"I'am the kind of girl that doesn't trust words, but trusts action"
It was one of the days I enjoyed the sun. I rarely enjoy the heat of the sun, but that day was different. I had a feeling of complete relax and pure pleasure in that moment. It was when I get to subic.
It was just after out school’s closing when we got to our summer vacation. I was resting on a chair near the shore when I realized there’s no one left there anymore but me. I was surprised to see a huge shihp approaching towards me. good thing I have my weapon with me, I prepared for battle. when the ship has finally landed on the shore, I was amazed to see a bunch of cute corgi dogs getting out from the ship. Instead of fighting these group of furry balls, I fell on my knees, I was defeated by these foes. I fell asleep on the shore and when I woke up, I was all tied up on a tree. the puppies are preparing to cook me! but then I grabbed my weapon and fought despite of their cuteness. I caged every one of them and when I succeeded, I found a treasure chest inside their ship. I opnede it, I was expecting to see gold bars but it wasn’t. It was a secret pathway leading to a secret room. I followed the pathway. inside, I saw a very handsome prince called “saddam”. Little did I know, he was also a victim of these dogs’ cuteness. I rescued him and we got married. We took the corgi dogs with us and lived happily ever after on that Island, then I woke up.
She may look fey but she is more to it that you could imagine …
Her eyes that are covered by mystery that makes it glimmer like no other may sweep you off your feet. She may not have a perfect smile but that doesn’t stop her from shining through the darkness of the world. Her golden wings, so comforting that makes you feel alive. She was never just a stranger but rather a mysterious friend who would accompany you in your good and dark times. Everywhere she goes, people stop and look because of her fine posture and unique personality. She know how to use her precious time with her friends and other people that sometimes forget to give for herself. She is the kind wouldn’t cry for help but rather just keeps it inside her chest and faces it alone. She is the kind of person who will only stay if you let her fly away.
Big dark brown eyes, tall and sturdy body, hair as straight as ever, light complexion, that is how I describe his image. But image is not what matters most, it’s in the heart that completes his personality, and that is how I am going to show my appreciation to my most favorite guy in town, Saddam.
The story I’m going to have a review on is a story of a plane whose engine is not made for racing, but dreamed of being a racer. He was a farmer plane that dusts crops in the farm. His friends call him the dusty crophopper. He joined an annual international racing competition. He comes sixth but only 5 of them will get to the next course. He was depressed but an informant got to his country, Scandinavia, to inform him that one of the top 5 was using an illegal fuel that makes that plane disqualified and making him join the next course. He got mixed emotions, happy and pressured at the same time. He knew a former military plane that has done many missions, according to what the military plane say. The military plane was called skipper but his friends. And they train dust cropper and skipper as his mentor. At the race, he won first place, and everyone was happy.