When Mods-gone bad

I was finally able to get to play the game again and it was in Sakray.

I even got a Robe of Cast weee lucky me. Unfortunately I think I haven’t played the game toooooo long.

Much to my excitement I went to the Protera Blacksmith shop and paid the local Upgrader a visit.

So +1+2+3+4 I was clicking away soo non-chalantly I even ignored Hollegriems warning of the safe upgrade level.

Then BOOM…My very very new, very very priceless Robe of Cast was destroyed and removed from my equip.

Much to say I was devastated and didn’t think of playing for a while just for my mere stupidity and carelessness.

MakeOver

Today InStyle Magazine graced or office to give a special pamper session to us.

We had free make over, makeup, manicure, fashion consultation and my most favorite. Massage.

So there I was girl who just gained 10 pounds over the last 2 months with a hair with ZERO volume and body so I decided to do a full makeover.

Lets start with the hair. They put some tons of hairspray, some weird goo, shinning serum and other stuff. Plus curled my hair ends and teased it’s a little. Then this sweet looking stylist with weird colored hair you’ll only see in anime says

“ Wanna look more sexy? Your curls will de curl a little later. The style now is the slightly messy look, will make you look more seductive.”

LOOK WHAT?

Well whatever she did to me worked. Because 2 mins later I was standing infront of another hallway which was the massage station and there was his hunky guy beside me. Yes Cute CUUUUUTE. So I smiled a dorky smile ( I had a wee bit of self confidence injected somewhere with those hairspray)

Only to my horror I saw he had a name plate, meaning he was the masseuse (taga masahe)

I just signed up and had no escape, he put me down on the massage bed and worked his OHH GOD OH GOD don’t stop magic.

It was a quick massage but he was some sort of stress psychic. Without asking me fe found a very strained point on my shoulder blades that has been bothering me for months plus I have asthma so all that wheezing has taken a toll as well.

Later on, eating half a salad later from the nutrition salad hall I was called on by inSyle again for my full makeover which was a makeup booth sponsored by Maybeline .

Now Im not really a looker but people know me for my straight har, so I came out really all glamed up and really looking well.

One day of vanity, all over giddyness

Sadness and Tradegy

Saddened and Disturbed

I decided to post 2 blogs today that are not slightly related to Ragnaboards

1 In memorial of the tragedy in Virginia Tech and another about some good things.

Today in the news the long silence of the family child/brother who’s responsible for the Virginia Tech shooting, Seung-Hui Cho has finally found its voice.

They are very sorry for his actions as stated in the news, and imagine the struggles they will face against a very shocked world…the fear of hate crimes and discrimination yet they decided to stay their hold and give a modest and brief speech, something that they can only do.

After all, they did lose a family member themselves.

News link for that can be found at http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070421/ap_on_re_us/virginia_tech_shooting

Now this issue has finally reached the Ragnaboards. Its started with a curious forumers inquiry of the issue and later a small debate that maybe in the long run can cause major arguments, ensued.

Especially in this one Statement

I’m really not the type to nitpick on posters but after reading the blog he posted as well, I cant deny but feel shockingly nostalgic of my teaching days.

I had this grade 6 student. Typical pilyo kid, bully of sorts actually but he had a very fierce temper. I cant forget the time he picked up one of the library chairs to hit a female classmate who was slightly mute ( or chooses to be mute)

He hit me instead. There was rage in his eyes. He was only 13. He felt no remorse, declined to apologize even when infront of school officials.

Fast forward to college, I had a friend, we was very depressed one time in my dorm I remember him gripping a knife behind me. All I can remember was to stay calm.

In highschool I had a classmate who would cuss at anyone who would look at him

And in middle school a female classmate who strangled me. All reasoning left her mind.

Sometimes I would admit with all the horrors in life I saw and experience, I know that I will have a breaking point. The fact I am aware of it makes me have more will power to live my best as much as I could.

I read the “ rabbits” blog. I wanted to see the light that he was trying to blame the society that shunned supposedly Cho. However maybe because the lack of news reaching the Philippines and such. But his wording seemed to patronized his actions more than sympatize the victims.

I feel sorry for both, for him, Cho and the deaths of those 32 kids.

Their families who would never hear their children’s call or see them on their time off. Teachers who could have weaned more promising students who will never give that acknowledging lesson.

All we have now of them are memories.