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Hello, there ! ! * waves*  Renxkyoko Iglesias here.

” Life is like a box of chocolates. You don’t know what you’re gonna get.”   Well, my blog is a box of chocolates.  You don’t know what you’re gonna read.  Like today, I am  supposed to write about part 3 of my fun vacation in the Philippines,  but have decided to  write  about some other things that are going on in my life on my mind right at this very moment.

First off…… October is a treat for me.  The cable is teeming with vampires, ghosts and monsters,  and zombies , and I’m loving it. I watch these shows while studying or reading your blogs and they do keep  me  up and about   until the wee hours of the morning.  That reminds me…..  I guest posted in October of   last year, on jmount’s blog, and if you have time to read it, click   HERE  . It ‘s a true personal paranormal experience and it’s up to you to decide whether it’s cr*p or not. Today is the birthday of the person in the story. Forever 24. I still miss him.

And speaking of studying…..  I have already graduated . As you very well know, I major in Molecular Microbiology, and minor in Chemistry.  I have decided though to participate in the university’s  Commencement Exercises in Spring, 2015  because I ‘ve come  back to school  to  take  some   Advanced classes in Microbiology, and  Forensic Science.  I think I’ve found my mojo.

Our teacher in Forensic Science came from  Austria, and unfortunately, he has a very long German name, and his first name is Adolf.  Do you know that in California, he’s  called Criminalist, instead of Forensic Scientist?  Sometimes, his name and title don’t fit on the dotted line, so what we see instead is Adolf……. Criminal….  XD, and  everytime he goes to court to testify, and sees a bored , sleepy jury, he  states  his name in a loud boomimg voice that he’s  ADOLF  plus his long German last name.  It wakes up the jury, without fail  :)   * Oh, my brother in law’s family came from Austria too, and yeah, he has a long last name. Hmmmm.  My sister hasn’t changed her last name yet. Says it’s troublesome. Anyway, I digress.*

So, what do we do in Forensics class  Well, right now, our small class is divided into groups of 3.  The  class project we’re into now is  to look for DNA from residual  * cough* semen *cough* in a rape case , where the victim takes a bath after the act. I’m the only female in the group, so to minimize the variables ( no male DNA other than the male source’s DNA.) I. act. as. the. victim. In other words, I pour the semen on my body and take a shower. Then wait for the shower room  to dry, take a swab for DNA, shower again, repeat 4 x.  Of course I demanded  to know whose semen would touch my skin.  ( It’s supposed to be an anonymous  donor ) What if he has a disease , or something . Yup, he had to reveal himself… a classmate. XD Awkward.  I really  have to keep a straight face when I discuss stuff with my male classmates. But then, a  classmate from another class ruined it for me. He was like, ”  That would  be so awkward !  A known source ! I’m not gonna jack off , even for you, Ren. ”  What the heck ! Idiot !  I’m not asking you ! We already have a volunteer !

Okay. I have to publish this now. I’m starting to freak out.

PEACE !

 

My Philippine vacation, part 2

Hello, there.  Renxkyoko Iglesias here.

My  last post  was about crying at sad movies, and I listed down some of the movies that tugged at my heartstrings.  But I forgot one…. the last Toy Story movie.  I cried at that part where grown -up Andy  bequeathes  gives away his beloved  treasures  toys  to a little  girl.   Well, I did  exactly the same thing this week.  I   finally said  goodbye to my beloved Barbie doll and Toy Story  collection and donated them to , I hope, a  deserving brat child who will take care of my stuff lovingly.

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.In that box are over a hundred  beautiful Barbie gowns and dresses, a revolving dress closet, kitchen, dresser,  ( I gave away that stupid  cute barbie car a long time ago), etc.  and most importantly, my Toy Story toys… Woody, Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head,  Jessie,  and  sadly, my beloved Buzz Lightyear.  * Buzz, parting is such sweet sorrow.  But I’m an adult now. I can’t play with you anymore.  So, here’s to you, pal….  To Virginity  Infinity and Beyond !!!!! *

Oh. I’m keeping my complete collection of Pokemon cards.  Sorry, kid.  You don’t know what my mother  I went through to complete it.  Not gonna happen.

So…….. here’s part 2 of my fun vacation in the Philippines, as promised.

We spent the first few days after our arrival visiting malls, shopping, and tasting Filipino foods and delicacies at the mall food courts.  So, okay, not all were Filipino foods,  like this Japanese omurice rice ( fried rice wrapped in omelette ) and sizzling steak with mushroom gravy.

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That red thing is ketchup. I think Filipinos love ketchup., seriously.  I mean, my father drowns his sunny side up  in that thing and my Mom does  it with French fries. Half a bottle of ketchup is used up for medium sized fries.   Oh, and it has to be Del Monte catsup, not Hunt’s, nor Heinz…  Eh, what am I saying …..

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.Steak, with rice, and I don’t know if you can see the sunny side up, but it’s there, with the carrots and beans. Ha ha What a combo. Both dishes are USD 2 each.  Cheap, huh.

Photos below  are of   family reunion at our house.

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That’s me in the photo, looking bored. But I wasn’t bored.  I was concentrating on the Monopoly game.

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Just a few slice of life photos above.

The following day, we were invited  by a relative to see the smallest volcano in the world,  Taal Volcano , located about an hour drive ( 50 km./31 mi ) from our house.  Taal Volcano is active,  in fact,  there were so much seismic activities  that were detected in 2011.  Its last violent eruption was in 1977.

The drive to Taal was quite interesting .  Our relative, who was also the driver, played the same songs over and over again… ABBA, Tears for Fears, and one singer  whose name I can’t recall at the moment. Worse, she and my Mom knew the lyrics… so yeah.  * You are the dancing queen,  young and sweet, only seventeen….lalala ” .  The singing was interrupted when Mom opened the glove compartment and saw a small gun.  ” What the h*ll  ! ”  So, okay, our relative ia a senior Prosecutor in the city of Manila, and that gun was issued to her by the mayor for her protection.  Three years ago, she prosecuted the mistress of a rich man for attempted murder. Our relative received death threats purportedly made by the mistress’s relative. They are now both in jail.  And our relative assured us there were no bullets in the gun. Still…. Anyway, they continued singing.  It drove  me crazy.  And then I saw this……

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Then this…..

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.Can you read it ?  It says ” Warning.  P 2,000 ( $46) Minimum Payment for Bumping Barrier. ”  Ha ha ha !   We don’t have that here in the  US !

Well, I have to stop here.  Part 2 of our Taal Volcano trip will be on my next post.

 

Thank you for reading , folks ! be well, and PEACE !

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I cry, therefore I am.

Hello ! Renxkyoko Iglesias here. * waves*

Has anyone watched the movie Transcendence ?  I watched it last night, and  oh, wow, I bawled my eyes out at the end of the movie.  I mean, it’s a syfy movie, for pete’s sake, and  we’re not supposed to cry, right? Well,   it’s  about self-aware  computers, and all that stuff, and you know,  I didn’t really  understand any of it,  but at the end of the movie, it becomes  pure, eternal love!  Well, that’s how I see it , anyway. If you say, I’m just a sentimental , simple-minded fool, it’s fine by me. So, tell me,  what movies  made you cry? I’m talking buckets of tears here, like,  you know, waterfalls,  dams breaking,  and non-stop crying for one day.  By the way, do men cry at movies ?

Anyway, here are some of the movies that tugged at my heartstrings, choked me up, and opened the floodgate of tears.

1. Ghost………….. The love shown  on Sam’s face as he utters the words, “I love you, Molly, ” and  , starts to disappear into heavenly light…. that killed me, darn it.

2. Marley and Me….. I saw 2 tatooed  bikers with swollen , red eyes,   come out of the cinema. Well, the movie’s about a dog ‘s unconditional love for and its loving relationship with its human masters.

3. The Notebook…… Oh. my . gosh, the feels ! ! ! The dam burst at that part of the movie when the nurses see  the lovers, Noah and Allie, lying together in bed ,……both die peacefully, still holding each other’s hand.  Love beyond death.

4. Harry Potter, last movie….. as Snape lies dying in Harry’s arms, he asks Harry to look at him so he can gaze at Harry’s eyes one last time.  Harry looks exactly like his father, except the eyes. They are his mother’s… and we all know his mother is Snape’s one , true love. It is this love that has kept Harry safe and protected  from Valdemort.  So, that’s the significance of Harry’s eyes., nothing more, nothing less.  Heck, I didn’t even cry when Prof. Dumbledore died. I cried for Snape’s undying love.

5.  Grave of the Fireflies……. Roger Ebert considered it, to  quote ” one of the best and most powerful war films, and included it on his ” Great Movies ” list. Believe it or not, this is a Japanese animated film , made by Isao Takahata. Rotten Tomatoes had given it a 97% approval rating,  a film, they say, that is powerfully profound and beautiful.

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* tears falling *  My dear readers, I urge you to watch this film, especially at this time when we see the  clouds of war looming on the horizon.

6. The Little Match  Girl….. I read the story when I was  8 years  old, and watched the short film too. I wrote about this a few years ago here on my blogsite.  I guess it’s easier to just copy  , paste and revise.  So here it is.

 Have you ever read a book that made such a great impact on your psyche that it changed how you view the world? Well, there’s this little children’s book titled The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen that I read it when I was 8 years old. I remember my teacher was a Philippine-American  named Miss Silao, who assigned us some books to read and to make a short book report on . I think I made a rather heartfelt   book report,  (” children should be loved, not get beaten, children should just play, not sell matches, children should be happy, not die on Christmas Day.” ), and disturbing enough that  Miss Silao  talked to me after class. I remember telling her ( I was in tears, too ) I did not like the book, that it upset me that a little girl died. Miss Silao explained  it was just a story the author made up, that nothing like that ever happened. I don’t remember if Miss Silao managed to appease me or not, but, to this day, I still tear up everytime I think of the little match girl. I realize now the story was a mere social commentary of that era. Sadly, it still rings true today. There are millions of children out there that get beaten and abused and go to bed hungry.

If  I wrote that book report today, it would turn out like this…. ” children should be loved, not get beaten or killed, children should just play, not dodge bullets, children should be happy,  and not bombed away. “

7. Forrest Gump….. Forrest Gump does not show any emotion,  even when his mother and Jenny, his friend/lover,  die……. he does not cry, he does not laugh, except at the last scene where he visits Jenny’s grave (  his childhood friend and the mother of his child)  and,  for the first time in his life, he breaks down, and cries, and says, over and over again, ” I miss you , Jenny.” Forrest Gump is so pure. Darn it.

That”s it.  So, what movies make me cry ?  True Love.

Thank you for reading. PEACE.

 

 

 

The World is on fire

Hello ! Renxkyoko Iglesias here.

I ‘ve been trying to make sense of the upheaval that’s going on in the world.  Ukraine, Russia, Syria, Iraq, ISIL, Israel-Palestinian conflict,  Ebola, and here in the US, the shooting death of an 18 year old  African- American  guy by a cop that resulted in almost 2 weeks of street protests, and now, the beheading of an American journalist by ISIL…….. not to mention the catastrophic  drought here in California. What else can  the world pile up on top of that ?  About the drought……. is that significant? You bet it is.  California’s agricultural products can feed the world.

I read that European  intelligence  services  had contacted the Assad regime regarding the extremist rebels fighting the Syrian government. Assad’s trade-off was not palatable to the intelligence community then, but today, who knows ? Iran is also paying attention.  The White Hoouse just revealed to us that  US’s Special Forces were secretly sent to Syria to rescue James Foley and other hostages. It went on smoothly, Sec. of Defense  Hagel said.  No, it didn’t. The fact is, there was shooting engagement , and several ISIS militants were killed, …only one US soldier was injured, no one died. I’m wondering if Assad secretly allowed this rescue mission, or at the very least, it was a tacit agreement, and he looked the other way. So strange.

British Intelligence  is now  investigating who that ISIS guy is that beheaded the American journalist.  They have pinpointed the source of the man’s  accent to be  South of London.  It’s amazing that different parts of a city have distinct accents, isn’t it ? Well, California accent is different from New York’s. But then, they are separated by 3 time zones.   * ponders*   This reminds me of  9/11  catastrophe. It  happened  at around  8:30 AM  New York time. In California,  it was 5:30 AM . ( I’m assuming you know about 9/11. Otherwise, you’re an alien. ) You’d think who would be watching TV  at that hour ?.  Well, my mother  was already up, turned on the TV on CNN ( as was  her habit ), but didn’t pay attention to the news as she was busy preparing breakfast, or whatever it was she was doing that time (  The TV was on Mute ). At 7 AM, she got an overseas call from my aunt ( 10 PM , Philippine time ) ). The conversation was like this… .. ( sans any preamble ) ” Turn on the TV, CNN “…. Huh ? what’s going on ? ” Are you watching it ?”  No, but……”  ” Are you crazy ?  The US had just been attacked, and you don’t know ?

So, okay, I know….. this post is totally jumbled…. but that’s how my mind works, or how my thoughts roll.

Anyway, what’s up with the world ?

Heh. And I was supposed to post about my fun vacation in the Philippines.  But with all that’s going on in the world,  I  thought  it frivolous  to  write about  insignificant me cavorting on the  beach in my teeny weeny polka dot bikini with nary a care , while the world  is in a state of raging conflagration.

Well, later, okay ?

PEACE ! !

 

 

 

 

Woohoo ! I’m in the Philippines ! !

Oh , my gosh ! !  Renxkyoko Iglesias here !

I’m in the Philippines !   We left good ol’ USA on June 21 , 10:30 PM, and arrived in the Philippines 0n June 23 at 4:30 AM. It was a 14 hour flight. It wasn’t a smooth ride, there was too much turbulence from get go,  and I was so scared I almost cried.  It didn’t help that I actually have plane phobia. I didn’t get to sleep at all. Instead I watched  5  movies. (  Frozen, Transfomers, X-Men, The Hobbit,  The Conjuring. ) The only good thing about the flight was the food. Philippine Airlines was quite generous . Dinner was delicious, we had sandwiches and muffins and juice/coffee in between , then breakfast.  I’m sorry I can’t post any pictures as yet because I’m using a teeny weeny notebook, and it isn’t mine.

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Today is July 25. I’m back home, yay, California ! !  We left the Philippines on July 21, 10:30 PM and  arrived here in California , also  on July 21 , 8 P.M.

It’s been a week since then, but I have not done anything  here, no reading, no writing. I’ve been busy at work.  I’m even afraid to check out my emails.  I’m sure I already have thousands of thousands of unread emails.

Oh, well, I have to start writing , anyway, so here I am. Bear with me, please. I think I left my enthusiasm in the Philippines.  So, where do I begin?

Do you guys remember this picture? I posted this in Novemeber. That’s how our vacation house in Boracay, Island in the Philippines looked in November last year, 2013.

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Here is how it looks now. It’s 99% finished, except for a few paintings here and there…. and the house is empty, no furniture, and just 2 beds.

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DSCN0084.It looks like it has 3 floors, but actually, there’s a 4th floor , which is the rooftop.  I love the view from the rooftop.

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It was such a hectic and busy one month vacation in the Philippines.   The bulk of our vacation was spent  checking out the  huge shopping malls in the city. Do you know 3 of the top 10 biggest malls in the world are in Manila, Philippines?  Mall of Asia, North EDSA/Trinoma, and EDSAMegaMall. . They  were so huge that  just walking around and window shopping  at these places  overwhelmed and exhausted us.   And then there are smaller ones, but still  3x bigger than the shopping mall here in our city in the US..  Even  the friendly neighborhood mall at the subdivision where we live in the Philippines is 2x bigger… 4 floors and 2 buildings connected by a bridge.  It’s insane. The Philippines is supposed to be a Thirld World country,  but shopping malls are full, people are actually shopping and  we always have to wait a bit at restaurants to be seated.

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Above pic is one 0f a smaller malls. I like the interior architecture of this one.

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Our vacation was mostly   food  tripping, too. The price of food over there is ridiculously low.
For example, the takoyaki is $0.50 and  shawarma  is $1.50. Takoyaki is Japanese octopus balls.

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We arrived at 4 AM at the airport. By 12 noon, we were already at the neighborhood mall , shopping for walking shoes and flipflops. We sure didn’t waste any time.

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.That’s yours truly in the photo.

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The next day, it was again another shopping spree, this time for real pearls. There’s a mall there ( Greehhills ) with seemingly endless stalls of pearls. It was a sight to behold.

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DSCN0019Eh. I’ve been found out. I’m the one wearing  white shirt, and wearing glasses ! He he. he. I’m near  sighted.

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That’s the food court at nearby mall ( SM MegaMall ) where we had lunch after the pearl shopping.  SM MegaMall is one of the largest in the world.

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Different kinds of food from different countries to choose from.

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Check out the prices. At Philippine peso 43.50 to a dollar, that PhP 87 on the menu board is only $ 2.00.

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My $2 lunch…. fried rice, pork bbq, chowmein, and fruit dessert. I bought the cheapest.

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That’s Korean rice. Yep, it was hot.

It was raining heavily when we came home. Traffic was horrendous.

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On the way home, I saw these  showrooms.

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I don’t know if you can read what’s in that building. Well, it’s Ferrari, Lamborghini, and Audi.

About the photo below, what the heck does that mean ? LOL

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So, this is it…. 2 days into my one month vacation in the Philippines.

Good day and PEACE.

 

 

Real/Imagined Online conversation About Cheating

Bostongal —–  Hey !  Ren !

Ren           —– OMG, Hi !  Wow ! We’re reading at the same time ! What time is it over there?

Bostongal—— 3 AM . So, have you read the new chapter ?

Ren         ——- It’s 12 here. Yep, I have. What d’ya think ? Did Kyou really cheat ?

Bostongal—– I do believe Kyou. Even when he was with Akari, and knew Shino liked him, he didn’t cheat on Akari when he had the chance. Rereading the story gave me a different perspective on Kyou, but yeah, I still think that his sneaking and “abandonment ” of Shino were just too much.  He should have known it was wrong, hurtful and destructive. He could have told Shino, ” Look, I need to do this with Akari, she’s troubled and might harm herself, and , I’m sorry , Shino, I  need to know  what the hell those 10 months Akari and I were together were about, I want to know if all  of that was one big lie. I want closure.”

Ren    ——– How can Shino believe him when she knows for a fact she’s with him now on the rebound?  She had seen how devastated Kyou was when Akari left him.  She knows  she practically offered herself as replacement of Akari in Kyou’s bed.   When did Akari leave him ?  Just 4 months ago. In just one month, Shino had managed to ” comfort” Kyou’s broken heart .  But that’s just comfort sex. Shino is aware that whatever feelings he might have for her are not deep enough to replace Akira in his heart. After all, Kyou was already planning to marry Akari when she left him.

If Kyou’s reason  was purely altruistic, why  did he have to make his meetings with Akari a secret ? And damn it, how much closure does he want?  He stayed all day, and all night with her that first day. He came home the next day.  The fudge ! That was a lot of conversation,  a lot of time exchanging pleasantries…. what else did they do? Played video games?  Talked about the book she wrote ?  So what if he told Shino  “I didn’t F*ck Akari ?

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 Tell that to the Marines.  He saw her for 2 damn weeks and would have continued seeing her  if he wasn’t busted ! Oh, and take note, Bostongal, he always took a bath as soon as he got home, before Shino got home…. not his routine at all.

Bostongal—–I totally get why Kyou wants closure.  Akari lied about everything, including her real age,  and she was the girl he wanted to marry. He had the rug completely pulled out under him.  He wanted answers in order to heal his heart and move on, because as long as questions stay up in air, he’s gonna wonder, and wondering means something stays open  and painful.

                    Ha ha ! That bathing thing cracked me up.  I don’t know if he normally took a bath at night. The story never established that.  I think   dealing with a batshit chick with grief issues was stressful,  and I guess bathing as soon as he got home  would remove the stress. LOL

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Ren——- Girl, the devil is in the details. Do you know my mother’s friend found out her husband was cheating when she noticed his hair was always damp when he got home from work ? ( He was late too ) . The author would not  write in as mundane and innocuous as  Kyou’s daily bath ritual if it wasn’t signifiicant.  Through Shino’s POV, it was mentioned at least 3 times.

First day they were together the entire day, night,  morning next day.  Knowing Akari ( and Kyou, that horny bastard )  , all she has to do is take off her clothes and open her legs, and Bam.  There’s no doubt that  they had sex . Akari  is hot in the sack, sexy, and Kyou still has feelings for her. ( Sorry  my language is getting crude. ) She’d be able to lead her by the nose.  Easy.  Who would believe that Kyou and Akari just sat in the couch and talked, and talked, and talked ? How much time does he need for closure ?  One hour ! ! No, one second. What does he need a closure for , anyway ? That’s just an excuse., and an incredibly lame one too.  And he went to see her for 2  freakin’ weeks, everyday, very early in the  morning before he went to work.,” cutting his sleeping hours. ”  Sex in the morning with Akari, and sex in the evening with Shino.  How lucky can he get, that manwhore. And the sex must have been so steamy that cloying jasmine scent didn’t entirely disappear.

Bostongal—–Okay, Ren, bear with me. I have decided to put my grudge aside  and look at clues again. We might be misreading Kyou,  and he ‘s actually telling the truth. ( at least, about the sex thing ) Kyou is a crappy liar.  So, in those scenes where he talks about why he visits Akari, he seems to look totally honest.  He’s not fidgeting, making faces, looking freaky.  Kyou is soft-hearted , and  he has to lie  so as not to hurt Shino.  Darn it, Shino beat him up , and he just took it.

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.Ren ———  He lied . So many times.  The author  didn’t have to draw the situation in bold Crayola.  We don’t need frames in the story  of Akari and Kyou going at it.  It was so obvious he might as well have written “I’m  cheating ” on his freakin forehead .Holy sh*t. What was the  lie again  why he didn’t come home that first day ? He got a call  that his best friend  ” Tanaka ”  was in a car accident, and was in a hospital. So, from morning to morning next day, he was in the hospital ,  taking care of ” him”.  Wow !  Best , best friend.  The next day, and for 2 weeks on, he left  very early  in the morning to visit his ” friend”  before he went to work. And Shino gave food to Kyou to give to ” Tanaka. “

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.Ren—– I can’t wrap my head around the fact that he secretly met up with Akari again after getting busted.

Bostongal— I think that meeting was a final check-in. Akari called Shino to  tell her she and Kyou saw each other again, probably a revenge ” screw with Shino call “. I believe Kyou when he said he’s done with Akari and will never see her again.

Ren—– Shino left him.  Good for her. If there’s no trust, there’s no love.  They go hand in hand. It’s kind of hard to trust  men. Someone said men  can only be trusted when they are old and wrinkled and cannot get it up anymore.  Even if they love their partner, when another woman opens her legs for them, they’ll take it. I believe Kyou loves Shino too, she’s nice and kindhearted,  but Akari  is the woman he once loved and wanted to spend the rest of his life with not too long ago. He couldn’t have forgotten her that easily and quickly.

Bostongal—-Harsh. Well, I’d trust mine in a room full of naked willing women, just as he could trust me  even if Gerard Butler threw himself on me. But in general, yeah, men are horndogs.

Ren—–I’d attack  Robert Pattinson.

Bostongal—-Who’s he ?

Ren—– The vampire guy who sparkled in Twilight, Edward Cullen. He he he

Bostongal—- Bahahahaha !

Ren— +_+  Hey,  the guy can cook.  Well, anyway, nice talking to you. It’s 2 AM now. Gotta sleep.

Bostongal— Alright, good day. Wait a sec . You do know the story’s completed now,            right?                Have you seen the raws ?

Ren— Yes. They get back together. Shino and Kyou.  And Kyou’s not with Akari.                          No     wonder you’ve changed your tune.  Where the heck is your pitchfork?

Bostongal——- signs off

Ren—- What the….

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Forensics … my future career ? Maybe?

Hey there !  Renxkyoko  Iglesias here !

I actually wrote something for Mother’s Day,  but was so busy studying for an exam the day passed without posting it.  Oh, well.  I gave Mom  a n orchid plant. That’s her favorite flower/plant.

Anyway, I’m cramming  studying for my exams next week.  Well, just 2 actually. I’m done with the rest . I ‘m also finishing up projects , like this one for Forensics Biology. I think I’m going to ace this.  I got 40/4o in Forensics Lab.  So you ask, what the heck  is this about ?  For the whole semester, we were given just one crime case.  It’s a real, honest to goodness  crime, but the names of the people involved were changed.  We were also given a police file that was    3 inches thick. Everything was there, except whodunit. It was  up to us to figure out who the killer was , based on  police reports.  We also did  Forensics analysis . We have a laboratory that looks like a real forensics lab. We even have to wear an ID with  our picture in it.  ( no selfies, please ).  We were each  given  a crime kit with all the physical evidences  taken from all the suspects ( cigarette butts, saliva swabs,  etc. ) and  from the victims themselves.  ( semen , blood, etc. ) The box of crime kits came from New York. By the way, the kits given to us were ” expired ” materials. Instead of throwing  them away, they are donated to schools. I didn’t even know they made this  stuff. Otherwise, it would cost us $800  each for unexpired kits. The expiration date doesn’t matter, though. We can get DNA even from hundred year old materials. We know that, right?  (In fact, I just saw a documentary where forensic analyts were trying to get the DNA of  a 2,000 year old mummified Egyptian fetus, the child of Tunkhamanen. They failed to get a viable sample, though.)

In making forensic reports, we have to use general and unbiased  terms. We cannot even use ” DNA of  unknown  person A  matches the DNA of the semen on the baby’s diaper .” ( yes, that’s the crime. The killer also stabbed the 9 year old brother to death. This crime did happen )  Instead,  we write ” the probability  that another DNA   shares the same DNA as  that of unknown individual A  is  1/ sextillion , ( a number with 21 zeros, or the population of 300 earths )  Of course the cops are annoyed with this. like, why not just say, IT MATCHES ! HE’S THE KILLER !  Ha ha

I’m sure you’ve seen what  forensic analysts  do in  crime shows, like CSI, right?   That’s exactly what we do in this course. I know how to DNA profile, etc. , heck, I even know how to clone.

I don’t know what the future holds, but I think forensics is calling me.  I’ll set aside my dream of playing the violin in an orchestra. He he he.  Last semester, I tried enrolling in a music course for violin, but I wasn’t allowed.  Only music majors  are taken in, unfortunately.  I do play it well, y’know ? Out of so many high school orchestras in our city,  I was chosen to play in a quartet ( 4 players ) that represented our school district  to play in a citiwide  competition. We got the gold medal.  Oh, well. It won’t put food on my table, anyway . * So Ren, dream on. * * pats head *

Oh my gosh. Countdown !  30 days to my Philippine vacation !  By the way, May 23 is the last day of school.  Sleep, sleep. I need to sleep.  It’s 4 AM now.  * sigh *

Are you bored yet ? Okay, I end it here. I was supposed to write the last of my European travel , but I don’t have time. It does take a while to post photos, especially on my  computer that is about to conk out.  It’s soooo slow ! !

So, bye for now. Thanks for reading, folks.  PEACE !

 

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