Thursday, December 29, 2011

I tried...

Yesterday, I got so inspired to draw by watching Canada's next top model and I don't know why. I got an epiphany on what to draw and how to do it. But when I had an epiphany, I didn't scream, "EUREKA!"' and ran around naked like the first guy did.

But anyways, I decided to share these drawings to you.




Thursday, December 15, 2011

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Why can they do it?!

next gen of harry potter:




Credits to burge-bug, whom I am a major fan of!!! :)))

Friday, December 2, 2011

not everyone has a happy ending

We all think, someday we can have our own happy ending too....

just like in the movies we see, in the books we read.

But lets be rational  here because some can still be fooled. . . .

because of what they think is right actually wrong and whats wrong was actually right.

 And unfortunately they reach triumph through other people's agony

but lets be realistic here. . . 

Not everyone gets their happy ending in life.

so we better deal with it or die.

I used to be a Mirror

Years ago, my sister came home one day and told us that she won an award from our school play. Before, I never really cared, because I have not yet seen her act on stage.I thought, it was just plain acting anyway. . .


But she proved me wrong.


When I reached 6th grade, I was able to watch her CAF play and was shocked at how much she can do. How she made the audience feel what she felt, to make them understand and see the emotion with every word and how much a single word can mean so much more. Form then on.... I wanted to be like her. Wanted to be EXACTLY like her. To be able to make my parents swell with pride, to be able to bring home awards and to be able to prove to everyone I can do what she can do.


Last Year, I, too won an award, and I was so happy because I actually did my best to acquire this award.


This Year something unfortunate happened to me, I became ambitious and my head suddenly swelled because of the things I have achieved. . . . and I am ashamed of this. But then, I did not win any award. And I actually think I deserve not winning any, for I know, I did not do my best.
I was able to see this unfortunate event as a blessing. How come? God was able to finally deflate this egoistically inflated head of mine.


I am also utterly happy for those who have won an award this year. May it be an individual award or a group award, as long as you did your best, you deserve it.


Because of  what happened to me, I learned a lot of things:
Always be humble, to remember that I can not please everyone. . .  and to remember that I can not be exactly like my sister, and to always try to be "me"

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

You were too naive to see it

When you were both young:
- he gives you hints that he likes you, even though you're best friends. . . 
- . . .but you were too naive to see it.

When puberty and hormones kick in:
-You start to "slightly" like him. . . 
-Then he starts to notice other girls
-. . .But deep inside, his feelings for you become stronger (but then again, he was really good in hiding it)

When you both got your first kiss:
- You were rambling for the whole day non-stop. He tries everything to shut you up but nothing worked. so, he did one thing that made you so.
- He kissed you. (for only a second-----it was more like a smack)
-. . .  but you were too shocked to react. He pulls away, and you asked him why.
- His lame reply: Just to shut you up!
- Both of you never mentioned it again, and continued to be best friends (but both of you can't ignore that feeling since you kissed)

When he got his first girlfriend: 
- You were completely calm (but not on the inside)
- You treated her as a friend because she was truly nice
-You respected his private moments with her, even though it hurt sometimes.. . .  cause that's what friends are for . . .  Right???? 
- You presume this overprotective feeling was just you, being sisterly to him.

When you went on your first date:
- After the date, the guy went with you to your house. But when you arrived your best friend was there, standing right outside your porch, looking rather glum, making sure he sent you off on time. When your date tried to kiss you he made sure both of  your lips didn't even touch. 

-Why was he even there in the first place?????

to be continued.....


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Age is just a number

 He might not be ready to submit a college application, but Thomas Suarez of Manhattan Beach, California is already releasing apps for iOS devices. The sixth grader recently gave a talk at TEDxManhattanBeach in which he discussed his love of computers (he got into them in kindergarten), his plans for the future, and the inspiration he got from the late Steve Jobs.


Suarez has released several apps on the Apple App Store since launching his first, a fortune-telling title called Earth Fortune, in late 2010. 


After teaching himself programming basics in Python, C, and Java, Suarez says he took up Apple's SDK and Xcode. "I've gotten a lot of inspiration from Steve Jobs," he says. Inspired, he started an App Club at his school, because "not many kids know where to go to find out how to make a program." As he sees it, "for soccer, you could go to a soccer team, and for violin, you could get a lesson from a violinist." But even parents might not be a resource, since as he rightly points out, "not many of them have written apps."


The club is working with its teacher sponsor to create iPad apps for education, which will eventually be distributed to local school districts free of charge, and sold to others. Oh, and he's even created his own company, CarrotCorp. It sounds like Suarez picked up a little entrepreneurial spirit from Jobs, as well.


(Source)
This article was written by Randy Nelson and originally appeared on Tecca

Monday, November 14, 2011

. . . Thus, I never heal

Today, we had our day of prayer.

When I first, entered the room, I was like I shouldn't have come here. I've already experienced this anyway. but after a few minutes, I began to regret what I just said.

Me and my classmates' were asked to form a circle, and answer this question: What is the most important relationship in your life? I looked all around me and began to notice that my classmates eyes are beginning to become more and more teary just because of thinking of this freaking question.

When my classmates begin to share their stories, I can't help but pity and envy them. Well. . . .  I know everyone can understand I would pity them, but Envy?! I mean, who would want to feel all the pain that they felt?But,Newsflash everyone: I would. Now, the million-dollar question would be why?
I don't envy them because of what they've been through. . . . . I envy them because they become stronger and stronger.

I see their experiences as wounds. As time goes buy, they heal. And then They become more and more stronger. That's why I envy them, they become more aware of what mistakes they did, and they try to avoid it. They make sure  the wounds heal. Then they learn.

Just like them, I get wounds too. But unlike them, it doesn't heal. Unlike them, I don't get scars to remind me of what I've learned. Unlike them, I continue to bleed, Thus I never heal.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Make it EPIC

Have you ever had that feeling that you were cursed to be a failure forever???

Well, if not your lucky. But if you're like me, then. . . .  sucks to be us, right? It's like,  Whenever we try our best it seems like we just continue to fail. It's not in the blood, nor the gene. It's just we're different. Whenever we think some people are different, bad things usually pop in our thoughts. But, when you're different, you're unique. Not just some simple teen, trying to "go with the flow".

Just because he/she has high grades now, doesn't mean they'd succeed life. I mean, it's just numbers,right? 

And since we know we're gonna fail anyways, might as well make it Epic


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Think happy thoughts

I know everyone's familiar with Peter Pan. I mean who isn't? Who could ever forget the perky, forever young teenage boy we see in movies who is part of every girls dream? Not mentioning his ability to fly! That's what attracted me most to Peter Pan. it was not the he was handsome. Nor was it that he was immortal (if he stays in Neverland). But because it was the method he uses to fly.


If it wasn't for Peter Pan. . .  I guess I would be "emo" or gothic right now. Because of him, he made me become more optimistic whenever I had problems. I would also remember Captain Hook. Of course, he was our normal villain. In my life, I see captain hook as my problems.And who could ever forget the lost boys? they were Fun, adventurous, and loyal. Now, I see them as my family and friends. Peter Would always win whenever he had battles against Captain hook because he can fly. and when he flies, he always. . . . 


Think of Happy Thoughts,


When I was young I used to used to laugh at kids who still watch and adore Disney Fairy tale movies. But I was only able to see their importance now that I'm growing up, because I realized they are my (and my sisters') heroes.





Why?

I know we have a lot of questions in our life. I mean, who doesn't have? We ask ourselves this in every situation we have. We keep on asking "Why did I get dumped?" or "Why did I fail the exam" or in my case "Why do I have constipation?". But for once in your life, have you ever just suddenly stopped doing what you were doing and just ask "Why?". Why am I alive?


Usually, when you ask someone this question, They answer: It's because God has a mission for you. I do strongly believe that God has a mission for me, but have you ever asked him; "Why Me?". That mind boggling question that you want to answer, because you know you don't deserve to live at all.


Well have you ever asked yourself?

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

A very Thin Line

I believe there is a thin line between everything.


A thin line between right and wrong.
A thin line between friends and enemies.  
A thin line between hatred and love. 


It's just Us and our Stubbornness that make everything complicated.





Saturday, October 29, 2011

I don't mind where we are as long as you're here.

My parent's dream was to travel around the world together. . . . but then, WE came along. Me and my sisters.
So our parents had to bring us with them (if they can afford it) to wherever they go.


My parents once brought us to Hong Kong last 2008, to Singapore last 2010 and recently to China. But out of all the 3 countries I've been to, the best vacation for me was when we went to Singapore. Why? Because we were able to go to many fantastic and brilliant places there such as Sentosa island, which really is a great place.


I was able to see all types of animals and experience new things. One thing that really made this specific trip really great for me, was because we were able to bond as a family. We were able to learn new things from each other, and became closer.


( I apologize for the lack of pictures, but my mom did not upload any pictures from our trip to Singapore, but only our trip to China..... So here it is)

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Francine Lavilla, my sister and bestfriend

My sister once told me, everyone has a soul mate..... and she ment that "romantically". But she also told me we also have destined best friends. 

For me, my Best friend is my sister, Francine Lavilla. (Who knew I had the guts to admit this? ) Whenever I needed her, She was always there and whenever she needed me, I was there. But of course, we also have lots and lots of fights, but it always ends well. We both love each other and no one can change that. 

When I was down and depressed, no one understood me. . . except her. she told me that, she may have underwent the same thing and helped me fight it. Because of her, I became more stronger, wise, WITTY, and confident. I am also happy to say that, I also made a difference to her life. When she had a fight with her friend, I was there to defend and help her.

Its not the Blood that made us close, but It was the LOVE we have for each other as a sister and as a best friend.




Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Hidden word

There is this class I keep on looking forward to every Tuesdays and Wednesdays. . . 

and that is our journalism class.

Compared to my other classes, I become sleepy easily out of boredom. Me and my classmates at least try to be active during these classes, so that we make sure we have learned something.

 But during our Journalism class, Things are really different. 
I never ever get bored. Why? because It's fun. Our teacher gives us these activities that makes us have fun and at the same time, learn. What I like the most during our Journalism class is this activity called "Hidden Word". It's when we have to guess the name of  actresses or actors from the picture shown to us, and use their first letters to form a hidden word somehow related to journalism. It's really a fun activity, especially if you know most Hollywood actors and actresses. My classmates and I would have a race on who can guess the name first, thus making the activity loads more exciting. During our Journalism class, I have fun, and learn more, which is why I look forward to every meeting.

"Hidden Word"




Friday, September 16, 2011

catch it...


Our life is like a Quidditch game. . .

  and we are all "seekers"

The snitch are our dreams, and us seekers have to find it despite the chaos around us.

We have to grab it before somebody else does. . .

 and catching it may be our success or downfall.


wake up, wake up.


It's time for us to wake up. To wake up from our fantasies and dreams, and face realities.


Thursday, September 8, 2011

Be closed


Don't share your problems, It'll just get worse.

But won't our feelings get too bottled up. . . until we want to explode?

It's better that way. Would you rather let others worry for your sake
or solve your own problems without affecting them?

It  wouldn't hurt to share your problems to just one person...

But it would, if that person spills it out for everyone to hear

Is there anyone in this world that we can  still trust?
Basically, No, there is no one left to trust.





Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Decisions we make. . .

In life, sometimes you may come in between. 

There are always 2 sides. . . The good and the evil, white or black. But what if you're stuck in the middle? What if you're in between? Between colors black and white, what if you were grey? Would you choose  one side just because of peer pressure? Or would you try to follow your own thing?

In life, we are all different in a special way. 

In a sea of roses, you're the only sunflower. . .  or in a group of dwarfs, you were the only giant?
Would you change who you are just because you're different? Or would you try to be proud of who you are and just be you?



You choose. If you choose what's wrong, you won't make a difference and just be deemed "normal" (which may be a good thing or a bad thing) If you choose what's right despite the difference, you can help others and be unique. But if you stay neutral and wait for fate to just happen, how Could it happen when you didn't do anything to make it happen. 



The world depends on every, little decision we make.







Wednesday, August 31, 2011

A mix



I know everyone has been compared to their parents before. Almost everyone I've met told me I look like my dad, but when they see my sisters (whom are female versions of my father! ) they say we don't look alike. So, I was confused. Reeaally confused. 

Have you ever asked yourself, "Why do I look like my dad", "Why do I look like my mom" or "Why don't I look like any of them?".Before, I keep on getting confused whom I look alike. My mom? or my dad? But after a few years, I know realized I'm a mix  of both of them. Not just outside, but inside as well. My sisters look like my dad, but they sometimes act like my dad, but usually like my mom. 

While I, on the other hand am different. I'm still a mix

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My dad: Used to be part of the student council. He definitely likes to eat. Really likes math. He used to play the piano. He likes reading. Knows how to cook. Super-duper smart! Scared of my mom. friendly and kind.

My mom: She was a dancer.  She also was a singer. Likes to draw. Really likes Science. Sucks at math. Has a bad temper. A fighter (not literally, of course). Has a strong personality. Just like my dad, she likes reading too.

My sisy, francine: Uber kind. Likes music. really smart. likes to cook. Likes science. Plays the piano. dreams of seeing a cow.Likes to read. Dances like a super-star. A good leader.

Me: Likes to read. Knows how to sing and draw. Sucks at math.  I'm a good leader. Likes to eat. Addicted to harry potter. plays the piano and the guitar. Currently in love with bacon.

Little sisy, faith: Has a bad temper. likes science, plays the piano and organ. A fighter, just like my mom. Has a strong personality. smart in everything. (seriously. I'm not kidding) a good leader too.

The formula of my family:

a super-duper smart dad + a really smokin' hot & talented mother = a really cool and awesome sisy who likes music + a weird sisy who is now in love with bacon + a strong and talented younger sisy.


Tuesday, August 30, 2011

They have Courage, While I have Cowardice

We all think that at some point in our lives, we think that it was perfect, that we wish nothing could change for we were already living "the dream" somehow. (I can't believe I'm admitting this)I even thought my life was a fantasy, a dream!


Boy, was I wrong!


We all think that what we see is the truth. But once we see the deeper meaning in it, we see it's horrible ugliness, its falsity, and injustice.


 How? There are people who can make us think what we see is something pretty, but in reality, it's ugly. They make us see useless things, but actually, they're beautiful. We can't trust what we see anymore, for we don't know which is which. It scares me to not trust what I see, for  it makes us highly vulnerable. But just like I said, we don't know what to trust anymore. People nowadays are able to twist our minds, in making us believe in all the lies that they think is right and covering up the truth to make everything all right for now.  They thought that they can hide and mask the truth.


But. . . boy, were they wrong. They didn't know that the truth was like a bomb. It will force it's way out and  it'll hurt like hell.


But then, there are people, who somehow manages to save the day.
I know some can't see them because of the illusion of  the lies others have created to make us see them as different, and just plain wrong. But think deeper, see clearer, and listen harder. They are the real heroes. They may seem sad and lonely. . . and weird, but they make us see what needs to change and whats right. they make us see our mistakes, even though it hurts, so that we can change and correct ourselves.. They are not afraid of facing the truth. (Unlike me, I try to run away.)


I, too, want to be a hero. I want to be like them. But we are different. They have courage, While I have cowardice.




Friday, August 26, 2011

I wish. . .

Have you ever wished that you were somebody else? You know, someone special?


Well If you haven't, I have. Almost every bloody day! I've read about kids, between ages 14 to 16 who save the world, who can fly who can fight. I wish I was one of them. Like Percy for example from the PJO and the Olympians series. . . he thought he was an abnormal teen who never belonged, but at the end of his journey he was able to save the world. Like the flock from the  Maximum ride novels. They were hurt, abused and in pain yet they were able to save mankind. Even though I didn't feel the tragedies that they felt, Still, I wish to be like them. Why, you ask? because, they had the courage to be brave to stand up to their enemies despite the tragedies that they faced.


Have you ever wished that you could do something different? Something entirely unique that could change the world? I have. . . but God didn't give me the power to do so. That would totally be wrong. I wish i could have been one of those kids, who experienced hurt, yet they stand tall because they learned to be strong. No, not like me who just sits around at home sleeping. and this scares me. Why? because I know time will come, I will face problems that might be my downfall and if I do fall. . . I might not get up.


 But the wish, i want to be granted the most is the wish that I just want to be special. Not that special that I just mentioned, but to feel special just once. 



don't compare

Today, I received my report card.


And to be honest. . .  I was really really disappointed in myself. I mean, I could have done better! But No.. I had to be so lazy to study or do something worthwhile (other than read fanfics, of course). So now my grades are not that high, but not that low. I'm just right in the middle. Why am I disappointed, you ask? I'ts because, compared to my grades last year, my grades now were low. I haven't given my all this quarter. So now I would do my best this time, so that my grades could get higher. 


It also sucks when your parents compare you to other people's kids as well. And because of that  I've always compared myself to my sisters. Both of them were really smart compared to me. Almost all of their grades are between the average of 87-93 while mine are. . . just okay. But then I noticed they were better at some stuff that I can't do, and I was better at other things that they can't do.So, as I got older I've learned not to compare myself to them anymore. I realized that everyone has their own strengths and their fatal flaws. 







Thursday, August 25, 2011

matching jack

Today, I watched a movie called Matching Jack. . . . And it was BLOODY BRILLIANT. It made me laugh and cry at the same time.


It was about this boy who had leukemia. He was hospitalized and met his best friend, Finn, who also had leukemia. The boys were oblivious to the world around them as both of their parents try to find a match to cure them. But  it doesn't end there only. there would be loads of series of events that would make your heart stop. 


Because of this movie, it, made me realize that in this world of ours,we keep on fighting with each other when we need to defeat this ensuing battle against a powerful enemy called. . . Leukemia.


Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Bummer

What a Bummer of a day.


I hate it sometimes, when I need to do something but can't because of lack of inspiration.
For example: here I am, sitting in front of my laptop trying to write a poem for my project. . . but I don't have any inspiration to do it. So  I am now waiting for something weird to happen to help me start to think outside of the box. I want this poem to be creative but I don't have any inspiration to write, right now. So. . .  I'll just keep on waiting.


It's better to wait rather than to force it out of me.

I have a HUGE problem

This huge problem of mine started when I saw my reflection this morning. It all started like this:


I woke up feeling the same as usual. I did not realize that my day would be ruined because of this problem. I took my towel and headed for the shower. that's when I saw this HUGE problem. . . . on my face. 
and that problem was a pimple. yes, a pimple. Who wouldn't be bummed when they have zit right in the middle of their face?! 

But anyway, all I have to do now is wait because I know  it would go away. 


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

quizzes

They make life sooo much difficult. seriously.


Everything was going smoothly that day. I woke up , feeling cheerful as always, and I was sure I did all of my homework so I wasn't worried too much. But when I arrived at school, my day came rushing down the drain. Seriously. I haven't even sat down on my seat, a classmate of mine said "Did you know we have a quiz in science?". I was like "WHAT?!" Of course. . .  I was dumbfounded.


I'm not that type of person who is naturally smart in science so what I did was, I planned to study later that Lunch. I asked them, what's the topic for the quiz? most of them answered with a shrug but some of them answer that the last lesson would be the quiz. So obviously, I studied the last lesson. Later when we had our quiz, none of the topics I had studied popped out.
I wasn't even surprised. It seems that whenever I try to do my best, it's not enough. . . . which is super duper sad.

Monday, August 15, 2011

We Keep On Drowning

Fantasy. Reality.

Both are different indeed. Fantasy, makes our life more colorful, more creative, but masks the horrible truth of our reality. Just like me, I keep on drowning myself in fantasies, but I know reality's just waiting for me.
 On the other hand, Reality HURTS. Yes, people, it does hurt. A lot.  In reality, we feel hope, sadness & pain, and the sad part is, we can't stop ourselves from feeling it. But that's what fantasies are for. . . . they mask the pain, that sadness that we feel.


I know a girl who really pointed out the difference of fantasies from reality. 
here's her story.

After her mother's death, she drowned herself in fantasies, trying to make the pain go away. and miraculously. . . . it did, but not for long. She kept on reading, books about perfect families. which in reality, hers is shattered. She was so drowned in her fantasies, that she didn't see another tragedy coming. Her father died. she was so distraught because, she didn't spend enough time with her father. So from then on she swore that she wouldn't drown herself in fantasies anymore. She learned that no matter how we try to delay reality,it still comes.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Saturday, August 6, 2011

I'm a bloody hypocrite

It hurts me so bloody much! It hurts that I've been waiting for a long time for this,yet I didn't get to experience it.


Wonder what I'm talking about? it's about Pottermore.


It's this website, where all my fantasies and magical dreams can come true!!!!
(And I'm not joking. . . .  I'm serious this time. Which really rarely happens. ) But we were only given 7 days to register early,and you have to find the right time of the day, when it's open for registration. So now, I have to wait til October until the website's open for everyone. Iv'e been waiting for this since July!


The reason I didn't register early was because of the exams. Stupid, bloody, freaking, exams! But it also made me stop and think..... do I really need to register this early, or just wait? I knew that if I open the internet, I won't be able to stop. So, I did the good thing after all, even though it makes me sad.


And by the way, I'm a bloody hypocrite.
Why?     I keep on telling everyone that once they see a good opportunity, grab it! But... I didn't. hahaha

Saturday, July 23, 2011

In life, our greatest enemy are ourselves.

Pretend





In life, people always tell us that the truth would always set us free. But would it?


Everywhere we go, almost everyone pretends, because sometimes its better to pretend than to let everyone see who you really are. Some are just scared to let their walls break down or to let others reach out to them because of the pain they have felt. Just like me, there are times you would see me smile,but the scars I have, made me feel pain, thus making it hard to open up in fear that once I do, the scars I have in my heart won't heal, but will be opened again. . . .  but this time much much more deeper.

Why do we need hate when we have love?



SUNDVOLLEN, Norway (AP) — The man in the police uniform shouted for the campers to come closer. When they did, he killed them.

The gunman who killed at least 80 people at an island youth camp northwest of Oslo used his disguise to lure in his victims, then shot them twice to make sure they were dead, survivors said in the village of Sundvollen, where they were taken after the massacre.
"I saw many dead people," said 15-year old Elise, whose father, Vidar Myhre, didn't want her to disclose her last name. She just feet away from the gunman when he opened fire in the camp on Utoya island.
Elise said she had just come out from an information meeting in a nearby building when she heard gunshots. She saw a police officer and thought she was safe, but then he started shooting.
"He first shot people on the island. Afterward he started shooting people in the water," she said.
Elise said she hid behind the same rock that the killer was standing on. "I could hear his breathing from the top of the rock," she said.
In panic, the girl phoned her parents, whispering to them what was going on.
"They told me not to panic and that everything would be OK." Her parents also told her to get rid of a brightly colored jacket she was wearing to not draw attention to herself.
She said it was impossible to say how many minutes passed while she was waiting for him to stop.


Survivors described a scene of sheer terror at the camp, which is organized by the youth wing of Norway's ruling Labor party. Hundreds of young people were eagerly awaiting a speech the prime minister was to give there Saturday.
Police said the man arrested in the shooting is Norwegian and had set off a bomb that killed seven people outside the prime minister's headquarters in Oslo, about 20 miles (35 kilometers) from the camp.
Several of the survivors seemed calm as anxious parents picked them up at a Sundvollen hotel, but the stories they told were of utter terror.
Dana Berzingi said the fake police officer ordered people to come closer, then pulled weapons and ammunition from a bag and started shooting.
Several victims "had pretended as if they were dead to survive," the 21-year-old said. But after shooting the victims with one gun, the gunman shot them again in the head with a shotgun, he said.
"I lost several friends," said Berzingi, whose pants were stained with blood. He said he used the cell phone of one of his fallen friends to call police.
Emilie Bersaas, identified by Sky News television as one of the youths on the island, said she ran inside a school building and hid under a bed when the shooting started.
"At one point the shooting was very, very close (to) the building, I think actually it actually hit the building one time, and the people in the next room screamed very loud," she said.
"I laid under the bed for two hours and then the police smashed a window and came in," Bersaas said. "It seems kind of unreal, especially in Norway. This is not something that could happen here."
Another camper, Niclas Tokerud, stayed in touch with his sister through the attack through text messages.
"He sent me a text saying 'there's been gunshots. I am scared (expletive). But I am hiding and safe. I love you,'" said Nadia Tokerud, a 25-year-old graphic designer in Hokksund, Norway.
As he boarded a boat from the island after the danger had passed he sent one more text: "I'm safe."

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

unpredictable


Life is never easy and we should always expect the unexpected

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Friday, July 8, 2011

Etched In My Heart

Reading the harry Potter series was epic! I thank J.K. Rowling for making a book that made me laugh and cry at the same time. I was very fond of the 3 main characters not only in the book but also in the movies. We've seen them grow altogether as they become who they are now. When the first movie went out, Emma, Rupert and Daniel were only 11. For the past 10 years I've seen them and they are now part of my life. I never believed in magic before, but now I do. Why? because they made me feel what their characters feel, which for me was impossible.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Take a shower. It's good for you.

Have you ever noticed that whenever we take a shower, random ideas just pops out of nowhere? If you didn't notice that, I did! For example this morning while I was taking a shower i just remembered some scenes from this really really awesome movie called "flipped".


It's not just your ordinary love story. . . . . trust me.
Compared to other love stories that are just completely FORGETTABLE this one will make you fall in love. It's really unique compared to other movies since this movie's setting was during the 1980's and doesn't talk only about love. It also talks about family problems, school and . . . . . life.

I really thank God for giving us water and brains. Water for cleaning ourselves and take wonderful showers and of course for our brains that gave me the ability to remember almost all the scenes from this really really awesome movie.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Here I am, fatherless.

Today, I wanted to share what I wrote regarding "Divorce". What motivated me in writing this is because I was so inspired when I read the book  "The secret life of Prince charming" . When we read the title, we think it's about love, but it's not. It's something much deeper than that.What I wrote is sort of a story but not really a story. And By the way, this has nothing to do with my dad.(I completely made this up)


Here I am fatherless


       CRASH!!! I hear the plates break on the floor as I see my parents fighting again,my mom sobbing my dad all red with fury. I try my best to make the tears stop and to make all the pain go away. But that's just it.... I try, and I can't make it all disappear. And before I know it, I see my dad packing his clothes, take a cab, and leave. He left me and my mother there, broken.

It's been a few years since my dad left, and here I am fatherless. Why? because my parents got divorced. Whenever I say our parents are divorced people tend to be all mushy and say "I feel so sorry for you" or "Aww, that's too bad". But they don't get it. I became strong. Compared to the small problems of my classmates I've been through worse.

 I see some  children in the park, with their families and I always tend to look at their fathers and how lucky they are. But as I see wives with their husbands I tend to fear for them. Thinking that at the end they'll just leave you someday. And here I am still fatherless,knowing that I'll never feel love from a father.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Rain, Rain Go away!!!!

Yesterday was the last day of our Kapatiran. The day started out pretty well for me and I thought everything will go smoothly as we had our Gawad Kalinga activity. But of course I was wrong


Everyone was excited to experience this activity. Even I was excited because during the summer holidays, I got to experience what it was like and it was so much fun. Even though I felt like I was going to melt, and the weight of the cement felt like 1,000 kilograms, I still had fun. It made me realize that sacrificing a day to help make a home can do so much for someone else.

Everything went as planned, but when we started to gather to ride our jeepneys, something went wrong. At first it only stared as a drizzle. I kept praying in my head, hoping that it would stop, but when we arrived there It only got stronger and stronger so we had no choice but to come back to school. I Feel sorry for my classmates who haven't experienced this yet. They won't be able to feel the happiness that we feel once we've achieved something. But I hope when they get the opportunity, they should grab it and give it their all.



Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Open eyes,open ears,open heart

                When I arrived at home yesterday I read a book..... not my "school" books but a novel.  I was so engrossed in reading that I ALMOST forgot to study and do my assignments. I continued reading it when my mom just barged into my room without knocking (I mean, It is MY room). When I asked her why she did that she  said she was just checking if I was really doing my homework. At first she thought I was reading my CAE book, but then she noticed the weird illustration of the book. She asked me what book that is and of course, I told her it was a novel. 
          She got mad and  nagged me that I was supposed to do this and that. I thought my ears were going to bleed! Then she confiscated it. I was so sad at first but then I realized she was right. I mean, it's a school day, I was supposed to study and do my homework. The next day, I wasn't surprised When I wasn't able to participate much in our classes. because of what happened It made me realize that usually,our parents our right. Even though they are sometimes annoying, and irritating they just want the best for us. So to sum it up I learned  3 things:

1. I shouldn't read novels during school days ( except for Friday!)

2. Whenever our parents keep on scolding or nagging us, it's for our own good and they do it because they love us.

3. Since I'm a teen, when my parents scold me I usually let it pass through my ears, but now I learned we should also listen to them.


Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Can't live without it

What can't we live without? Maybe our diary? our rosary? our books? Well, for me, I can't live without fanfiction (technically the internet) . It's just simply awesome!!!! :)

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Monday, June 20, 2011

Imagine


People keep on asking me why do I read so much. Before, I just say "It's nice" but now that I've thought about it.... it makes me feel better. I get to forget my problems, I become a new character and I learn new things. But what makes me read is because I get to feel what the characters feel. When they smile, I smile.When they laugh, I laugh. When they love,I learn to love.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

What's in a name?

Today, in English we shared name trivias. Names like,Justine, Ioseph, Scorpius,Calypso, and other interesting unique names. While my classmates were sharing their trivias, I learned tons of new things. Things, I've never Imagined of learning....or hearing. For example: Men during the 1800 or 1900 put their hand on their testicles whenever they swore. Let me repeat that: they put their hands on their testicles whenever they swore.

My Name triivia is Calypso. It means to conceal or she that conceals.
What fascinated me most was the mythology behind it.It was about Calypso and Odysseus.vCalypso lived in Ogygia, where she was ousted as a prisoner because she supported her father in the battles between Titans and Olympians. Where the island was is still unknown, and there are many versions of its possible location. The story of Calypso and Odysseus in Ogygia was introduced by Homer and the common belief among many historians and scholars is that Homer’s locations were mostly fictional, mythical, so this one was too. Some believed that the island was located in the western Mediterranean Sea, or more precisely - in the Ionian Sea. Anyway, in the island Ogygia, Calypso welcomed the exhausted Greek hero, Odysseus, who was drifted for nine days in the open sea after losing his ship and his army to the monsters of Italy and Sicily when coming back home from Troy.

Mythical Calypso fell for Odysseus and wanted to make him her immortal husband and give him the eternal youth. But Odysseus didn’t accept her generosity – he was dreaming about going back to his Ithaca and his wife. Calypso was so much in love with him that despite his refusal of her offers, she kept hoping and seducing Odysseus. Eventually, she made him her lover.
They lived together for seven years in her breath-taking cave-home, and according to Hesiod, Calypso even gave birth to two kids: Nausithous and Nausinous. Apollodorus said that Calypso bore Odysseus a son, Latinus. Was Odysseus really imprisoned by Calypso, or his longings weakened over the years and comfort and love that Calypso provided him with?
If goddess Athena hadn’t asked Zeus to “save” Odysseus from Ogygia and Calypso, what could have happened? Zeus sent the messenger of the gods, Hermes, to persuade Calypso to let Odysseus go. Calypso couldn’t refuse Zeus, the King of the gods, but being somewhat fearful of Zeus’ s powers, somewhat angry because of her loss to come, she had something to say to Hermes: "Cruel folk you are, unmatched for jealousy, you gods who cannot bear to let a goddess sleep with a man, even if it is done without concealment and she has chosen him as her lawful consort." (Homer, Odyssey 5.120). So, she helped Odysseus build the boat that would take him back to his wife and his Ithaca. She provided enough food and wine for the long journey, and good winds.
Calypso, who believed that she saved Odysseus, after losing her lover of seven years tried to kill herself. But being immortal, she only went through terrible pain and suffering.

Calypso tried to hide her lovers after this experience that's why her name means "she that conceals".

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

What a day!

Tuesdays,really don't work for me. It's the time of the week were I really hate waking up early and going  to school. But what can we do? We NEED to go to school. We still have a lot to learn.

This was how my day went.

1. I already woke up at 5:45 am. Great!

2. Since I stayed up late last night, I was sleepy. Brilliant Lou! just brilliant!

3. I tripped a lot of times, so now my foot hurts. Wow! 

4. I got scared when I thought that my sisters left me at school. Excellent!

5. My mom picked me up at around 5:45.  Outstanding!

One of the best days ever!.... NOT!

Bullied to death


Have you ever heard of the word Bullicide? Bullicide means bullying to death. When we here the word bullying the idea that comes into mind is "physically" hurting someone,but it doesn't only stop there. Bullying can be in a form of made up rumors, or even teasing. For some of us, it may be just for fun, but for others...it can cut them deep, so deep in fact that they usually say that they just want to end their "pains". When I was just randomly searching the internet for a trivia, I found an article about a boy who killed himself because he was bullied for liking the color pink. I mean, there's nothing wrong in liking the color pink, right?So why did they have to bully him? For me, this is not Suicide.... this is Murder.