Hindi ko alam kung papano nalng biglang lumitaw sa wallet ko ung pick na to. Sa batang nag tatampo dahil na winala ko daw ung binigay nya, eto na! Kung di ka naniniwala, ako din di makapaniwala, akala ko nawala na talaga! Haha #pick #guitar #chord #wagnatampomatandakana
Transfering some life from this ipod looking #powebank to my #htc. Pretty handy in case of emergency.
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me - and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be - that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
How old are you?
How long have you been ten?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TEN
Misty looked at Ash, his breathing still heavy from carrying her on his bike as fast as he could through the long grass outside of Pallet Town.
“You’re eyes are impossibly huge and black,” Misty said. “Your hair is… incredibly pointy, and doesn’t need product. Your face changes size and shape based on your feelings… and sometimes you speak like - like you’re from the 90’s. You never spend money on anything; you don’t go to the bathroom.”
The silence hung there, thick and heavy like a Snorlax blocking the bike path.
“How old are you?” Misty asked, not sure if she wanted to know.
“Ten,” Ash replied, with a slight smirk and an almost amused tone.
Misty new that wasn’t true. Ash wasn’t like the other boys her age. He wasn’t even like her older sisters who ran the gym in Cerulean City. He was wiser and his passion was genuine.
Ash didn’t just want to catch them all, he needed to. He was going to be the best there ever was no matter how long it took, which gave Misty this nagging in the back of her mind. She had to know for sure.
“How long have you been ten?” she asked. Her voice weak, knowing full well the answer could change everything she thought she knew.
“A while…” Ash said. His voice trailing off, as if he were losing himself in a flood of memories.
Misty let out a faint gasp. She knew now. She was certain.
“I know what you are,” she declared, as if whatever had been holding her back from accepting the truth, finally let go of her hand and let her fall right down the Diglett hole.
Ash eyes were alive now, flickering like the flame on a Charmander’s tale.
He stared right into her and said, ”Say it… out loud. Say it.”
Misty’s heart was pounding louder than the thud of a Marowak’s bone club attack.
Despite the now eerily silent meadow, she could barely be heard as she whispered, “Pokemon Trainer.”
Then there’s Brock a benevolent guy raised from Pewter city, his chinky eyes raised the tie of a hard rock Onix climbing up a hill. he never really liked Ash in the firs place but has to stick with him due to love and care for this damsel in distress who he never thought he’ll fall in love with…
He traveled with both of them giving a relaxed nature like a Hypno swaying his hypnotizing coin to make Ash the so called “Pokemon Trainer” like him and hide his motive of getting Misty out of his league.
His deepest secret of metamorphing into different creature was kept hidden for a very long time, being able to keep his form as a vagabond Ninetails and keeping his Human like attitude was not an easy task for him, he is suffering inside. seeing Misty, the only girl who can flood his heart with overwhelming love suffering from this low life creature such as Ash.
"He’s not human, he’s been Ten for so long!" Brock shouted at Misty as he rattle Misty’s Shoulder like an Ekans sway its tail.
"I dont care, I love him whoever or whatever he is!" Misty answered back hitting Brock’s heart like a hydro pump hitting a geodude with 5hp left.
Brock endured everything, he kept calm and continue their journey as Ash cross Lavender town going to Celadon City to fight an Innocent gym leader named Ericka.
he walk the path of despair, with a Gengar roaming on his head and eating his dream away. He knows that one day Misty will realize his worth, but for now he needs alot of dose of HM05.
sometimes, being different is a great thing. #over #afterlight #vscocam #landcam #thoughts #oneword #city #cityscape
Craved for #carbonara, cooked carbonara, problem solved. #pasta #vscoph #landcam #over #food #afterlight #mextures
bakit wala? imposible naman yata? ehehe. di ka naman panget eh
kasi hinihintay ko pa sya
Dear Santa, eto po ang gusto kong gift sa Christmas, paki balot nalang.. or kung di po pwede, ako nalang po ang iregalo nyo sa kanya.
#JessyMendiola #beMine #Pasko #regalo