i miss;

the times when I would climb up our fence just to sneak out.
the times when I and my friends would go to the park and play.
the times when I would play street games with my friends and cheat.
the times when I would beg mom for 10pesos so I could buy fishballs and a drink.
the times when I come over to my cousin's house and sleep over.
the times when I would scrapped myself and cry my eyes out.
the times when I would have a small fight with my friends and make up after 10minutes.
the times when I would to visit new places and "explore."
the times when my family would go out for lunch after mass.
the times when we would collect candle drippings and sell them.
the times when class is cancelled because of a storm.
the times when I didn't worry about things and future.


I miss my childhood. PERIOD.
I wish I could visit my childhood years.

I'm going to start writing all my childhood memories in a notebook
so I could never forget them.
I don't ever want to forget them...not even one of the........

Paper Plane.

It was a very foggy day.
It looked like a scene from a movie. Low clouds drapped all over the dock making it magical and mysterious.

Some sunshine get passed through the thick fog and hit tiny shiny droplets of morning dew.
In the dock, you can barely see what's the vast ocean doing, but you know it's stoic because you can hear the water gently splashing to shore beneath the dock.
It was silent and deserted except from the seagulls and occasional sand pipers.
You can smell the fishy smell of the ocean comingled with the scent from the rain the night before whenever wind would blew from nowhere.
All you can hear was the fog horn, seagulls, and the splashing of the water.


As I walked around the shore, I saw a child, alone, lonely, and sitting by himself in the corner edge of the dock facing the ocean, foot dangling off the dock.
I looked up to see a more coherant of the child's appearance. Next to him was a giant damped paper plane-- or at least I assumed it was, and a white inflated balloon with dark smudges was tied to his scrawny wrist that was dancing with the wind.

He was wearing nice clothes, the kind that parents would make their childrens wear during special event. It must've been a really nice clothes except his white long sleeve that was maybe made from pure silk was all torn up, ragged, and dirty, he's missing one shoe and the socks didn't matched, and his pants was torn up as well. "I wonder what is he doing?" I stared at him more.
Somehow I felt connected and I felt sorry for him. I don't know why. As I scrutinze him more, I noticed that his hair wasn't fixed and tangled up, the kind of hair you get when you just got up from bed. In his other hand, he was holding a white cape embroided with silver linings.

As I stare at him in complete silence, he stood up and hugged his cape, as if he was saying goodbye to it. He untied the balloon from his wrist and let go of it, the balloon went up dancing until seen no more.
He was crying in silence now, he wiped his face with his hand smearing more grime and gunk onte his face. Til this time, I still haven't got a view of his face.
He wore his dirty cape, stood tall, chin up, like a realy royalty.

He walked backwards and after ten steps, he started running towards the edge of the dock.
As he reached the edge of the dock, he jumped as high as he can as if he's going to fly. It was mystical because he was glimmering as the sunshine hits his face....
then he fell down.
I looked at the ocean, looking and hoping he's okay. But I did not see any movement in the ocean.
It was the last time I saw of him.
I went to the place where I saw him sitting, there, I saw his damped paper plane.
I unfolded the paper trying not to rip it.
Inside, there was a writing....

"Someday, I will be SOMEBODY to SOMEONE.
This paper plane will be the witness of that."

dandelion.

"Let's start again. Shall we? You as you? Me as me?"
"The beginning of many lives"

taking the easy way out.

I think I can surely say that majority of people takes the easiest way out of something. It can be from a simple household chores-- mopping the floor without brooming it so it will be faster, doing math homework-- using expensive and "state-of-the-art" caluculators to solve math problems, text message break up-- don't want to face your boyfriend/girlfriend, looking for love-- now that we have world wide web it's much easier to look for love, TO getting out of troubles-- there will always an easier way.

Sure there is always an easy way out, but what do we learn from it? Do WE learn anything from it? Of course. But not as much we learn from taking the road that is far less traveled. All of what I have said earlier, there are CONS right? Mopping, after you mop without brooming when it dries the dust will be there. Relying so much to a calculator doing your homework, in the day of the test would you know what will you have to do? Text messege break up, was there a real and clean closure? Looking for love using internet websites, isn't more comfortable and secure meeting someone personally than talking to a box[computer]?

The other day, I took the elevator to my class because I didn't want to use the stairs up to third floor. "No way in hell" I said. I was the only one in the elevator. Since I was busy texting, I didn't realize that the elevator hasn't moved. After 3-4 minutes, that's when I realized that I might be stuck. HOW EMBARRASSING! I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if I should call for help or anything. Thinking too much, I didn't have enought time to crawl in ball of mass hysteria. But after good death-defying three minutes.........

I realized SOMETHING. I didn't pushed the button to third floor. That sight gaved me a relief and I felt how stupid I can be. REALLY STUPID. I took the easy way out. Thank goodness I wasn't really stuck. But what if I did for real? Did taking the easy way out helped? Certainly not.

"Mr. Cupid I need help. Please?"

The other night, while I was catching some ZZZ`s. LoLa called me. "What does she wants now in this time of the night?" I said to myself. It's about her boyfriend. They're having some misunderstandings which I think is normal for a healthy relationships because it helps you to be stronger and more patient. I knew both of them since my high school days, so I didn't know where should I place. In between. Ah yes. Good Idea. I asked LoLa what happened.

She told me her story. It was a freaking five hours talk! Who knew a single SMS can complicate a two years relationship?! Of course I want to be on her side since I'm more closer to her than her boyfriend. But I wanted to be fair. I wanted to hear both sides' stories. After that seems endless five hours talk, I asked LoLa if she wants to do threeway calling. I'll call her boyfriend, she'll be on the other line keeping it quiet. She agreed.

So I called her boyfriend, Dane. I was already around 3AM. Thank goodness Dane's on spring break and I'm not actually interrupting someone's slumber. Like what LoLa did to me! ANd hallelujia for me not having a class in the morning.

"Hey Geo. What's up?"
"You know what's up?!"
"I guess LoLa told you already...."
"Obviously...DUH" I said, irritated.
"Look, I have an explanation." When he said this, I felt bad for some reason.
"It's better to be a good one. I'm listenin." I told him sincerely.

And so begins an ear-bleeding explanation. The whole time, LoLa was on the other line. Listening. Sometimes, she coughs and sneezes then Dane would ask what was that. All I can tell him is "It's our sick dog.", even though we don't own any.

From my perspective, I think he's confessing the truth and nothing but the truth. I knew LoLa thought that too. She's just too stubborn to even listen to him before.
It wasn't her fault. It wasn't his fault. AND conspicuously not mine!
It was the SLUT's fault. The girl who've been CRAZY about Dane. I MEAN CRAAAAZY. The sideline hoe. I would to smack her face for causing so much trouble. But I wouldnt. I'm still a gentleman after all.

In the end, I brought the couple back together. That's me. That's my job.

"It's kind of wierd how most of my friends runs to me when they have a problem in their love life. When clearly I myself have a little experience in such matters."

college life: part two.

Cherie knew what she had to do, and that is to not to talk to him-- my stalker. And so we did, the whole freaking class time. We're mean like that. Frankly, he look lost at our table. He just didn't fit with us. Before class' dismissal, Mrs.____ assigned us homework. For the first day of school. ALREADY! She wants us to present next class meeting to introduce ourselves. Now I totally hate her.

So the class ends....
I swear, when I saw that clock's hands set on 10:50AM. I heard "hallelujia" on the background.
AMEN!

"Did you see what he was wearin`?" Cherie asked.
"Who? Him?" I replied softly.
"Uhm yeah." She said in a "duuuh" tone.
"Let's not make our world revolve around him. We don't know him." I suggested.
Like that, we just dropped the topic.

It's too bad we don't have next class together. She have a class at 11:15AM and my next class wont start until 1:15PM. BUMMER. We sat togther for like ten minutes watching people passed by and of course, we talk about them. After that fun ten minutes, we parted ways.

Since it was only around 11:00AM, I have nothing to do. I decided to go to the bookstore to get my books, office to update my ID, and library to look for something that can help me with my presentation. The dreadful two hours passed by so slow I thought of going home but I'm definitly will be late for my math, so I didn't.

I had the same teacher and classroom like last quarter. So I knew what's to expect in the class. It was a two dreadful hours. IT WAS SUICIDE for your brain, SERIOUSLY! After one hour of the syllabus reading, we had a ten minutes break. THANK GOD. I quickly went to the bathroom racing the other students so I get to use the NICE CLEAN stall. After I washed and sanitized my hand, I grabbed my phone and adrenaline rushes through my body as I think about calling my BFFFE. One ring. Two ring. Then she answered.

"Hello! ABBY! Miss you betch!"I suprised her with my oh-so-jolly-voice.
"Oh what do you want?" She replied that brought my vibes down.
Not thinking about her attitude, I happly told her that I'm surrounded by handsome and beautiful people. She was my saviour. I needed that ten minutes break to talk to her. I LOVE HER. She makes my life oh so better by ten million gajillion katrillion (Is there such things?) times! When my break ends, I head back to class with a smile and grin in my face.

When class ends, I hurried to the bus stop, which was leg cramping walk! The bus ride was almost two hours. Again, I felt pity to myself cause my parents won't let me drive to school yet. I do have my license anyway. As is walking from the bus stop to our house, the sight of our door gave me relief. THANK GOODNESS.

"I'm home. I'm going to sleep. Good night!" I yelled.
I went upstairs to my room and locked the door.
I turned off my phone just in case they call.

Before I went to a deep slumber, I thought about what happened that day.
It put a smile. It wasn't a bad day after all.

college life: part one.

"Earth to Geomarc. Earth to Geomarc. You there?"
Cherie joked while shaking me violently I thought my brain was going to come out of my ears. I unwillingly lifted my head up and parted ways with my sweet sweet erotic dream (Don't ask). Once I came to my senses, I looked around the classroom. Everything's the same except every eyes are locked on my still half-asleep face. Even the teacher's. I felt blood rushes through my face and I blushed (It's wasn't too obvious though since I'm dark). After that, I felt nervous and naseous, BUT definitly naseous. I can't believe I slept on the first day of school! It was heinous! The teacher asked me if I'm okay. And with all my courage and sanity left on me, I chocked on my reply but manage to say it loud and clear.


"I'm okay. Everything's fine." I said.
"Okay then....." The teacher obnoxiously said with an annoying smirk on her face.
She went back to lecturing with more than ever louder voice. ANNOYING!

This is college. You go to school and the teachers lecture you for two dreadful long hours. EVERYDAY. The only fun parts about college are seeing your friends, getting your weekly allowances, and the best-- gossiping and prattling about teachers (Which happens to be my friends and I's specialties).

I faced Cherie and I gestured to look at Mrs.____. She knew what I meant. And so begins the ridiculing.

"DOUBLE-YOU-TEE-EFF is she wearing? Isn't she way too old for that kind of make up?...." She said in a very disgusted manner. I giggled. That was funny especially the expression she made with her face. I heard a couple of students giggled behind us as well. I scrutinized carefully the skinny white teacher while she babble about something, making sure I wasn't too obvious. I moved my head nearer to Cherie so she could hear me with my whispering voice.

"It's either the circus performers threw up on her OOOR she got her outfit at a circus convention." I whispered making sure we're the only ones could hear me. But BIG ASS mouth Cherie laughed so hard that Mrs.____ looked at us. AGAIN.

"Is there something you would like to share Ms........" She paused and looked at her sitting arrangement skit. "Ms. Cherie?"
"No Mrs.____." Cherie managed to say.

After that it was a pretty slow class. Me and Cherie just texted the whole time and goofed off. Then the unthinkable happened. There he is, one of my classmate from my english class last quarter. I never liked him. Most of the times I'd caught him looking at me. I say he's a stalker. Cherie knew about him. He's late, like always. Since I and Cherie are the only ones in our group table, Mrs.___ decided to put him in our group. EVEN GREATER.

Time will pass.

The first time I met you, my heart pertained to someone else.
But everytime I catch you looking at me, I fall for you deeper and deeper.
Can't you see what's happening to me since you came?

Please. Please. Please.
Never look at me with that smile on your face.
Because it will make things worse.
Stop giving me hopes that we could be together.
When I really should think about her instead.

When I got to know you better.
It made me really wants to be with you.
Everytime I kisses her.
It's you that I really see.

You are making me forget about her...

Time will pass.
Sooner or later my feelings for her will be gone.
And if that will happen.
Should we be together like what I dreamed off?

I should be sleeping but....

LoLa woke me up by texting 25 FREAKING text messages in a row!!!(Notice the three exclamations?) Asking me to call her. But I didn't. I'm too worn out. I'm too exhausted (From what? I've been sleeping all day.) And too BLAH to really talk about anything. But since I'm SUCH A GOOD FRIEND -- to some degree at least, I managed to text her back.

"Phuck off bee-yatch. I'm sleepy! Go to sleep or hell or wherever you wanna sleep. Just let me sleep and I'll call you first thing in the morning. Okay? Love you bebz!"

Call her first thing in the morning? I don't think that's going to happen. Well I guess she'll have to wait until I call her back like the rest of my friends who called me and got ignored. I'm a bad friend.

Now that I'm slightly thinking, did you ever gave thoughts about how much can betide in an minute?

At this exactly moment April 4th, 2009 2:00AM....

-In my room, I'm typing this blog entry.

-In Canada, an old lady is dying of cancer.
-In China, a new twins are borned under a poor family.

-In Las Vegas, a gambler just lost $1000 and plus.

-In Paris, a french lady fakes an orgasm.

-In Africa, a boy just died because of malnutrition.

-In Antartica, the ice just decreases in size.

-In Japan, the population increases.

-In Iraq, a mother cries over her daughter's dead corpse.

-In Seattle, a bunch of friends are clubbing.

-In Tuscany, a newly wed is having their honey moon vacation.

-In Manila, a 7 year old boy is being sodomized by his cousin.

-In Sydney, a 14 year old girl fall in love for the first time in her life.

We all share this one minute with the rest of the world. And every tick of that universal time clock, we all get nearer to our unfathomable destiny of The End and nothingness.....

the walls we built.

Being afraid of getting hurt is the number one reason people try so hard to project. To protect ourselves, we build walls. Why do we build walls? Because more than often if not, most of us end up falling and getting hurt.

We build this walls to save ourselves from getting all torn up.

But sooner or later though, we get tired of pretending and having these stony walls. Finally, we adjudged that it's finally time to break the walls up for the person we apperceive impervious with. But again, only to discover ourselves in the same circumtances. Circumtances that we've been trying to avoid all along: Attain for granted. Alone. Abandoned. Pushed away. Hurt.

And so, we build these walls again. But this time, our walls are more enduring than the previous one. It's a very exhausting and horrible cycle, but yet most of us, like the hamsters, keep on running in it.

Why do we build walls? Ironically, it is also to make people stay. If we don't thave these walls, our guards are down, our flaws and fears will be exposed. What is left for them not to furlough?

Most of us if not, are on a desparate and endless pursuit to reconnaissance for that special someone who would standstill notwithstanding the knowlegde of our weaknesses, the wrong doings we have done in the past, in the present, and even the aberattions we're about to make in the future.

We build such walls as well not only to make people stay. But also to see who loves you enough to go through challenges and climb that wall for you.

But the question really is, "Does such person in this world exist?"

damn pictures!

Who cares about Octomom!?

It's all about Octogirl now!

Skinier and less babies!

Is your vajayjay making a squeeky sound?

Call the number! They are expert on leaky

vajayjay! 10% off first service! HAHA And they said studying is good?

I think not! This equation just proved it.

No more studying! That's what I call fast food!

Do they have happy meals?

Do I want to know what's on the happy meal box?

I think not.

So this is the purpose of the naked statues arounf Europe.This will be a hit! Looks like this couple finally found the position they've been looking for. By the looks of it, they look happy and loving it. 5 miles more to go. Take it slow!

This image is so wrong in so many ways!

I don't know what's creepy.

1. Having a life-size doll as your girlfriend.

2. Having a life-size doll as your girlfriend dressed up as a high school student.

3. Having a life-size doll as your girlfriend dressed up as a high school student and taking the doll to a picnic using a wheelchair.

4. Having a life-size doll as your girlfriend dressed up as a high school student and taking the doll to a picnic using a wheelchair with your best buddy having one of his own.

What's wrong with this guys?!

The scarf of the future!

Keeps you warm.

And it gives you a fresh new rounded boobies!

Not suitable for kids.

I'm so sure wolverine is enjoying this.

Pervert.

Have a baby baking on the oven?

Use this helpful easy to follow quick tips.

Keep your baby alive.

What's up with that one on the floor?! OMG!

falling all over again.

It has been a while hasn't it?

Yes indeed. Did you miss me?

Of course I did. I haven't talk to you since senior year.

How've you been?

I've had better days, and you?

Eh, still breathing. Barely.

So I heard you guys broke up. Is it true?

YES. Well NO. I don't really know.

What do you mean you don't know?

We didn't really have a closure. We just STOPPED at some point.

May I ask you one question?

Sure. What is it?

How do you know you still love that special someone? And When do you know when to let go.

It's kind of hard to explain. But I'll try anyway.

You know what, don't answer that. I want to find that answer myself. Someday.

I'm sure you'll find that special someone. And they will be very lucky to have you.

Why did you say that?

You are one of the nicest person I met. They are stupid if they ever let go of you.

Thanks. That's a nice thing for you to say.

If I could......I would love to......

If you could what?

I'll talk to you tomorrow. Bye Geo.

Okay. Bye. Take care.

I THINK I'M INLOVE.

TEN things I'm thankful for.

In our time today, it's hard to not focus on the crisis and to focus on the everyday blessings we get. Everyone is affected by these "crisis." I'm affected by the financial crisis. My parents "tightened up the belt." I'm saving money like it's the end of the world. Most of the time I'd have a bad day that I don't even recognize all the good things in my life. Why is it hard to recognize these things when we're in trouble? My life was troubled by everything because I scrutinized even the smallest details and I would just see the mistakes and negatory sides and I don't see the blessings. Well now I'm going to focus on the blessing I have right now and be thankful for them.

10. "Home Sweet Home"- I'm trully thankful for my home. Not everyone have a house to come home to where they can rest to remove stresses, eat until they please, watch TV until their electric bills' are high as a sky scraper, or take a shower until they drown. Not everyone can have this "privelage", so I'm thankful I have a home.

9. "Dorinda and the Swimmers"- Dorinda is my pet goldfish and "the swimmers" are the other fishes I don't really care about. Dorinda and I go way back.....JUNE 2008. I fell inlove with her. She's perfect little fish. Her fins and tail are elegantly long and her orange shade scales are magnificent. She's the most beautiful creature your eyeball will ever see. Whenever I'm stresses out I'll just watch her swim in my 20-gallon tank and all my worries in the world just go away., for a short time at least. I'll cry if she dies.

8. "I-net"- I guess it's pretty much self explanatory why I'm thankful for internet.

7. "My Reader[s]"- I'm not sure how many readers this blog have, but I do know it got some. I'm thankful for them. They are one of the reason why I continue to blog. Without them, there's no reason for me to blog.

6. "Money"- I LOVE MONEY. Who doesn't? Maybe if I'm a contestant in "I Love Money 2", I'd win! I'm not completely broke but not rich either. I just have enough bucks to go out and have fun with my friends but still have some money to save. I've been saving to reward myself a new Nikon Coolpix. My parents doens't know I have a SWISS BANK ACCOUNT.

5. "My Gizmos"- This will includes my DS, PS2, Rock Band, Cellphone, Laptop, and my most priced possesion, Kit --my Canon DSLR Rebel XSi. I'm just happy I have them to entertain myself. Withoutmy phone I think I'll go nuts. SERIOUSLY!

4. "Fam-bam"- Whoever is not thankful for their families is an ingrate. I'm so thankful for these special people. They've always helps me keep my ground stay put to the ground. And helped me when I'm troubled. Even though sometimes we fight, I still love them to death. Hey that's family! You hate them but you love them more!

3. "3DAMN"- I think I won't be like me right now without the fine crafting of these two fine young ladies on me. They are a huge part of my life and will always be. Life would be different I i never met them.

2. "BFFFE"- Which stands for Best Friend Forever For Eternity. I only have on BFFFE and her name is Abigaile Madelaine Villafuerte. I love her that much. We may be miles and miles away but we talk almost everyday for hours and hours. She knows most of my secrets that only her knows. Without her in my life is like SPICE GIRLS without Posh Spice. Horrible! I love her to the INFINITY.

1. "Life"- Everyday I'm alive has always been a blessings for me. It's sad that not everyday I could thank God that I'm still alive and well. Without this "LIFE" I would've never met all these special people and enjoy mife experiences to the fullest. Thank God I'm alive. IT'S GOOD TO BE ALIVE!

3DAMN a.k.a G.E.M. Precious Friends.

Did you ever find that special friends you think you'll be friends with forever and no matter what happens? I think I did.........I KNOW I DID. They are my SISSIES. I'll dedicate this entire entry for my sissies. I met this GREAT friends of mine back in 2005 when I used to attend El Dorado High School in Las Vegas. They we're among the first friends I made. I met them through Crystallyn who I thought was Pauline's Mother who happened to be really cool and chill girl. Gets? Crystallyn is my "CONNECTION" to all the Filipinos in school. I really thought she was Pauline's mom. HAHA. Anyway, I first met Erika. She was really quite. Like REALLY quite. But we didn't talked much as our personalities are very different from each other. I met Marielle from THE ASIAN CLUB. Fa'sho. I think it was more of a Filipino Club because majority of people there WAS Filipinos. The first time Marielle talked to me, I thought she was loud and nice at the same time. The kind of friends I would love to have. After that "club" meeting, Marielle seems to be everywhere and quickly we clicked just liked that. There's even one time that one of our friend thought we were going out. HAHA. We were like "OH HELL NO!" Soon after, we found ourselves writing to each other and passing notes every between classes. She's really cool, bubbly, LOUD, and FUNNY. I can't remember how the three of us actually end up being really friends. I think it was when we "PINOYS" started chillin under tree in the parking lot. We called it "treedom", and after that the three of us was REALLY GOOD FRIENDS and started calling "our" group "3DAMN", but I think it wasn't after Crystallyn's birthday around November. I think? That night was so fun! I think it was the night that we called ourselves "3DAMN." We've only known each other for a short time but it felt like we knew each other for a long time and we know each other very well, but truth is, we still barely know each other. Overtime we got closer and closer and closer that next thing I know is we are "G.E.M. =Precious Friends." HAHA. The acronyms of our names. Geomarc. Erika. Marielle. Cool huh? Early April of 2006 I needed to part ways from them because I'm moving to diffeferent state. It was sad and hard. My last school day, I thought I was going to cry, thank God I didn't It wóuld've been a mess! Until now we are the closest friends. Even though we are thousand of miles away from each other we manage to continue being frieds and talk to each other despite that we are now busy with our own lives. Every year, I try to atleast see them even for a short time. 2007, I got to see them and hangout with them because I had a vacation trip to Vegas-LA for my aunt's/ate's debut. It was memorable. Every day spent with them is always memorable. For 2008 I went too see them twice! One in September for my grandma's birthday. We went to Jollibee <--my fave, went to the almost top of the mountain, and I slept over at Marielle's house, too bad Erika couldn't sleep over. For December, I went there just for kicks. I wanted to do something for my winter break and it happens that I have a month long break so I BEGGED my parents to let me go to Vegas. And they did. It took me 5days before I could tell my sissies I'm in Vegas because I wanted to suprise them. But my big ASS mouth got the best of me. I told them. One day, Me and Marielle hung out pretty much the whole day. We went to Venitian to see our loving hard working sissy, Erika. She treated us a Frappé. YUM! Then me and Marielle walked in Strip and went to Fashion Show Mall to see our friend Pauline at Sanrio store. HAHA. We got hella freebies. It was a fun crazy night. We even got lost. It was so funny. I can't wait to see them next time! Hopefully summer vacation so it would be longer!

I LOVE MY SISSIES<3

OH NO!

MY BFFFE [best friend forever for eternity]
JUST GOT HER PHONE TAKEN AWAY.
Í'VE ALWAYS DISLIKED VERY STRICT PARENTS.


NO MORE CRAZY-GOSSIP-PHONE-NIGHTS. :[
AND NO MORE TALKING ABOUT SEX ED. HAHA.

I MISS HER ALREADY. <3
I LOVE YOU ABBY!


I WONDER HOW AM I GOING TO HEAR HER VOICE AGAIN. I MUST THINK.
HELP?

text me

WOW. I haven't blog in like FOREVER.
I miss blogging. I miss reading other people's blogs. I miss my reader[s.]
I'm still catching up on my school works and it has not been easy job for me.
I had to take 3 test without reviews and no help fromthe teachers since I had a substitutes when I took the test.
I'm proud to say, I did better than I expected.
But still, I still have a lot ot catching up to do. But before all that, I need to blog
so my reader[s] would know that I AM STILL ALIVE and WELL.


So for all those days I didn't blog, things happened.
But I don't think I want to share everything, it's way to vulgar and I call some privacy.
But I SHALL leave you some juicy story, from trully yours, MOI.
Shall we start?


"Hey! I haven't text for the couple of months. Something came up and my family needed to save money, so we cut our cellphone lines. This is Laurice and this is my new number btw."
I was in total shocked when I recieved this text messege from one of my old friend back in high school. I haven't heard from her and I never actually considered us as friends. This friend is more like i-will-text-you-but-let-us-not-talk-in-public type of friend, in other words, we're just "online" friends. I guess things change when someone goes away. I didn't know what to do, because it had been a while and I'm not sure if I really wants to reply. But why not? Right?
"Hello. Yah it has been a while. What's up with you?I bet you miss me!"
I bet you miss me?! WTF? I wanted to erase that part, but too late...


"Well I'm back in town, and I think I'll be staying for good. I so wants to hangout with you! Can you drive now? And hell yeah I miss you!"
Now this friend wants to hang out and misses me? Is she trippin`?! Niggah please, who are you kiddin`? And more is, what did you eat?! I don't recall that she left the town. Did her family fled or hid from something...someone? There was so many questions ran through my mind. I didn't know what to say, feel, and how to react. Should I be happy or scared?
"I didn't know you left the town? I can't drive yet. haha. I think I'm the only college student who doesn't have a license. I'm lame. I'm glad that you miss me. You better! LOL. I can't really hangout right now, I have a lot of school works. Sorry."
But in a wierd way, I really do wants to hangout with her. Part of me don't wants to, but HUGE ASS part of me wants to.


"Oh okay. HAHA. DORK. Well we need to hangout ASAP betch! Oh god how I miss texting you! I might go to SPSCC next quarter."
Now we might be classmates. What is wrong with her? Must be the air where ever she went to!
"Oh that's cool! YAY! Okay,I'll try to hangout with you this weekend. Happy?"

Eventually, I cancelled. I was sore all weekend because we went snow boarding Friday. Plus my cousins and uncle was in town. Getting up and getting in to bed was like a living hell. I only went once but I was the once who was sore the most. Crazy. No more snow boarding for me until next year. HAHA. I didn't really planned on snow boarding, I just went for the heck of it and take pictures. But it looked like they were having so much fun. So I rented a $40 snow board and a boots. Maybe it's one of the factor I was sore because I didn't have the right "get-up", I was just wearing a jacket and a jeans. I'm so happy that I finally updated my music on my phone. S'bout damn time; most played is LoveGame. You should listen to it.

D.C. tales.

"It's good to be home.",I thought as the plane landed last night at the SEA-TAC INTL Airport.
The plane ride was hella long and hot.
Everyone was complaining how hot it was and how they are dehydrated.


______________From the beggining______________

We left Lacey- WA, Feb 8, 2008 Sunday at almost 5:am in the morning. Everyone was on their "i'm-flying-to-washington-dc" attire. It was a chilly and foggy day. I was the first one on the office, next was Jesse, Meghan, Kaitlyn...and the super last but NOT THE LEAST, Caitee.When we got to the airport, Danielle was already there.We just chatted a little bit and checked in our bags. After we checked in our bags, we waited 20mins or so for Danielle's boyfriend to bring her jacket. We we're running late already.At the security check point, the line was effing long and slow. Plane leaves in 30mins.After the checkpoint, everyone ran to the gate. AS IN RUNNING. We looked hella DRIDDY running. It was funny, tiring, and funny. Everyone was dehydrated when we got to the plane.It will be a 4hour plane ride to New York City.As I anticipated for our arrival at NYC, I just pretty much napped and read the whole flight.In a distance, I saw a gigantic small city, and the famous "Green-Lady". I got excited and all.It was cool seeing the NYC and the Green-Lady from the plane. I wish I took a pic. Oh well.When get got at the Newark Airport, we only have like 10mins to buy things and catch the next plane to DC. The plane ride to DC was short, only 45mins so it wasn't that bad, but the plane was small.It was already 7:00PM when we got there. 7PM in East coast-3PM in West coast. 3hours different. Maybe around 8:00PM ish we got to the National Harbor, where we stayed.We just put our bags in our room and went out to dinner. <----I got my own room. For dinner, we went to local sandwich joint, the Potbelly. It was a nice lil sandwich store with a nice ambiance, view, and friendly people! The line was kind of long though since they didn't know there will be a Convention at the Gaylord Hotel. The dinner was short and fast because we we're all tired......


_______________CADCA Days_______________

To make it short. We always wake up everyday and go to the workshops for NYLI [National Youth Leader Initiatives]. The workshops was always fun. The speakers was always so full of energy and the leaders are fun to be with! Food was always fancy. I always hated "fancy" meal because you have to know which fork and spoon to use. It's crazy but I love it too because it's fancy. We went to dinner at the new opened restaurant that had a bull riding, I wanted to ride, but I was too embarassed, my friends did anyway. Tuesday was Capitol Hill day and everyone went to the City and had a rally, I think? All the Washington States people went to talk to the Represntatives and Senates all day. So we missed the rehearsal for the Award thing. It was a lot of walk, it was fun, it was tiring. Wednesday, we had a YOUTH DANCE. I got people digits. I'm not a playah. It's like a meet-n-greet but in a YOUTH's way. I dances till i sweat like shit. Pictures will be up soon. Thursday was the last day and sad day because all the friends I made went back to their places. Friday was a lot of WALK. I had a blisters sized of my toe! I can barely walk. I took alot of pictures too, which I honestly think that should be in magazine because it's perfect!

_______________The End_____________

We ended our trip to DC by visitng monuments and Smithsonian. It was a lot of walk. That morning of our departure, I opened my laptop and I saw the news about the plane crashed of Continental Airline, same airline we're going to ride home. And it was Friday the 13th. So got nevervous. I tried not to bring up the subject when we ate. But it was all over the news, so it was whatever. We left with maybe some nervousness. Our flight isn't `til 3:45PM and it's only 9Am. We rode the bus to metro station and we'll just ride the subway to the hotel we'll leave our bags. OVER ALL. IT WAS A LOT OF WALK AND VERY TIRING.

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Happy Valentines people. :]
I hope you guys have a good one.
Blog Stories will be up as soon as I catch up on my school works.

smile :)

It was raining really hard today.
As I'm typing this, I just got home from school.
I'm tired, beat, worn out. Most of all I'm exhausted. <--Synonyms much?
Today is my last day at school before going to Washington DC for a whole week.
Since I'm going to miss a week worth of school work,
I had to arranged and fixed everything before I leave.
Trust me, It was A LOT of work.
But though I'm exhausted, I'm glad that I did everything that needed to be done.

Today while at school, while I was doing all my work.
I had to run back and forth building to building and classroom to classroom.
There was a lot of people smiled at me. I don't know why they are smiling at me;
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A.)They are smiling at me because there is something on my face.

B.)They are really nice. Just oh-so-nice type of people.

C.)They are faking it so they would look nice.

D.) They are hiding "something." <--But what?
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Whatever is their reason, I'm glad they did. It made my day.

As BITCHING at someone is my forté, so is SMILING.
When I'm not bitching, I'm usually just smiling.
LOL. Not like a creep smile who just smile in the corner. LOL.
Smile as in friendly smile, the sincere one. :]
For some wierd reason, when I smile at someone, they make friends with me.
Sometimes, JUST sometimes, I fake my smile to put on a "show."
Or just smile to hide the sadness.
There are so many reasons why I smile everyday.
I'm sure YOU're one of that.

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shoot.

Today's the last day of the week. Finally.
This week has been a mixed feelings.

I was happy because I survived this hell of a week.
I was sad because I found out my Lola was sick and didn't wanna go to the doctor.
I was mad because parent's are being tough. They cut our allowance. How mean?!
I was irritated because lately things hasn't gone my way.
I was fine because I finally got the chance to tell her how I really feel about US.
I was glad because I got to finished my English research paper.
I was excited because I'm flying to Washington D.C. in a week!



Over all It was mixed.
Like a stew. One dish. But different components.
OR.
A rainbow. One arc. But different colors.

confused.

Can someone fall in love with their Best Friend?
Isn't there a fine line between falling in love and friendship?
How am I suppose to know what I'm feeling for her is just a matter of friendship;
-and that I'm not falling in love with her.

Is it wrong? Or is it normal?



What if I do the first move, and mess it up.
Would you still be my friend?
Could we be able to go back to the way it was?


But why now? Why all of the sudden.
I mean, you know about me liking others.....
I guess it was just a physical attraction.

But you?....You're different.
I HATE IT when you talk to me about the BOYS of your life.
Is it because I'm Jealous? Or is it because I envy you?


GAH. I'm so confused. I SHOULD STOP THIS.