guess what? 15 minutes left until the MV is released. MY DASHBOARD WAS EXPLODING FROM ALL THE SPAZZING AND SPAMMING. I LIKE, REBLOGGED EVERYTHING. IT WAS ONE OF THE MOST HAPPIEST 15 MINUTES OF MY LIFE. My heart goes pat pat!  I CANT BREATHE. 

15 minutes later.

EVERYBODY DIED AT THE 5:00 AND LIVED AGAIN. AND REPLAYED AND. 

AND.

AND.