Let's think about everything we've done and be thankful for everything that was shared,for the people who cared, for the tears that were shed, for the troubles that were left behind, the success that were obtained and for the families that are with us, God's gift.

:)

This is it.

This is it, huh? The last moth of the year 2010. Can you believe it? I'm actually pretty gobsmacked that the year has almost passed and this is like the last days of December. Yeah, 2010 is really a roller coaster ride for most, if not all. I'm really thankful for this year. A year of unexpected twist and turns.

A face for every picture.

I love taking pictures. Regardless, who's in the pictures. I love taking them because somehow I hope that I can encapsulate whatever memory there is in a particular moment and wish that someday look back through ancient scrapbooks and laugh at the good times.

I've written poems before.

Nothing new, really.

It never crossed my mind,

how I did this so easily.

Practice, patience and words,

an Amateur, I maybe.

Rhymes, Rhythm and paper

I write whatever, as honest as I can be.

So I guess that how I do it.

Write, Pause and then at the paper, Stare.

Willing myself to think of something

In hopes to write anything there.

Grr.

I am annoyed. Why? My annoyance is because of a very reasonable reason. I'm annoyed because I really thought that I already completed the albums of the awesome band, All Time Low. Much to my dismay I was wrong.

Hello Brooklyn

Hello Brooklyn

By: ALL TIME LOW

Source: http://www.allthelyrics.com/song/1313432/

This city, so pretty
Under the moonlit skies, we'll be hanging like a cigarette
So stunning, start running
Tonight's like a knife, would you cut me with your kiss?
I believe, red lips, you're unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's my invitation

Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

This city, was your city
Heels on the sidewalk begging for a back beat
Don't worry, I fight dirty
Tonights like a right hook, knock you off your feet
I'll be yours truly unbelievable
Can't miss this chance to take you out, here's your invitation

Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause you sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world

Kiss it all goodbye
Tonight you've never been more alive
You're so alive
You're not afraid to die
And I can see it in your eyes
In your eyes

Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Take the streets all night
Cause we sleep all day
When the world comes crashing down
Who's ready to party?
Hello Brooklyn, hey LA
Coast to coast
I'll take you down in flames
Let the good times roll
We can let go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world

London, Tokyo, Boston, Frisco, DC, Chicago, Baltimore
(There's a party at the end of the world)
Toronto, Memphis, Rio, Dublin, Mexico, Paris, here we go
Everybody knows there's a party at the end of the world

Happy Birthday to youuuuu, Alexander William Gaskarth.

Pic: Google.com

Alex Gaskarth, Happy Birthday:)

Alexander William Gaskarth, Belated Happy Birthday!

It's the season to be jolly. As the saying goes this might be true but it doesn't necessarily mean that we can't go past this holiday. Everyday, we are given the opportunity to start a fresh anew and this there very reason why we should look forward because everyday can never be an ordinary day. Why? It's because, in my opinion, nothing happens twice and that's why we should make the most of everything. There's nothing wrong with having fun this Season but we can go past this, further than this season and be Jolly everyday.

Happy Holidays:))

Ninja Mode:)

Alone + Night + Creepy thoughts in mind + Weird sounds = Ninja Mode:)

As long as I can remember I've always been afraid when I know I'm alone especially at night. I don't know how or why but being alone at night gives me the creeps. I weirdly anticipate creepy noises and over react when I hear the slightest of the out of the ordinary noises I hear hence me in full Ninja Mode.

:)

Ahh, December

I love December. Why? Maybe because of the cold breeze that surrounds the atmosphere or maybe it's just the season where we can find our families closer than ever. I don't know. There's just something special about December.

Waiting.

I am waiting. I am waiting patiently. I am waiting patiently for something. I am patiently waiting for something good. I am patiently waiting for something good and wonderful. I am waiting patiently for something good and wonderful to happen. I am waiting patiently for something good and wonderful and awesome that should probably happen right now. Yeah, me waiting patiently here doesn't really make sense anymore.

:))

Printer, let's call it a truce?

Dear Printer,

Why won't you do what I say? Why on earth wouldn't you just do your job? Whyyy? Come on! I totally need you to print something and you can't just be kind enough to print for me??? Aren't you supposed to print? You are a PRINTer. Okay, I apologize if I ever tried to hurt you so please, I am kindly asking you to print when necessary. So what'd ya say? Truce?

Sincerely,

Your owner.

Let's take a dive, it couldn't hurt.

My brain is on major over drive and I don't have the slightest clue why. Seriously, I need to relax more. So here's what I'm doing typing away and forgetting the world even if it's just for a few minutes. It's been so long and I have to admit my schedule is tight. So I really couldn't take care of my blogs very well ( Blog forgive me for my ignorance). And now it's our December break and I'm totally going to take advantage of my time.

Tired:/

And I go down that road of confusion and what not. My judgement cloudy for my eyes won't open as I forced them to. Heavy eyes, calming atmosphere. How can a desperately tired person not succumb to this temptation. How? When ones body is doomed for complete shutdown the moment it hits the warm, soft material that we call " bed". Oh how, oh how? What am I blabbing about? I have no idea either.
:)

Westies:))

Okay, early morning. All I can hear is Westlife songs. They are legends. Oh my.I soo want to meet them. They are one of the awesomest instruments of music:) . Fact is that they are one of the many people who have influenced me greatly in the field of music. Well, to be honest they are one of the reasons why I love music to begin with. I guess I just caught myself in the Westlife fever. Legends. Pure Legends.

Yeaah, I can do this.

The clock's ticking. Tick, tock, tick, tock. I can't believe today is the day. My heart's racing as the blood in my body rush to my head, pounding. I'm freaking out. I only have about four to five hours left for me to say this " I can do this. I can do this. I am not going to humiliate myself. No, not today." Yeah, I can do this I know I can. It's me and the satge, that's all that matters. I'm not going to let myself and most of all my fellow students down. I can't give up cause I know I can do this. Pep talk. Gotta stay strong.
:)

Simple.

When I write, I don't know why but it calms me. It's my escape route sometimes. It's kind of nice to know I have something that enables me to relax and enjoy for even just a moment. It's the simple things in life that can make me fell such peace.

Here's to the future:)

Sometimes I wonder where I'm going to be in 10 years. Will I be successful? Will I be busy with piles of work slumped on me? Most of all I wonder constantly, will I be happy? I don't know what the future holds for me. I seriously thank God for all the things He has done to make me be me here today. So yeaah, here's to the future.

:)

It doesn't happen all the time.

I wonder why there are times when I want to say something and then when it's finally time for me to talk I say " Hey, you know....I...um..wait. I know I'm supposed to say something...Uhmmm, what was it? Yeaah, I forgot what I was going to say. Sorry." It doesn't happen all the time but it does.

Writer's block? Seriously?

Okay, I got nothing. Yeah, I think my head is out of ideas. What is wrong with me? Hmmm, I wonder if it's something that I ate. Well, I really hope I would think of something to write about. And I really hope that it would be soon. Ohhh, maybe this is what they call " writer's block"? I dunno. Bleech, brain, work for me, please?

Take a dive in and we'll see what happens.

You know the feeling when your on the backstage and you know that it's scene next and then you tell yourself " I can do this, I can do this." Yeaah, it seriously takes my adrenaline rush to another level too bad it scares the living daylights out of me. Well, what more can I do other than give it my all, right? "Just take a dive in and see what happens" that's what I'll be thinking.

All or Nothing:))

All or Nothing.This song is absolutely amazing. Nuff' said. I totally love it.

Thank you, Google.

I fell in love with this picture the second I my eyes saw it. And this one of the many reasons why I seriously thank Google. com and it's existence.

Source: Google.com

Take a breath, doesn't it sound so easy?

Yeaa, I have been having one of my " freaking - out - stressed - can't - keep - my - cool " moments this week. I mean I'm seriously up to my head internalizing stuff. Baah, I really need to step back, close my eyes and take a very deep breath or my mind's going to be on major overload.

type, erase, type erase some more.

Type. Erase. type then I type something wrong and then erase, type again. Continuous typing until bell rings. Oh, it rang. Bye.

Sing me to sleep.

Okay, so something random. Hmmm, yeah...I heard from a certyain source that All Time low was in Manila. So imagine my freakin' face when I heard that. My mind was screaming " OH . MY. FUDGE. All Time low was freakin two hour plane ride away from me. And maybe on that particular day I was dreaming 'oh what if they come? i would be soo freaked'. Well, newsflash THEY WERE HERE. Were, past tense. Sigghh. My chance and I just let it slip away. Alex Gaskarth to ease my regret please sing me to sleep.

There's a party at the end of the world.

Who would have thought that I'm actually writing about my brother. Nah, Im actually just posting cause it's his birthday and all. Soo yeaa, Happy birthday brother dearest. I may take you for granted sometimes, okay maybe most of the time but I can never deny that I am sooo blessed because I have a genuinely womderful brother who will always be there for me even if I bully him. Bro, don' t Trake this the wrong way haha. I love ya,man. Happy birthday.
:))

Kicking it old school:)

The good old times. Aahh, nothing beats the classics:))
Me and my friend are looking at random pictures of old dresses. Honestly if you can work it, those dresses ain't half bad.

Cooking and what not.

Yeaa, so me and cooking which entails me actually holding a knife doesn't work out. That is a fact.

Gizelle Villa

Gizelle: Quiet. Oh, what else? She's sooo quiet... in the nicest way. She's creative and artistic and anything else that has to do with the art of drawing. She's soft - spoke. Duh, she's quiet after all. Uhmm, another good thing about her is that she sees the brighter side of things most of the time. And although she doesn't show her best in activities, I know she can do anything she sets her mind on doing;))

Groaaan.

It bits not being able to upload pictures. It really does. it gets to me easily and then eventually aggrivates me and then I end up letting out a frustrating groan. GROOAAAN!

Snakebites

Aren't people amazing? Seriously All Time Low's " Lost In The Stereo" is an epic. Period. It's like my addiction. Duh, All Tim Low IS my addiction so that includes their EVERYTHING.

Epic Fail part 2

So me and jul were trying, TRYING to change my background to the one of Alex's gorgeous face yet it does not change. Fudge:(. EPIC FAIL part 2.

I'm Baaacckk:))

Okay, I don't know how long it's been since I've updated but yea whatever. I'm Baacck:))

Too much:))

I see no point on drinking alcoholic drinks. I really don't get why people drink those beverages. I mean, they make you confused, they give you temporary mind block, what else? Umm, they start making you sound weird. And gives you major headaches in the morning which eventually leads to puking ones guts out. Haha. So, I think I'll pass drinking, I guess it's okay to drink once in a while but never too much cause too much of anything is just too much. Haha.

Comprehend is a BIG word for me:))

Ever tried pretending to sleep? I have but I really can't comprehend why it doesn't work for me. Maybe I just stink at doing that. Gotta love my imperfections.

La La Land.

I really have to stop my mind from zoning out and going off to La La Land. This really annoying habit of mine gets me into trouble sometimes like when somebody sometimes talks to me and I eventually zone out cause my mind goes off to La La Land but this happens only in the rarest of times. It's funny how my brain talks to me. Weird, but funny.

Shawarma

Okay, so my brotha wanted me to write something about Shawarma. He totally digs that food, I haven't tries it yet but I think I'm gonna soon. We'll see.

:))`

Blog: Alex is HOTT.

This whole morning I have not said Alex is hott, which he definitely is. Haha.

Okay. Just felt that I should type that.

:))

I think I might pass out.

I know I've mentioned this already but I am really afraid of airplanes, so boarding one isn't helping me. Agggh. I think I'm gonna pass out when I board the plane. GOSH. Why do I have to be such a wimp when it comes to airplanes.

Spongebob.

Spongebob the lovable underwater creature who live in a pineapple under the sea. I love Spongebob Squarepants. Funny thing is that in the first seconds of an episode without even seeing the title of the episode you know what episode's going on. I simply love it.

Siomai, loads and loads of mind altering Siomai.

It's official, I love siomai. They are just sooo scrumptious! I just can't get enough. Blast my stomach. Siomai....DROOOOOL.

:))

Unicorn.

I wonder what's it like to ride on a unicorn. Is it like riding a horse? Or is it some totally different experience? Hmmm...thought for today.

:))

Whoopeeeee!

Whoopi-do- DA! Woke up early and I was forced against my will to start packing my things, Aggh. But it's all good, I'm done with packing sooo off to my laptop which turned on pretty quick, for a change. So now I'm here, Morning Blog, morning Alex,morning world.

:)

Keep it cool:))

I love ALL TIME LOW.

[ Image: Google.com ]

Peace out.

Yeeaa, Gotta get some shut eye guys. See ya. Peace out. Haha, I can't believe I typed that.

Dream Man

My dream man: Mr. Alexander William Gaskarth:))))))

[ Image: Google.com ]

Alex Gaskarth

What else can I say other than: My dream man? Seriously what is there not to love about this guy? I am totally in like with him but not in the stalker way, cause that is just so wrong, man. He has an amazing voice that make me want to faint. He is just, no words, man. No words.

Drool, Zack.

Zack is sooo fit. Droooooool.

[ Image: Google.com ]

Zack Merrick

Now this dude is FIT! Man, he can shred his shirt apart, I know cause I saw. Haha. He has wicked abs, in a good way. He leaves girls of all ages drooling. He is ...uhmmm....FIT! He is the bassist of the awesome band, All Time Low.

Incredibly funny musician with LOADS of talent.

And here is the incredibly funny musician who has loads of talent. Jack barakat!

[ Image: Google.com ]

Jack Barakat

I seriously love this dude! Haha, he is incredibly funny. I'm pretty sure he can make any awkward moment funny. He is one of a kind, so lucky who gets him last. He is one amazingly funny musician who has loads of talent not to mention he is the lead guitarist of the awesome All Time Low.

:))

Just as promised.

Just as promised:

[Image: Google.com and also Buzznet.com]

Rian Dawson

I really think that I should say this: Rian Dawson is an AMAZING drummer:)) MAybe I should write about him some more. Oh, I love his teeth, so white and straight. That dude's got a nice set of teeth. Haha:))Oh, me. Maybe I'll put his pic in my blog. Hmmm.Go Rian!

:))

Barney,has this effect on me.

Now I have realized that when I see the color green and purple together I automatically think of Barney.

JAGK

I seriously want to buy a JAGK original shirt. Where so I get one? A mystery.

[ Image: GOOGLE.com ]

[IMAGE: GOOGLE.com]

Smiley:)

What do you get when 4 outrageously talented human beings who are HOTT come together in a band? DUH. You get ALL TIME LOW.

:))

I can NOT, I repeat CAN NOT draw.

Randomly, I want to share that I have a non-existent talent for drawing. I can't even draw a straight line! Pathetic? I know, I agree. Pssh, you can't blame me. I have no talent in that area ones so ever. That is why I like asking people to draw for me and later on asking them to teach me how in the world did drew that. I really do stink when it comes to drawing.

All Time Low. DROOL.

[ IMAGE : Google.com ]

DROOL

Silent LIbrary.

Two words: Silent Library. HILARIOUS, man. Seriously, I watched the All Time Low ep. and I doubled over laughing sooo hard tears began to fall. Now, I'm trying to explain why I'm smiling like a Cheshire cat.

:))

Bees. I love it.

[ IMAGE: Google.com ]

Stop the pounding, my head is holding up it's white flag.

Okay, I am losing my mind. I repeat and repeat my lines, it's starting to hurt me. Literally. It's making my head pound. But I think i got 'em nailed. Haha.

:))

Dreams that last for a night.

There are times when I don't want a dream to end. Sometimes, I feel like I don't want get up just yet. Maybe because I know that there are some dreams just last for a night and then when we wake up we have the tendency to forget those dreams.

Faded Photographs

Looking back, I remember those days where it was okay to be irresponsible, to be carefree. Just by looking through my photographs, my memories that were kept away in some album. I remember the times where it was okay to be a kid because frankly speaking, I was one at that time. I miss those times but I guess I gotta accept the fact that I'm not that same little girl who would smile for pictures, I'm growing up, fast. I just wish I would still be able to have that little girl who always smiled in my faded photographs.

FOOD FIGHT!!!

Why can't I ever experience that one time where someone shouts " FOOD FIGHT!!!" and some random people throw food at each other and no matter how hard you try you still get your brand new shirt messed up. I sooo want to experience that.

You can't, you can't back down.

I just remembered the movie " Camp Rock 2". I remembered their songs and I couldn't help but smile. It's just that, I don't know.. this movie can really make me smile.

:))

Announcers

Still watching wrestling. I do wonder how in the world do the announcers keep up, don't they get tired? Hmmm...

I didn't fall, who's unbalanced now?

I am finally becoming one with my balance I can finally walk on the edge of the sidewalk thingy without falling! Kudos to meee!

Is your voice box broken or something?

Right now I am currently hearing some woman on TV screeching like no tomorrow, which is soooo annoying. How can anyone bear to listen to her? I mean I haven't even stayed in the room for a minute and I can't bear hearing her annoyingly high - pitched voice so I decided to ditch her and screeching and just type on my blog which is what I am doing right now.

Epic Fail.

I remembered the time when I was eating grapes and I thought it would be fun to throw the grape in the air and catch it with my mouth. So, what happened was, I threw it in the air just like what I planned but I didn't catch it instead it fell on the floor, I don't know why but my aunt's dog stopped in the middle of walking and looked at me with a " what in the world are you doing?" look, as if it was possible. Haha, and that is the story of my adventure with a grape, my child - like behavior getting the best of me and my aunt's dog.

Fan Fics;))

Fan Fics, I appreciate their artist's work cause they seriously use their imagination. Not just put blank,boring words. Ahh, Fan Fics.

:))

Awkward laugh.

Don't you just hate brownouts? I mean, C'mon! It's hot, there's no electricity that is unless you don't have a generator, it's a major factor of boredom, it's hot. I don't like complaining, it's just I don't like brownouts very much. Sorry for complaining. Haha (awkward laugh)

:/

It's actually pretty cool.

Wrestling's actually pretty cool. I've been watching it for a while now and I can come to the conclusion that it is awesome cause it seriously keeps me entertained. I kinda know the "moves" of the wrestlers but I WILL NOT and probably WILL NEVER try those "moves" EVER.

Why do you hate me, LAPTOP?

My laptop officially hates me. There are times where I can easily access it but there are those times where it hates me and then doesn't turn on. So what do I do? I plug the charger and then unplug it, then plug and then unplug. See the cycle? I totally think my laptop's unreasonable.

Think, mind, think

Hmm, what to do, what to do. So far, I THINK I can memorize my lines. Who am I kidding I totally rock my lines. Rock: like emotionally absent. I can't feel it. Great acting block people. Just what I need another mental block dilemma.

10 year old, do what?!

Okay so here's what happened, I was browsing through channels when I spot a particularly interesting TV show and I saw a 10 year old boy dancing his heart out and I was like " Woah, dude! You got some seriously mad skills" He was like doing his thing, literally leaving my mouth open. Gotta salute that boy. He has some serious talent.

:))

Randy Orton:)

Okay, New eye candy: Randy Orton ;)

He is just woah, man. Well, he is married. Sigh, s'okay though. I don't know why but most of my celeb crushes are either 20 and above or married. Nevermind. He is still hott though so I don't really mind.

:))

Katy Perry.

I woke up dreaming about no other than Mr. Alex Gaskarth himself then found myself glued to my monitor listening to my blaring speakers sing Katy Perry's song " You're So Gay". I am slowly becoming addicted to this song for no particular reason. Weird.

AGGH

I wanna eat something but I don't know what. Is that normal or should I just stick with a ham sandwich? Aggh, i should really try to eat more food. Wait, stop eating food and start exercising. What am I saying? Nevermind. In my little "rant" if you could consider this a rant I conclude that I need a hobby. Totally out of topic but whatever.

:))

Rapidly.

Queue Light Bulb flashing rapidly. Pssh, I didn't want to type quickly cause quickly is always being used, sooo.. yeaa. I just remembered I really get my brain to function, gotta remember my lines cause I'd be totally messed up when it practice day comes. So, Go Brain! Go! Don't fail me now!

:)

I wish.

I wish I could be Alex's microphone. Wow, weirdo much. Haha.

[ IMAGE: GOOGLE.com ]

-> I love this site. Seriously.

[IMAGE: GOOGLE.com]

-> AWESOME SITE.

:))

Coffee Freak:)

With my research and awesome tasting skills I have therefore concluded, I like coffee. Coffee makes me happy. Haha. Seriously, I warn the people around me to be careful when I'm coffee-full. Let's just say I get too hyper and start jumping and eventually accidentally make things fall ,and if it's not plastic ,then break. So warning, I like Coffee and if you give me too much then expect a maniac jumping off the walls breaking things. Hey! I am perfectly capable of controlling myself that is why I don't drink coffee as much, Proud of myself, WoooHooo!

:))

Wow, I am such a..

Wow, I am such a slow human being. Haha. My senses today are a bit off so I don't really know what I'm doing at times. Blast my lack of consciousness. What am I gonna do with myself. Probably sky dive, crowd surf; you know,the usual. Yup, that's what I'm gonna do to myself. Yeaa right, Pssh, I wish :P

TYPE:/

So I'm sitting here randomly typing whatever comes to my mind. TYPE. type. type. type. Telling my mind to shut up. type. type. Laugh at my own stupidity for talking to myself. type. type some more. Okay, I'm done typing. What did I just type in my blog? Ohhh. Okay, nevermind me. Haha.

:))

Remembering Alex:))

I woke up from dreaming wishing I didn't. I was dreaming about Alex and I getting married having kids and the whole hoop-la . So basically, I really didn't want to wake up at that moment cause I just experienced the whole " dreams are better than real life" thing sooo yeaa. I don't know why but every time I remember Alex I feel that everything's just okay, nothing wrong, nothing going on, just okay. Alex is like my remedy. Siigghh, Alex. Too bad I can't reach you, man. Just another fan girl typing her blog but IF you happen to read this by some kind of miracle then Alexander William Gaskarth I am sooo IN LIKE with you.

:))

Woah, just,woah.

I was watching TV when something caught my eyes well, technically my ears. Someone or something screeched. I followed or at least attempted to follow the strange sound. So I was officially in my "Nancy Drew" mode. When I reached this certain destination I was sooo blown away when I saw such a mind - blowing scene. Wanna know what I saw? It was.. it was... DUN DUN DUUUUN.

Haha, I was just playing with you, whoever you are.

:))

Westlife, Classic.

Westlife has never cease to amaze me, I really don't have the slightest clue. Anyways, you just can't beat the classic. I've grown up listening to them and even though there are so many amazing bands out there ( cough, cough, All Time Low, wink, wink) Westlife is still pretty awesome, they're simply irreplaceable as they are unforgettable. Haha, did that just make sense, I hope it did.

Alex Gaskarth is the BOMB, who says "the Bomb" nowadays? ME, that's whooo. Okay just wanted to say that! I know I'm just another fan out there but whatever, I still LOVE YOU!

Got the pic: Google.com ( Man, I love this site. )

Courtesy of GOOGLE.

Thanks Google!

Sarcasm

Who said sarcasm's a bad thing? It isn't always. It gives flavor to conversations and can brighten or darken anyone's day, well, that's just my opinion. Yeah, I admit, sarcasm just won't leave me alone, I don't know if I can just leave it. It kinda comes with the package deal of being human, I guess. I don't know why, maybe it's because I find SOME convos boring when it doesn't have a tinge of sarcasm. Hmmm, come to think of it sarcasm is a total "lame conversation" buster. Wohoo! Kudos for you, Sarcasm. But I am not saying Sarcasm is all good, it may bring out the rude side of the convo or something. Okay, I really don't know how to end this so I'm just gonna leave it like this : THE END. Ta- ran! Makes sense? Doubt it.

:))

Whaaa?

There are times in my life where I take a step back, chill and ask myself " Whaaa?" Seriously, there are really times when I don't understand something and my mind just goes AWOL on me. Baah! When I need my mind the most it leaves me.

Straight to DVD

Okay , so here I go again. Ahem, OHMYGOODNESS, who says goodness anymore, okay whatever. Anyways, 3 words: Straight to DVD. Another 3 words: All Time Low. Okay basically what I'm trying to establish is that All Time Low's Straight to DVD, is the BOMB. I was like totally blown away. So, props to th people who put this all together. Man, I wish I could've been in New York that time. Sigh, but whatever, I still love ALL TIME LOW.

:)))

Dearest Blog, I'm sorry.

Yeah, It's been ages since I last posted in my blog. Bah! I feel soo outdated. I SERIOUSLY need to get a major R n'R session, my muscles are killing me, Okkaay, Exag, but hey it's my blog so deal, kk? Haha. I feel like I neglected my blog, so I'm making up and posting as much as I can. I'm soooo sorry my dearest blog, I neglected you for so long, you must feel so unloved:( I'll make it up to you.

The Other Side

"Someone once told me the grass is so much greener on the other side. "The other side? Like Heaven? Ever wonder what it's like up there? Is there flying pigs there? or Maybe renowned legends of the past? Is my dog there? Hmm, wonder what it like up there. But sooner or later which I hope would be FAR, FAR,FAAAAR...So much further later on in life like when I'm in my hundreds and I can see my grankids grandkids growing up, I would see the other side. Hopefully, it would be a place where I can rest in solitude surrounded by my loved ones espeacially my family and my dog. Hmm, is the grass really greener on the other side?

Person.

Someone told me that sometimes it's alright to be "kapal" but to not over do it. Soemone also told me that whenever I receive a compliment I should say thank you and shut up rather than say something against that. That person made me realize that even if I can't be the prettiest nor the smartest person int this world, I can always be the best in being me. This person made me love myself and realize all the things that I can do for the greater good. Thanbks, Person:))

Mask

I was pretending to be someone I know I couldn't be. But for that time I felt great, I know I could be that someone if a "someone" would let me be that someone. Am I using too much someones? Yeah, probably. But hey, I had fun while it lasted. It was fun not having the usual same old, same old convos. It was okay to be someone you're not scared to be for a while. Does this make sense? Probably not. but this is my blog, so deal okay?

Airplanes.

What to write? What to type? Hmmm, yeahh, can't think of anything yet. Oh, wait! I just remembered I am majorly scared of planes. Dannggg, and now s I think of it, I'm gonna board one in a matter of days. Oh my. I don't know why I'm soo terrified of planes, maybe it's because the airplane may crash and burn and then I'll most likely die, I actually value my life so No, I board airplanes as less as possible. I would rather spend my time here, my butt comfy on my coach and my eyes glued on the computer than risk my whole being riding a freaky plane. But, yes there is a But. If someone were to ask me to accompany him ( cough.cough, Alex Gaskarth) to ride on a plane then I wouldn't hesitate once so ever to board that plane.

23, SIGH.

He's 23 and I'll be like a kid next to him. Urgggh, talk about unfair. Why can'the be 18 or something? Well, I can't really do anything about that and I can't stay depressed? Why should I even bother idolizing him? He has like a billion fans screaming his name? How do I make a difference? woah. I sound sooo depressed, maybe it's because the truth is really depressing, Sigh. I'm just another wide-eyed girl who's desperately in like with you. Taylor swift much? Yeah. Isuppose, maybe her song " Superstar" fits the things I feel, another Sigh. So dim that spotlight, walk off your stage and make your way towards me, I wish. Sigh, 23.

OHMAAHGOSSHH

I lalalalalalalaLOVE Alex Gskarth, One day, oh one day I'm sooo gonna meet him and when I do Imma freakin' scream his name until my lungs break, kidding. No, I'm not. There's kazillion and one fan fics written all about him, nopw isn't that proof of his supreme awesomeness? Is kazillion even a word? Whatever. Anyways, I want to see him first hand, go to tha VIP area and actually talk toi him. I'll be like "OHMAAHGOSSH" and he'll be like"hey". Okay, I'm starting to day dream so before I'll drool and embarass myself. I'm gonna go now.

The Raven himself is hoarse. yeaahh, okay.

I was freakin' nervous, I thought I was gonna pass out or something cause I swear I thought the room was spinning. Being on stage isn't foreign to me but whenever I am I still feel like my legs at any time will give in and let me crumble down. It's not that I can't act or at least I think I can it's just that I'm not comfortable being under the heat of the lights and have people watch me move. A few hours ago I went pyscho and totally did my best playing the role of Lady Macbeth. I was freakin scared and the temperature of the room that can most likely freeze my entire system didn't help one bit. Well, despite of that I still did it, weirdly, but I did.
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HOME

Home. One word, one syllable, four letters, irreplaceable. You change everything in your body as much as you can. You can change your friends and the people you hang with. You can go crazy and wild and not have a care in the world. You can be quiet alone or sleep in class or anywhere else. You can laugh until tears starts streaming down your face or break down and hysterically cry but in life whatever happens you'll always have a special place to come after the madness of the world. After the laughing and crying is over, after the wild parties or the uneventful days, after the "hanging out with friends" time is over, we go home, that's why even though it inly one word, can be said in one syllable and can only be spelled in four letters it's still an irreplaceable part of the everything.

"I'm just an ordinary girl
Sometimes
I'm lazy, I get bored
I get scared , I feel ignored
I feel happy ,I get silly
I choke on my own words
I make wishes, I have dreams"

Sang by: Miley Cyrus

I'm an ordinary girl who has dreams and wishes. I like and dislike a lot of things. I TRY to be happy all the time. I hate waking up early. I hate doing work. I love my family and friends. I love ALL TIME LOW especially Alex Gaskarth. As I said I'm just an ordinary girl who trips, stumbles and falls but through stands up and smile again. Yup, an ordinary girl.

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Bicycle

I never learned how to ride a bicycle when I was younger mainly because I was afraid of falling down. Years back, I never tried to learn because I was afraid of taking risks and end up have everything blow up in my face. But I grew older and I was jealous of the other kids who were having the time of their lives simply by riding their bikes and that was when I thought to myself "Hey! They're kids like me, why should I be afraid when they aren't? I want to ride a bike and I'm going to!" And that was the start of me taking risks. As I predicted I fell down, scratched my knees a couple of times but after a while I was getting a hang of it. I was really happy I took the chance to take that risk because it helped me become the person I am today. Yeah, I'm still scared of taking risks, but who isn't? Now I've learned that some risks are life's way of throwing opportunities at us to become better individuals and it's up to us to take the chance, that opportunity, that risk to become that individual or not.

Happiness.

I told myself I would be happy no matter what. I will be I know I will. Maybe not now, maybe a part of tomorrow, maybe some random date or whatever all I know is that I have faith that I will be happy,someday, some way.

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I am thankful for the gift of the Internet. For without this wonderful invention I do not have the slightest idea on what I would do. I salute the person responsible for this invention.

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Blobfish

The blobfish (Psychrolutes marcidus) is a fish that inhabits the deep waters off the coasts of Australia and Tasmania. Due to the inaccessibility of its habitat, it is rarely seen by humans.

Blobfish are found at depths where the pressure is several dozens of times higher than at sea level, which would likely make gas bladders inefficient. To remain buoyant, the flesh of the blobfish is primarily a gelatinous mass with a density slightly less than water; this allows the fish to float above the sea floor without expending energy on swimming. The relative lack of muscle is not a disadvantage as it primarily swallows edible matter that floats by in front it.

* This picture is from:http://divaboo.info/

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Axolotl

The Axolotl (or ajolote) (Ambystoma mexicanum) is the best-known of the Mexican neotenic mole salamanders belonging to the Tiger Salamander complex. Larvae of this species fail to undergo metamorphosis, so the adults remain aquatic and gilled. The species originates from the lake underlying Mexico City. Axolotls are used extensively in scientific research due to their ability to regenerate most body parts, ease of breeding, and large embryos. They are commonly kept as pets in the United States, Great Britain, Australia, Japan (where they are sold under the name Wooper Rooper, and other countries.

Axolotls should not be confused with waterdogs, the larval stage of the closely related Tiger Salamanders (Ambystoma tigrinum and Ambystoma mavortium), which is widespread in much of North America which also occasionally become neotenic, nor with mudpuppies (Necturus spp.), fully aquatic salamanders which are unrelated to the axolotl but which bear a superficial resemblance.

* I got this from : http://divaboo.info/.

Aye-aye

The Aye-aye (Daubentonia madagascariensis) is a strepsirrhine native to Madagascar that combines rodent-like teeth with a long, thin middle finger to fill the same ecological niche as a woodpecker. It is the world's largest nocturnal primate, and is characterized by its unique method of finding food; it taps on trees to find grubs, then gnaws holes in the wood and inserts its elongated middle finger to pull the grubs out.

Daubentonia is the only genus in the family Daubentoniidae and infraorder Chiromyiformes. The Aye-aye is the only extant member of the genus (although it is currently an endangered species); a second species (Daubentonia robusta) was exterminated over the last few centuries.

* I got this interesting blog post from:http://divaboo.info/

Check it out!

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FUN INTERESTING FACTS:

• Ernest Vincent Wright wrote a novel with over 50,000 words, none of which containing the letter "E".
• No president of the United States was an only child.
• Most lipstick is partailly made of fish scales.
• Ants never sleep.
• No word in the the English dictionary rhymes with "MONTH".
• Every year, kids in North America spend close to half a billion dollars on chewing gum.
• A goldfish has a memory span of about 3 seconds.

* I got these facts from http://www.funfunnyfacts.com/fun-facts/funny-random-facts.html. So ALL Credits go to them.

Shakespeare

We don't need impressive, sophisticated words to express our feelings although they might be nice to hear. We don't need to be like Shakespeare, making most of his readers mind- boggled. . There can never be another Shakespeare in this world because that role has already been played all we can be is who we are meant to be, no one else.

Classic: Westlife.

"I LAY MY LOVE ON YOU"

- Westlife.
Just a smile and the rain is gone
Can hardly believe it (yeah)
There's an angel standing next to me
Reaching for my heart

Just a smile and there's no way back
Can hardly believe it (yeah)
But there's an angel, she's calling me
Reaching for my heart

I know, that I'll be ok now
This time it's real

I lay my love on you
It's all I wanna do
Everytime I breathe I feel brand new
You open up my heart
Show me all your love, and walk right through
As I lay my love on you

I was lost in a lonely place
Could hardly even believe it (yeah)
Holding on to yesterdays
Far, far too long

Now I believe its ok cause this time it's real

I lay my love on you
It's all I wanna do
Everytime I breathe I feel brand new

You open up my heart
Show me all your love, and walk right through
As I lay my love on you

I never knew that love could fell so good

Like once in a lifetime
You change my world

I lay my love on you
You make me feel brand new
Show me all your love, and walk right through
As I lay my love on you

I lay my love on you
It's all I wanna do
Everytime I breathe I feel brand new
You open up my heart
Show me all your love, and walk right through
As I lay my love on you

I lay my love on you
You make me feel brand new
You open up my heart
Show me all your love, and walk right through
As I lay my love on you

As I lay my love on you

This song is a classic for me because I think this song will never get old. From time and time again it's nice to listen to. The sincerity of this song makes my heart swell with strong unexplainable feelings.

* www.yeucahat.com

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It's actually funny knowing that I practically know you yet I am quite sure that you don't know who I am or if I actually existed. It's sad because when I close my eyes I can see myself happily together with you and then open them again and the image disappears. I keep telling myself to not expect that you'll ever know me but something just won't let me get my hopes down. Am I just hard - headed or is this fate telling me something else?

# 1 Fan

Will I forever be one of thousands of fans out there? Will I ever get a chance to hold your hand? Or will I ever get the opportunity to feel the warmth of your embrace? Am I just a bystander gaping in awe when you take the stage by storm? If I could then I would ask you to get off that stage, place your guitar somewhere, forget about the thousand screaming fans and just focus on me. Look at me and assure me that I'm the one you're singing to, not the girl in front of me nor the the one next to me, nobody but me. Selfish? Yeah, it a selfish request but if ever my request is granted that would be one of my most precious moments and I would practically be the happiest girl in this whole world.

It'a a fact that I trip a lot. I have no idea why though. It either the ground loves me or that I'm really uncoordinated. Usually I am clumsy I admit but what does clumsiness have anything to do with my lack of coordination? I don't know.

Dear Maria, Count Me In

I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Maria, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd

* An awesome song by an awesome band. "Dear Maria, Count Me In" by All Time Low.

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I really love this song. I wish I could be that "Maria" for a certain singer.(LOL).

Said and Promise are two different things.

I said that I would forget about you. I admit I said more than once but I didn't promise that I would, I only said I would, there's a difference. I would love to forget you but you kind of make it hard for me to move on. Man, I know we spent a lot of times together, actually we practically grew up together. So my dilemma is: How in the world can I forget someone who's always been there?It's not as simple as everyone think's it is, believe me it is hard. I'm trying, oh how I try to forget.

I said I would forget you but I never promised I would.

Woah.

Golden Gate Bridge Suicides

Since opening on May 27, 1937, The Golden Gate Bridge has been a very popular destination for people who want to end their lives.

The first confirmed jumper was Harold Wobber, a World War I veteran. On Aug. 7, 1937, Wobber turned to a stranger he had befriended earlier and while walking together across the bridge, he turned to the man and said, "This is as far as I go" and leaped over the railing.

According to the Marin County Coroner:

- More than 85 percent of people who jump from the bridge are Bay Area residents.
- Northern California residents account for more than 92% of the suicide jumps.
- Average jumper’s age: 42. (Youngest: 14-year-old girl; oldest: 84-year-old man)
- Men outnumber women almost 3 to 1.
- Caucasians account for 83 percent of all fatalities.
- San Francisco and Marin counties had the highest number of deaths, followed by Santa Clara and Contra Costa counties.

More than 1,250 people have jumped off the bridge. This is only the number of confirmed jumps or bodies being found. Due to foggy conditions and a strong current, it is entirely possible to leap off the bridge witout a trace.

For the last 10 years, it has been running on average about 24 fatalities a year. The jump is fatal 98 percent of the time.

One last interesting note, nearly every person to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge has done so from the bay side, not the ocean side. The ocean side is considered too cold and impersonal.

*http://triviaextreme.com/technology/golden_gate_bridge_suicides.php

Everyone has their own therapy mine just happens to be writing. It takes a load off my shoulders and make me breathe a little more easily when I'm done. I guess it's just my way of expressing myself. As I said before, everyone has their own mine just happens to be writing. What's yours?

I want to move forward. I want to grow. I want to improve. I want this and I want that. I want a lot of things, that's a fact. It stinks not being able to have everything you want but maybe there's a purpose for missing something, lacking something. As I grow older with every second the clock ticks I have realized that I should know by now that I can't have everything I want. If I did I would have been a billionaire right now, but I guess there's a reason why fate's against my notion. I don't know why but I have a feeling of contentment now a days. Maybe because I have grown or maybe even just a little, I matured. Maybe.

Pictures

Pictures. They can never be erased. Once developed they can never be edited. They can be cut but never denied. They can get old but never change. Pictures are capsulized forms of memories. Where we can look back without limit on the old times. Where we can see how we looked back then,and then deny the fact that we look older. Pictures make up the photo album of life. May it be the posed, predictable pictures or the candid taken pictures, they show it all. Pictures are indeed irreplaceable. One can never take the same picture twice just like life.

In a few years, I'll be boarding a plane that's going to lead me far from home. Now, I'm ecstatic to go and search and find what the world has to offer me. In a few years, I'll be looking out of that glass window waving farewell to my family and loved ones finally breaking free from the home I knew so well. In a few years, I will be successful. Oh yes, in a few years. These things aren't sure because these things will happen in the future not now. I'm not sure what's going to happen the minute I board that plane but I know one thing's for sure, in a few years wherever I am I know I'll miss home. In a few years, wherever I might be, I will always be willing to board that plane that's going to take me home, may it be the first or last flight.

Walls

One day I won't be so afraid to break down these walls I built around myself. I'm gonna find it in myself to take off my armor that surrounds my heart never letting anyone in. I will look at the walls that I feared of losing crumble down and be glad that it finally did. One day, I will be truly free from these walls that imprison me. I will be happy, I will see the sun shine under my crumbling walls.

Alexander William Gaskarth

Okay, so I just want to let the person reading this know that I really like the lead singer of the band , All Time Low. I think this "like" is turning to obsession real quick ( joking).I love his voice, it's like my addiction, I need to hear it at least a hundred times before going to bed. ( exaggeration) But seriously, I love his voice, his hair, his everything, i think. This guy is one in a million. He's like the white flag in a sea of black flags. He's is amazing, I'm not exaggerating at all. He walks up on stage and takes it like the pro he is. I vaguely remember him in an interview, him being all serious saying something about treating animals with respect. When I saw that interview, I was in "awww..." mode. I mean, it's really rare to find guys like him who cares for animals so much. So all in all this whole blog post is about how much I like Alex Gaskarth. He is SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICESPIALIDOCIOUSLY AWESOME!!!!

A thought.

Thought for today: If I'm unique and everyone's unique how then can we be unique if everyone is?

Hmmm...

A genius once said " Speak when you are angry---and you will make the best speech you'll ever regret."-Lawrence J. Peter. I agree. Totally. I mean personally, when I'm mad at someone I often not face that person immediately because I don't trust my mouth. I might say something I don't mean and end up regretting it. Yeah, it's probably because I know I'll give a really long lecture to that person and in the end not meaning half of what I said. So that's why I agree with this statement because I can relate with it and personally agree on it.

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"The road to success is not straight. There is a curb called Failure, a loop called Confusion; speed bumps called Friends; red lights called Enemies;caution lights called Family. You will have flats called jobs. But, if you have a spare called Determination; an engine called Perseverance; insurance called Faith, and a driver called Jesus, you will make it to a place called Success!! "

-unknown

"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."

- John Wooden

At the end the road the person who you know you are is what matters not who the people think or say who you are because only you can decide who you are as a person. That is why we should really be more concerned with who we are because when we got to wherever the wind takes us people will always have a say on who we are but do what they say really matter? Maybe to our reputation it does. Our reputation is based on how people judge us based on our looks or physical attributes. Our character on the other hand, is the the kind of person we are even without the public eye looking at us. Character is who we are, Reputation is merely what others think of who we are.

"Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak … sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go"

-unknown

There's a difference between giving up and knowing when to give up. Giving up doesn't entail one losing rather it actually shows how a person has the courage and strength to let go of something for the best. It is not a trait which is look down on rather it is something that is to be admired, to be proud of. One has to work hard and keep whatever one deserves to keep but if it for the best then let go.

Hello, Stranger.

Hello Stranger, I think I met you

before.

Were you the one I ran into when I fled to

the door?

Hello Stranger, I think I've seen

your face.

Weird, I seem to remember you

you left without a trace.

Hello Stranger, Will this be my

final say?

Hello Stranger, I'll see you again,

Someday.

The gift.

When we fall down, we get hurt, we get up, dust the dirt away and then stand up again. That's the beauty of life. Whenever we fall, we get back up. Whenever we fail ,we learn and then improve. When we get hurt, we forgive. It's just how human nature is. It's how life is. Not only are we able to get up, we are capable to accept, move forward and develop into better beings. Aren't we awesome? Yes, yes we are. We were given the gift of humility and acceptance from the time we were born in this world so all we have to do is harvest that gift, let it blossom and then use it. The gift of acceptance and humility is a talent most humans possess that's why we are able to learn from our faults and failures and raise up and become better. That's why we are humans.

Bust Your Windows

I bust the windows out your car
And no, it didn't mend my broken heart
I'll probably always have these ugly scars
But right now, I don't care about that part.

This is a song entitled " Bust Your Windows". It is sang by Jazmine Sullivan and for me, it brings a strong message to whoever listens to this song. I really think this song is totally awesome because it talks about how someone gets revenge after being done wrong. The person in this song expresses whatever feelings she bears and simply just shouting it to the world. I really like this song. I really do.

Come Inspiration, Come.

What to type? What to type? Seriously, what in the world should I type? Oh wait. I am typing. Wow. I am lacking in the inspiration department so I absolutely have no clue what to type. I am just here waiting for the inspiration to kick in. I'm waiting, and waiting and waiting. Waiting for inspiration to come is hard. Okay, Hard is an understatement. Try devastatingly torturous. A lot of things keep on running through my mind but I can't seem to grasp anything going on inside my so called Brain. Well, if the inspiration's gonna come, it's gonna come.

Perfectly Imperfect

I'm not perfect, I can never be. I'm no exception to whatever mistakes made by an ordinary person. I don't always get good grades or be the best in my class. I don't always think of the consequences of my actions. I don't make right decisions at times. I have regrets, I have doubts and I am positive that I have failures but that doesn't erase the fact that I learn from my mistakes or that I succeed if I put my heart in what I do. I'm human maybe that's why I'm not perfect. Although this will be forevermore true, in my point of view I think that through my imperfections that I improve on, I feel that I am one step closer to being perfect. Therefore I conclude that I am Perfectly Imperfect.

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I hope for the Best

I hope for the best:)

I hope your happy

wherever you are.

I hope you continue to be

somebody's shooting

star.

I hope that one day

you'll finally see

How much a wonderful person

you can be.

I hope you don't dwell on things in life we

can't explore.

I hope you don't ever give up

And fight all the more.

I hope that you'll find whatever you are looking

for.

And I hope it's everything you want it to be

and so much more.

I certainly do hope for the best.

All Time Low

I am totally obsessed with ALL TIME LOW. Proof: I am currently writing about them in my blog which is NOW. I love them not just because they have great talent and the looks that could make a girl ( especially ME) swoon with just a simple hair flip but also they have great music and they know it. I find their music inspirational, amazing and of course supercalifragilisticespialidociously wonderful. But who cares what I think of them? Oh I know! ME! In simple words: I LOVE ALL TIME LOW!

Pre - K

Girl and Boy kissing on the tree. K - I - S - S - I - N -G . First comes love, then comes marriage and then comes the baby in the baby carriage. I miss those childish days where we can just wander off not having a care in this world. I wish it would be like Pre - K days again. Back then the biggest drama maker was the little kid who would say " Who stole my crayons?!" Not who stole my cellphone? And the hardest problem that seemed impossible to solve was " Is Barney a boy or a girl?" Not Math. We had our mommies and daddies who would teach us our manners and got spankies when we did something wrong. We would say sorry and everything would be okay again. In "kiddy" days mostly everything wasn't as serious as it seems. We didn't worry about grades or the latest gadgets or fashion, we were kids. We didn't think about how dirty and pointless it was to run around playing in muddy surroundings. Nope, we didn't bother thinking about anything other than fun. Why? the answer to that is simple, it's because we were kids. Problem is we all need to grow up. We eventually become teenagers then develop into adults. We can never stay in our Pre - K moments for long because in life we have to go forward even if we don't want to. All we can do is look back and reminisce the Pre - K days. Good times, good times.

Enough

Yes, I've fought, time and time again. Not knowing if I'll win or lose. I've told myself " Never give up!, Fight! You can do this." yada, yada, yada. I'm sick and tired of fighting, I just want peace. I want love, I want understanding. But even I know that I can't have anything that I want, but hey, a girl can dream can't she? Even though I've been through hell and back, I was never alone. Behind me were the people that would never leave me even though I have billions of imperfections. They would never toss me aside just because I make mistakes. And if ever I would come victorious in my battles I owe it all to the people who never left me.

You were always there shining and having the time of your life. I was watching you from the distance; you were the complete opposite of me. I watched you make your life your own. You showed me unconsciously how much I need to break away and find that hidden confidence I once had. By only watching you I learned so much. I wanted you to know how much you inspire me to become a better person. You taught me to believe that I have wings all I need to do is learn how to fly. Though I had little confidence in myself you saw what I didn’t, you saw a girl begging to live life the way it’s supposed to be lived. Though you weren’t the most awesome person in the world you had a way of making the world believe you are so. Even though you have pitch black eyes and skin that’s pale even in the midst of the scorching heat… in your ways of humor… in your laughter that echoes through the halls and even in your stubbornness, in your simplicity you are perfect. You once told me that what I see is what I get, I guess you were right, you have the confidence of an eagle that flies high in the vast sky but nowadays eagles are killed but no you’re not the kind who would dwell on something depressing, you would stand back when you fall down and you try to become a better person. You once said “come what may”. Every time I hear that line my heart’s filled with unexplainable laughter because every time I hear that line I remember you. You used to act impulsively and it was annoying yet amusing at the same time. I gained so much because of you. I gained my confidence back and my love for laughter and excitement is back like it was never lost. You were my ally, you were my support but most of all you were simply my friend.

Notice ME.

Sometimes there are little things in life we don't give importance to. Sometimes we take a lot of things for granted. Sometimes we can be ignorant of the things we don't seem to understand too well. Isn't it funny that sometimes the little things, the minuscule things that we don't notice can lead us into greatness? All we have to do is to open our eyes and actually see and try to understand not only the big and obvious things that we already have come accustomed to. If only we would stop talking and just sit down, relax and listen, we might learn some of life's greatest lessons because it's the tiniest of things that build into greater ones. The unnoticed, the silent, the ignored , who knows these things might be the ones who'll help lead us to our greatness.

Window Pane

WINDOW PANE

In life there are things that are uncertain, unexplainable, a mystery. I’ve always wondered why they called the window the "window pane". Why can't it just be plain old window? It's one of life's mysteries. There are only few of us who notice the simple things, those people are blessed. They are lucky. A little girl by the age of 8 once had a conversation with me. I asked her a question I couldn't answer and wondered if a girl several years younger than me could answer my unanswered question. I asked" Chloe, why do people call windows "window pane" and not just plain window? Chloe looked at me with the innocence a girl of 8 had. She was silent for a moment and then soon after replied " Ate, a year after yesterday was the last time I saw my mommy smiling, I remember looking out of the window and seeing my mommy lying on the ground with all the policemen around her. I wanted to go outside and help my mommy stand up and see her smile again but grandpapa wouldn't let me go outside. After that my granpapa tucked me in bed and told me to go to sleep and promised me I would see mommy's face again. I don't remember the rest but what I do remember was looking out of my mommy's window and saw her inside a wooden bed. I don't understand why but the strange people around me told me to say bye-bye to mommy, I did. I didn't know those strange people so I ran inside of my room as looked outside I felt hurt, I didn't understand. My grandpa says that the hurt I felt was pain. Ate, I was looking out the window and I saw my mommy being taken away from me. It was so painful. Is that why they called it window pain? I sat there just looking at little Chloe. For a girl of 8 she just answered one of life's mysteries. Now I know why they call it window pane.

Butterflies

BUTTERFLIES

Where? Where have you gone?

I can't find you, feel you.

You disappeared.

I guess it's time to move on.

What happened to the smiling?

The giggling? The feeling?

They disappeared.

I am one confused being.

I have realized that as time passes by.

The empty feeling was of certainty.

This is the time where I have to bid

The butterflies goodbye.

untitled

So many words left unspoken.

So many word left unheard.

So many silent promises.

Nobody ever said a word.

You were always there to pick

me up from the ground.

You were there when no one was.

You were there. You were always around.

When no one heard my cries, my pleas.

When no one tried to help me,

You were the one who helped me see

how beautiful life could be.

St. Catherine Girls of 2009 -2010

BY: Mariejoe Reyes

With every tear we shed

And with ever smile showed..

Just shows how much joy and pain

we encountered we still growed

With every kiss and every hug

that we all have shared

We know there were times when we

hated and cared...

With every step we learned

We were happy and sad...

but we took the chance and

used what we had...

With every memory created...

With every noise made...

With every decision we chose..

We knew our destiny was laid...

So Close

So Close

BY: Mariejoe Reyes

Hold my hand and never

let go.

Feel with your heart and let your

smile show...

You seem so close

and yet so far...

Two worlds so different

this is who we are...

Close your eyes and concentrate on how

you feel...

For one second let what we feel

be real...

For one moment spin around

and pretend

That somehow, some way we are reaching our

happy end...

So Close

So Close

BY: Mariejoe Reyes

Hold my hand and never

let go.

Feel with your heart and let your

smile show...

You seem so close

and yet so far...

Two worlds so different

this is who we are...

Close your eyes and concentrate on how

you feel...

For one second let what we feel

be real...

For one moment spin around

and pretend

That somehow, some way we are reaching our

happy end...

He returned.

When?How?...Why? These were the very first words that popped into my head when I saw him walk by me without even noticing I was there. As I urged myself to run to him to say hello but my body refused to listen to my mind. I was too dumbstruck to even move. The person I gave my whole trust to, the person who was my best friend, the person who I have known throughout my childhood years...the person who walked out of my life without a word of goodbye. I saw HIM.

Five years ago my best friend practically killed half of me. He was wanted in Manila due to personal reasons, that I knew. What I didn't know was when he was going and that is why I was crushed when I found out he left on the first flight to Manila on my 11th birthday. Through the years I had hope that maybe one day he would call, I longed for that day to come but earlier today when I saw him talking to old friends I didn't know what I wanted anymore. He changed , it was too much to take in one day. Now as I sit here I keep on asking myself " Why? Why did he come back?"

HAPPY BELATED PAPA'S DAY!

I don't usually tell you how much I love you nor do I say how much I care or how lonely and lost I am when you aren't there but right now i want to tell you how much of a great man you are, inside and out.Some people may judge you and dislike you but you never do...you don't judge me based on my appearance nor the things I say, you actually listen to my voice when everyone else turns away.

Thank you for staying silent and acting like you know what I'm talking about when I rant, I really do appreciate it. Thank you for the times when you teach me how to do my math assignment when the numbers are like some kind of foreign language that i can not understand. Thank you for waking up in the middle of night and making sure that I'm sleeping soundly. Thank you for forgiving me when i have done you wrong time and time again. But out of all the countless Thank yous that I can name, I most of all want to thank you for molding me into a young woman of faith, love and forgiveness.

I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH,PAPA!
HAPPY PAPA'S DAY!