#wrong grammar

nagulat ako kasi alam ko naman na yan ang spell. i thought tinutukoy niya yung pag past tense- di ko ko inaayos yung grammar. Hindi daw.

So tried typing it randomly at mabilis, and tama nga siya 'recieve' ang tinatype ko.

i think same to sa case nung pss-pps ko. nakakahiya.

magiging mas mindful nalang ako sa mga susunod. Though i ussually check naman kapag di tlga ako sure pero kapag sure ako, itype ko lang. Kaya di ko alam, pwede bang tama yung arrangment ng letters sa utak ko pero mali na kapag tinatype ko?? Or talagang mali lang ako??

:( hahaha

buti nalang meshyy ko to. Hahaha. di naman ako na offend kasi mag 3 years na kami sa buhay ng isat isa and even di ko ka-close ang magsabi. nahihiya lang ako. :(

btw. nag ppoint out din ako AT TIMES kapag may nakita akong mali na grammar (on Anon, here on Tumblr) pero not everytime- tinatamad mag TA, madaming iniiisip kesa makialam sa wrong grammar ng iba. Maybe i-practice ko na din na gawin yun as much as I can, wala naman mali doon diba? typo error man or talagang ganun niya isinulat, atleast maging aware din sya.

Have you ever wonder why are you still alive? Breathing in the same air as it dances Capturing the sun’s face With a question “Why I’m still alive?’’

Going around the world, Like a stray dog finding it’s way of living Even it knows the meaning of death Can be pretty funny to say it.

“Why I’m still alive?” Human decides who will stay or those who will disappear from their life, Like words being erased to it’s existance. Even though those word have a hidden treasure.

Hidden in a rat’s hole and never to seen again, is the secret we seak. A cat visiting you while you are asleep, Can be prettycreepy to talk about it.

@usuknetwork ‘s USUK Summer Getaway Day 2: Ice Cream

AN: Me and my sucky title, really. 

Arthur had been seeing it at those commercial ads and due to his recent heat that there was a lack of sweet and cold inside his fridge that he has a sudden craving for a certain flavour of an certain ice cream brand. Ice cream, that one flavour of ice cream was the reason why he's now walking outside late in the evening.

Wearing a decent looking shirt and sweatpants, he walked down his apartment with wallet on his hands and headed to the nearby convenient store. The summer heat and his own heat was not the best things that should happen together. His quiet stroll was interrupted by the bright light of the convenient store.

He heard the automatic door chime as he walked in front of it. The blast of air condition relieved his skin and he walked pass the chips, refrigerated drinks and to the freezer where they kept the ice creams.

When he was in front of it, scanning the flavours for a specific one he really want. Spotting it to the side, forlornly looking at Arthur's direction. He was about to grab that one tub when he saw someone grab it.

The movement was so fast that when Arthur looked back to see who got his item, all he saw was the person's back. The person was wearing a hoodie despite it being summer and a discolouring pair of loose pants. The man did not even bother wearing shoes and forego for a pair of flip flops instead. He looked liked a wreck. And that wreck stole his ice cream. And he want his ice cream back!

He chased after the disoriented man. "Excuse me!" He tried to put authority to his voice, and the other looked at him. Arthur recoiled a bit when he saw the man's face. His hair was dishevelled, his eyebrows frowning and his eyes and nose looks red. The guy don't just looked like he needed shower but he looked like he someone recovering from a heartbreak by Netflix marathon and galloons of ice cream. Not to mention that this guy is an alpha.

"What?" The other groggily asked, sniffing at the process. He's near the cashier and he can feel the person behind the counter's been watching them.

"I believe you got my ice cream." He pointed at the tub the other was holding. "Give it back, please." He opened his palm, ready to receive the tub.

"What?" The other repeatedly, now louder and with confusion.

"My ice cream, please." His hand's starting to feel heavy just raising it and his patience's running low to this man.

"Why would I give you my ice cream?" He tucked the ice cream near his chest, scared that Arthur would latch onto him and snatch the dessert.

"I saw that first!" His voice laced with irritation. He'd just gone into a lonely heat and now, he'd been deprived of his cravings? This is too much!

The other seem shocked by this. "I got it first!" Hiding it further from Arthur's view.

"I was by the fridge first!" He stepped forward, trying to intimidate the other.

At closer look, Arthur can see blue eyes though they seemed to be red and puffy at the moment. They looked really blue but there's no way that he'll tell that to the person who got his ice cream. His scent changing from offended to annoyed in just a few seconds.

"That doesn't count." The other stepped backwards, stepping closer to the counter. He looks ready to dash. "Besides, why don't you look for other flavors!"

"Why don't you do that yourself?" He retracted the question.

"I don't want any flavour, I want that one!" He pointed with his finger. "Give it now!" He started to grab at the other's arm. Tugging in purpose of loosening the tub from the other's grip. He must have looked ridiculous but he would fight for the ice cream. His omega instincts told him so.

"W-what are you doing?" The other tugged at his arm. "L-let go of me!" He shrieked as Arthur tried to grab on the ice cream. "Gilbert, help me!" He looked at the cashier but the staff just shrugged.

"What should I do? This is the most fun thing I see since I was hired here. I'm rooting for you though, Alfred." He laughed while he saw the man - Alfred as the cashier said it and not doing anything.

Arthur wouldn't let go of his grip at the other's arm. He inhaled and tugged on last time, giving all his strength for Alfred to let go of it.

"Man, I'm totally losin-" He yelped when suddenly the tub dropped on the tiled floor of the store and like a raw egg, it spilt its contents. Melting already due to their antics together with the souring of his scent.

Arthur looked at it as spread through the floor. He sniffed as he continued to watch it.

"Holy shi-" Gilbert looked at their side of the counter. "Guys, you still have to pay for it. Stay here, I'll get the floor mop." And stay they did. They just looked at the ice cream as it slowly became liquid until Gilbert nudged them to move and started to clean the mess.

"A-are you okay?" Alfred asked as he tried to comfort the other.

"No!" Arthur snapped. "Do I look okay?!" He looked up with his teary eyes. "M-my ice cream fell on the ground and that's the only ice cream left there!" He sniffed as he covered his face with his hands. His scent upset for the wasted food.

"L-let's take a sit, please." If the alpha's voice is not quivering then his scent tells it. Alfred's panicking over this omega who suddenly accused him, then attacked him and now he's crying because of his wasted ice cream.

Gilbert went back to check on them. "Al, you still have to pay for that one." Alfred gave him an exact amount and he heard the machine like any other transaction inside the store.

"H-hey. Hey." He tapped the other on the shoulder. Arthur peeped a bit from his hands.

Is this guy's eyes been that green? Alfred stared at him for a few more seconds before catching himself.

"You wanna buy to other convenient store?" He smiled sheepishly at the other. The omega just looked at him.

"But that's a bit of further from here..." He trailed off, now feeling bad on how he acted. He acted because he's having a strong craving and now, the alpha's offering him some help.

The alpha got up from his seat. "I'll go and buy you one. Ya stay here, okay?" He gave a thumbs up, telling Gilbert that he'll be back  and left the store. That left Arthur to think of what to say to the aloha when he came back, might as well prepare the cash that he'll give for his share.

A few more minutes of subtle music from the radio speakers, the door opened again with Alfred panting to his direction. A wide grin on his face and a plastic bag with two tubs of ice cream.

"A-ah, thank you for your effort." He stood up but Alfred stopped him. "I need to pay you, right? Here-" His hands was pushed back and Arthur looked at the other.

"Let's eat it here-" A pant. "Might as well restart this one properly." He grinned through his panting. His cheeks a healthy dose of flush that Arthur thinks is appealing.

"Name's Alfred." He offered a hand to Arthur.

"Heard of it from the cashier. Arthur, nice to meet you. I guess."He trailed of as the other laughed.

They talked as they ate their ice cream. Knowing more than just their names and even when they had finished their ice creams and stood, they walk side by side and accompanied each other.

They were in front of Arthur's apartment complex when Alfred gave him a receipt. It crumpled to his hold as the other ran along and waved at him. Even calling him 'Artie' in the process.