I don't know much...but...

Don't try so hard looking for it.

It'll just hit you.

Trust me.

Climb your roof or any other tall place. Sit. Watch the sunset/sunrise. Just keep quiet. This feeling of peace will come to you. [[Well, depending on the environment, whether it's really noisy or quiet and breezy.]] Have someone join you, even if the person's only there "spiritually". You'll still be watching it together.

Try it.

This blog got me thinking...

We all want something.

We'd do a lot--if not anything--just to get it.

Let's say we get it.

What happens next?

I know what I want at the moment.

I just don't know what I want next.

So that just made me think some more...

I'll prolly be better without it?

I dunno about you guys.

Ultimate

Bonding

Experience

Use the term wisely. :)

D2

This is the script of my mornings:

Me: *gets up. groans if someone woke her up. goes straight to the kitchen. notices there's no food at the table [[not the first time]].* Uhh... Where's the food? :|

Maid: What do you want?

Me: What's there?

Maid: Not much. *starts suggesting food*

Me: No... Ehh... No, I don't like that... Forget it. I'll just have bread.

I see that we have three refrigerators plus a very big cabinet, all filled with food. Yet, I can never find anything to eat in the morning, and have a thirty-minute delay till I finally get to eat something.

Last Tuesday night, my driver and I saw these two men eating out of the garbage cans of the supermarket, trying to see if there's some left over fish heads or something. After seeing that, I feel so selfish.

I recommend watching this video. True story. Live: http://www.cultureunplugged.com/play/1081/Chicken-a-la-Carte

Watch, and prolly after, you can reflect and all that. Then maybe suggest some new breakfast meal for me for tomorrow? :)

I just wanted to make a blog because, as of now, I have 7 more days of school until that start of summer vacation. That's right. 7 days!

I'm just really happy that school's almost over. :D

... But I'm really going to miss being a Freshman. I love the name. It's so... fresh! This year was awesome and I hope being a - shudder - Sophomore will be just as awesome. :)

Anyway, I must go back to studying. School ain't over yet. ;)

A

I, generally, am not a big fan of history. Whether it be Science history or history about my country. But our field trip last Thursday really made me think.

Am I appreciating the people who fought for our country's freedom enough?

Am I doing anything to support my country?

Am I showing LOVE for my country?

Do I ever think about what I can do for my country?

Am I thankful for these people who made our country free?

Am I proud to be a citizen of my country?

After going through what my ancestors' life was back then, I realized that, "Hey, they had to go through so much hardships being colonized by the Spanish and here I am, taking everything for granted." Thanks to them, we, kids of today, have this freedom that they never experienced.

I must admit that I haven't exactly been the best Filipino citizen in the world. What with buying all these imported clothes, food, gadgets, etc, etc., it's like I'm supporting other countries only and not my own. I think I should really start to appreciate my country more. I mean, if those people didn't do anything about it and just let themselves be colonized forever, who knows where the Philippines could be now? Heck, we could be WAY worse than we are now.

I should definitely start thinking about how I can show that I AM proud to be a Filipino, no matter what other people say about us.

I am so glad that I went on this field trip.

A

Little Sister: Who's birthday is it today?

Me: No one's.

Little Sister: Noooo... I think it's someone's birthday!

Me: It's no one's birthday.

Little Sister: Is it Valentines' Day today?

Me: Nope. Valentines' was last Saturday.

Little Sister: Nope. I think it's Valentines' today. *walks off*

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After that short talk with my little sister, it just came to me that we don't necessarily have to only show our appreciation for people who mean well to us on special occassion such as these.

We don't need Valentines' to give flowers or say "I love you" to someone you love.

We don't need to have a birthday to give a gift or say something special to a person just to let them know they actually mean something to you.

A lot of people go through a whole day without being said "Thank you" to or being appreciated. It's kinda sad, really, to feel like you're not wanted or anything.

They say that the greatest thing you can do is to make someone smile. I'm sure that would make others (even those we don't like) feel a lot better about themselves.

I honestly can't believe it's only been five weeks and three days since 2009 started. It seems like I'm already in the middle of 2009, yet the month still stays at February.

It's only been five weeks and three days into 2009 and already I'm stressed with school and things outside of school and all that.

It's only been five weeks and three days into 2009 and already I'm making plans for the summer, and the next schoolyear, and college, and my after-college life.

It's only been five weeks and three days into 2009 and already I'm scared of turning older.

It's only been five weeks and three days and already I'm sick of 2009 'cause of its most prolly anti-action-or-fun factors.

I want summer already.

I'm having one of those nostalgic moments again.

I miss the hundred-and-more video tapes I had as a kid. The classic Disney movies with the honestly-better-than-HSM songs, my Barney shows and a few others. My friends and I looked back on how much times have changed in the thirteen or fourteen years we've had on this planet, and change is fast. When it comes to technology, when we were around five, we had to wait for the tape to go "wrrrr... chk!" till we knew our tape's gone to the beginning. Now with DVDs and all, it's just the matter of pushing the Previous button.

It's kinda cool actually. My mom says that when she was little, her parents would go "Back in our day..." and start going with some old-fashioned story, and now she and her siblings realize they're doing it themselves now. In fact, even though we're only teens, we're actually doing it to our little siblings already who've never had to go through the wrrr-ing and chk-ing of those VHS things.

Man, I feel so old already.

-- D.

It really sucks when you have a computer that's like 478726465 years old and crashes every year for a REALLY long time. :|

That is all.

Oh, and happy new year, everyone! :D

A

Whether your 2008 was awesome, good, okay, not something you'd exactly want to remember or just plain boring, I know your twenty-oh-nine would be a whole lot better, as long as you want it to be. :)

But anyways,

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

It's kinda weird that when I know I've closed a chapter of my life that I don't ever wanna open again, it comes back to haunt me. Only this time, it doesn't just bring me good and bad times, but it helps me to thank God how lucky I am.

I'm finding out stuff now that I would've found out before if I had made the wrong choices, and obviously wouldn't help me be where I am today, which is somewhere happy.

I know it's the holidays or the Christmas season, and my friends and I would most probably be blogging about that soon, but I just wanted to say something because I see this happening almost everyday, even just with my own friends.

When something happens that doesn't go according to plan, or something that you really wanted wasn't given to you, don't fret, don't cry and don't make regrets. It just means something better's there for you. That thing that you didn't get now isn't what you got because you deserve something better. :)

-- Yeah.

No luck. :(

H. (for Hugo)

Today was a very fun day.

After school, my friend and I went to this country club to get a bite to eat but we ended up bowling and we helped out a few friends for their Literature class play.

Then, we met up with the others [Dana, Dara, etc.] and we went to Fun Ranch! For those of you who don't know what this is, it's a HUGE play place with slides, trampolines and ball pits. I know, you must think it's a pretty kiddy thing to do but I tell you, I had a great time. Being a kid is just so awesome.

Then, I took dancing lessons . I just wanted to, you know, try it out considering I am THE WORST dancer ever.

It was 1.5 hours of pain but I actually had fun.

We took up at least an hour of stretching and let me tell you, I stretched in ways I have never stretched before. After stretching, we started doing these 'walks' and it was kinda hard cause you had to be in time with the music. Then, we learned a dance and I kept getting lost cause it was so fast!

I must say, for a person who has absolutely no dancing talent, I think I did okay...

...well, except for the stretching and dance-memorizing part.

I guess that's it, for now. :D

A

0. I cause bad luck and natural calamities. :/

1. I can't swim. No matter how many times you try to teach me, I'll never learn... (It's a curse.)

2. Like Dana, I'm afraid of the dark, too.

3. I burst into a song whenever I feel like it or when I'm in awkward situations. For example: If I found one pair of socks and wore it with the one matching to it, I'll most likely sing "Reunited". HAHAHA.

4. It's either I space out too much or I'm daydreaming. Either way, I'm not listening to anything your saying. Just a head's up, btw. :D

5. I hold "mini-concerts" in my own room with my stuff toys as an audience.

6. I give myself nicknames everyday. Doesn't matter if it's a boy or girl name. :D

7. I like to read. :)

8. I tend to "force" my dreams. You know, to make it go the way I want it to. But at times, when it takes up too much brain power (or I'm just lazy), I let it go.

9. I also tend to sleep talk a little.

10. I dance when I feel like it. One time, I danced in the music room and when I turned around, my music teacher was looking at me as if I was crazy. (I'm not a good dancer, btw. HAHAHA!)

11. I adore sunflowers just as long there aren't any bees in it. (I HATE bugs!)

12. After every movie I watch, there will never come a time when I don't think at least one of the actors/characters are cute... be it anime or computer graphics.

13. I can have OCD at times.

14. When I was very, very, very young, I would dream of being a gardener or a bird-feeder as my dream and ideal job.

15. I know "self-defense". HAHAHAHAHA. XD

R.

(R, for Raphael)

I like this guy named Nick.

B.

Can you believe it?! 29 days till Christmas! It feels like it was just a few months ago when I went to my first TC5 show back in October '07. Since then, lots of things have changed. I became highschool, I played more volleyball, I went to my first party and lots more. This year has been pretty awesome considering all the great experiences I've gone through.

2008 was an amazing year for all of us but unfortunately it is almost ending but we can be happy as we welcome in 2009 which I'm sure will be another fruitful and exciting year for all of us and hopefully, changes will be made for the better.

Personally, I'm excited to start Christmas shopping for all my close friends and family because it feels good to be able to give something. What are you guys planning to buy for Christmas? Or any places you guys would wanna go to? I wanna hear what you guys have to say. After all, it is the season for sharing. Why not share stories?

I just wanted to wish everyone Happy Holidays and belated happy Thanksgiving for those who live in the USA. :)

A

An internet-abbreviation poem by Cami and I. :D

LOL

ORLY?!

YARLY!

IMO, NP!

LMAO

DNW

NGL, Y, IRL.

IDK.

FTW!

Sorry for the sudden outburst of randomness. We were bored during free period so we decided to use internet abbreviations to make a poem.

Hope you enjoy it! :D

A

Maybe pastplaces?

In second grade, our class had this special tree. Actually, it came after we had this other place, but that's another story.

It was a big tree, located in a corner of our school's field. It was surrounded by this two-foot brick wall, so that's where we would sit. Everyday, we'd rush out the classroom and everyone would meet up there to have lunch, talk, play, whatever we kids did those days. If there would be an announcement, something to give out (I'd give my out cookies there.) or something, that's where it would be held or given out.

We named it after our class. Therefore, it went by the name of "The 2-C Tree." A special tree, it really was.

Then they cut it down. :|

So how 'bout you guys? Any special places you'd like to go to? It doesn't have to be when you were kids. Better if it was, because it's like remembering "the good old days" even if they were just last year. This place was our class' place just six years ago; not that recent, not too far either.

Current brick-seat filler of the late 2-C Tree

So I'll start with the first fifteen. You'll still get your demand, Issa.

The Rules:

- Each blogger starts with 15 weird/random facts/habits about themselves.

- Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 15 things and post these rules.

- At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.

Drum roll, please.

1.) I'm apparently the reason for World Hunger

2.) I get irritated with soft, high pitched noises, the squeezing or tearing of styrofoam, and my little sister's constant singing.

3.) I'm still scared of the dark and I still think boys have cooties.

4.) I rarely space out. But when I do, it can last for five minutes and I can go undisturbed.

5.) I once accidentally hit my crotch on the horse's saddle horn (the peg sticking out of the saddle) because the horse stopped all of a sudden and I fell forward.

6.) I dreamt I could transform into a car and some Click boardie stole my headlights.

7.) I'm currently typing under number seven.

8.) I despise notebooks with lines.

9.) I had a dream that one of my friends (They're all girls since we study in an all-girls school) tried to kiss me and it scarred me for life.

10.) My ten friends and I only became friends because we wanted revenge on this girl. And I came up with the plan. >:)

11.) I can't stand going into the mainstream; to copy and be like everyone else whether it's music, clothes, etc.

12.) I used to have a crush on my cousin when I was seven (He was prolly nine or ten that time). Once, we were playing house-house, and I was the mom and he was the dad. I even offered to massage his feet. I totally got over that and find him weird now. But he's fun, I guess.

13.) I find it hard to be slow sometimes

14.) I sometimes forget what the meaning of a simple word is like banana because I went to deep into it, like thought about what made man say "Oh hey! I'm bored. Let's name this thingy over here a banana".

15.) This is the end and you won't have to read something like this anymore. From me, at least.

Happy, Issa? HAHA

• Dress up in a costume (Well, I don't know if going as an alien disguised as a human counts)
  
• Go T&Ting to more than two doors
• Sweat
  
• Die
  

Well, there are a load more of things I didn't do. I didn't exactly jump off a cliff, or eat pancakes or some other thing. But I did have fun. Lots and lots of fun. Two of my friends and I went trick-or-treating to only two doors (We were in a hotel) and after, ditched the Halloween Party that was going on because we wanted to go slide-and-repelling. Then we had a bonfire, and sang along to some songs in Soles' room's balcony till 11. And then played Guitar Hero for the rest of the time.

So what did you guys do for Halloween? If you guys dressed up, I wanna know what you went as. I've always wanted to go as a tree.

-- The alien disguised as a tourist

P.S. There was a 12 or 13-year old guy who dressed up as a drawer with a lamp as a headdress. Awesome, awesome costume.

I was sitting in the lobby of some country club yesterday where music from a radio station was playing from the speakers that surrounded the whole area.

I was waiting for my ride by playing with the stuff on my phone for the 4950830583079605th time and suddenly, The Click Five's Just the Girl was playing.

I found myself singing along, and I noticed the woman at the Front Desk started singing along, too.

I remember the times where I would catch this song along with Catch Your Wave on the radio and the television and quickly change the channel while saying, "Man. This has got to be the gayest band I have ever heard of." in my head.

My, how times have changed.

-- That one there.

Last night, I went to my first party. I know what you must be thinking. And yes, this is my first party. And I mean, party. Lights. Loud music. Dancing.

It was the batch party of my school [an all-girls school] and our counterpart school [yeah, an all-boys school]. It was a pretty big deal for most of us since we've never really met the guys in our same year level from another school. I didn't think of it much as a big deal. I didn't really care... in the start.

When I got there, man was it AWKWARD! Imagine this: girls on one side, boys on the other. But after a while, the crowd started to mix. I saw lots of random groups of boys and girls either talking or dancing and I found myself in one as well. After meeting new people, I was like, 'Hey, this isn't so bad. I'm actually starting to like it.'

I talked. I danced [a little]. I met new people. I had FUN.

I realized that I shouldn't pre-judge and just go with the flow. It doesn't hurt to anyway.

The girl who went to her first party aka A

P.S. I'm free! Sembreak is here and halloween is just around the corner.

High School Musical 3 made its entrance into the major Philippine theaters today. And I gotta hand it to you, it was pretty good.

My friends and I made the usual plans for watching a movie. We wouldn't really watch something like this, but you know, just for fun. Our side comments would entertain us anyway if the movie didn't do such a good job. Surprisingly, the movie entertained us-- a lot. Of course, a few side comments wouldn't hurt too much and listening to some girls screaming almost everytime Zac Efron would do something "hot" was funny, but other than that, I caught myself actually spacing out into the movie.

The storyline was way better than the one of the second movie, in my opinion. It got me hooked up. Songs and dances were better, cooler, a lot catchier and fresher. They took everything to a whole new level and definitely made it "movie-material".There were some moments wherein you'd just laugh really hard (Take the beginning, for example) but then the movie altogether's worth the money and time.

The Philippines is the first country to have HSM 3 come to theaters and if you live in the areas that this movie's gonna hit next, I suggest you watch it. This is coming from someone who's never really been a fan of HSM (and can laugh easily, so I don't know about the rest of you guys). Bring your friends, family, cousins, second cousins, fraternal twins, whoever. All of you guys are gonna enjoy. :)

Other than my review on the movie, I noticed that a lot of people came out to see this movie. I saw a lot of families, groups of friends, bigger groups of friends, a few couples, etc. This is the type of Disney movie that I've been wishing for. Well, not really, but then I've been wanting one that keeps the Disney thing, which is to make movies for the whole family to enjoy.

I practically saw my whole school there, so I guess they're gonna have to change that to "whole families-- and schools".

-- One among the hundreds that watched HSM 3 at the mall today.

Wow.

This year is going by so fast. Second quarter exams are about to finish up and next thing you know, it's Halloween! Then Christmas. Then New Year! Oh, wow. 2009.

I don't want to grow up yet. I want to enjoy my years as a kid... *ehem* TEENAGER and live it up to the fullest. I wish I could go back in time. To the old days when the most depressing thing would be losing your favorite toy. I miss the simple things in life what with all the problems people are bringing upon themselves. If everyone would just STOP and you know, spend time outside, at the beach, anywhere nature-y, it'd help people find better ways to deal with this fast-paced world.

I'm just saying we don't have much time on earth and we should always be in the moment. Live it up. Enjoy life. Everything doesn't have to be about money cause in the end, money won't have any value at all.

I'm going to miss being a kid.

-----

On a lighter note, I'm excited for trick-or-treating! ... and a trip to the dentist right after.

Happy Halloween, everyone! :)

A

In school today, our yearbooks were given out. We've been waiting for these for about six months now.

Our names and faces are gonna be pasted on its pages for the next how-many years. In those upcoming years, we'd prolly say something like "Oh my gosh! Look at *name here*! She was such a geek that time! She's Mona Lisa now! (My friends would know what I'm talking about here)' or 'Hey! Look! It's *other name here*! She was so pretty that time. It's too bad she turned into a man.'

Well, however we turn out, this is who we are now and how we know each other now.

It's just too bad that my batchmate and I have the same last name and our pictures got mixed up.

-- The girl with the wrong picture.

On some weekend night, Billy-- his name's not Billy but I shall call him Billy-- walked to the grassy part of the sidewalk and sat down.

After walking for a pretty long while, it was time to set down his cardboard-made bed or mat and hid his only pair of sandals underneath it (to prevent the strangers of the world from stealing them from him).

At around the same time, a 79-year old man would be undressing into his pyjamas right now and getting ready to climb into bed (I would've used a seven-year old instead, but Hannah Montana doesn't start till nine o'clock. It's only 8:22). But no, Billy didn't have pyjamas to undress into and a bed wasn't available either; his everyday denim jacket, shirt, shorts and cardboard-made mat would have to do.

That 79-year old man would prolly be counting sheep right now. Billy over here can't count sheep with all the cars passing by. He made the wrong choice picking the sidewalk along the road to the airport. Plucking grass would be his sheep tonight.

After a good thirty minutes, Billy, with all the anger and energy wasted on plucking grass, fell asleep. The next morning, he woke up to a surprise: He's at the same spot where he settled in the night before with his sandals in their spot under his mat. He wasn't dreaming and he probably never will.

He gathers his stuff, and continues to walk the streets and survive.

I'm not kidding about Billy. I saw him myself. I have no idea if he ever fell asleep and woke up and continued to walk the face of the earth. But I hate tragic endings so let's just go with this one.

There are a lot of people like Billy. Most of us are so busy with our lives that sometimes, we wouldn't really notice anymore. We wouldn't really care that much anymore. We're too busy complaining about our own lives. This is just what I see with the people surrounding me, including myself. I don't mean this about every single human being on the planet.

I know people who constantly complain about not being too pretty enough compared to the ones whom people think are actually pretty. Everyone's pretty, in a way. I know people who cry about their last failing grade. You need a failure sometimes. I know people whose life revolves around being in the limelight. Sometimes, the lightbulb needs changing.

I don't actually know what my point is now. I honestly don't remember why I wrote this. I just want to say that we've turned into such a materialistic and personal world.

Doodie.

Hey, everyone!

I'm at bit new to this and I really have no idea what do. Actually, I won't be the only one blogging here but 2 of my friends will be, too. None of us could handle a blog alone so we decided to make a joint one and well... here it is.

I'm Andrea and right now, I have absolutely no idea what to say so... this will be it for today.

A

P.S. A definite big thanks to Cassie for letting us aboard. :)