Farewell 2013!

       

How fast time flies! It was just like yesterday when I first wrote a blog about the upcoming 2013, now, few more sleeps and pig outs and it’s 2014! Woot woot!

       Well to start off these are what kept me busy on this almost –done year…

The first Half of 2013:

I got interested on playing chess. Like this big |__________________| I played chess every day, on the computer, on my phone, on the internet, in public places… ugh… I even dream about it. Oh I also bought a tiny chess board so I can carry it wherever I go, I bring it more often than I bring my phone, yup.

I terribly had a crush on someone who already has a girlfriend. But we’re still friends… and they already broke up too, totally not my fault!

I had Chicken Pox. No more explanations, I don’t want to reminisce on this one. Please.

My twin sister and I started to build a band! Totally awesome! But things didn’t worked out smoothly but we’re still working on it, don’t worry, you.

Graduation! I was so happy; this is a very special day because my twin and I weren’t able to attend our Grade School Graduation because of some ugly reasons. I also find this day very lucky and blessed because the electricity went out and the generator wasn’t working, I was totally disappointed because it kind of ruined the day, but after a few minutes the electricity was back right at the moment when we’re about to be called on stage!

I wrote my own plot line/summary for Pirates of the Caribbean 5, which is, for me, not a waste of time, even though I failed to search for ways to somehow bring it to Hollywood writers. I also fantasized on being part of the film, which will be showing on early 2014, I guess.

I watched a bucket full of movies:

ü  Kate and Leopold

ü  Stranger than Fiction

ü  Ugly Truth

ü  Employee of the Month

ü  The Illusionist

ü  Harry Potter 1-6

ü  Scott Pilgrim vs. the World

ü  Battleship

ü  Snow White and the Huntsmen

ü  Ice age Continental Drift

ü  Pirates of the Caribbean 1-3

Now, the second part of 2013:

I obsessed about going to UP and take up BA Film but odds weren’t in my favor for some sad reasons I wasn’t able to manage my stuff and apply for the UPCAT. I cried for a day and my heart ached, literally.

We met an uprising local boy band called The 5ive, and yes, I liked them and we talked about them nonstop for several days. They’re not bad, actually, just a little.

I reunited with an old friend online and cupids we’re around so we had a romantic relationship that lasted for a month; I don’t regret anything about it but somehow it changed my views and beliefs on love, positively and negatively.

I started to earn a little money by working as a private tutor to my second cousin. It gave me different kinds of pain but I learned a lot of things not just in his lessons but I also learned to be patient and considerate.

I turned 16. Yay!

A cupid struck me once again. Z∞

Prepared myself for what’s in stored for me in college.

Watched MORE movies:

ü  127 hours

ü  4 Sisters and a Wedding

ü  Con Air

ü  Fired Up

ü  The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

ü  Shoot em Up

ü  Sword Fish

ü  Taken

ü  The Box

ü  The Lorax

ü  King Kong

ü  World War Z

ü  Pee Mak

ü  Sleepless in Seattle

ü  The Hurt Locker

ü  The Conjuring

ü  Someone Like You

ü  The Avengers

ü  Trance

ü  EuroTrip

ü  Road Trip

ü  American Pie 1-6

ü  Thor The Dark World

ü  Brave

ü  Hunger Games 1

ü  The Hangover

ü  Blue Valentine

ü  Cabin in the Woods

ü  Dark Shadows

ü  Tangled

ü  Shutter

Im sure you’re probably thinking that I have a lot of free time! Hahaha.

     This year, for me, is very memorable, I have faced a lot of rejections and doors also have opened for me. I felt too much pain but I was positive enough to surpass stress and depression. I have beaten my fears and I went beyond difficulties and negativity. One thing I learned: Life Goes On.

     And since it’ll be 2014 in a few hours I’ll take this chance to not screw the upcoming year and build a better and more awesome me. To those who will be with me on my journey, Thank you, in advance and Have fun!

Happy 16th Birthday, Captain Lois Jovi!

             HAPPPYYY BIIIRTHDAAAAAYYY TOOOO MEEEEE! Yup, its mah birthday and I am so happy to have made it another year! First, I would like to thank all the people that made my day extra special my mom and dad of course! , my twin sister! My youngest sister and last but not the least God who’ve brought me to this wonderful world. Thanks ya’ll!

            So uuhm, the day of my birthday was memorable but the first half was just like an another ordinary day but Alex (My twin) and I inflated our own balloon! I inflated a yellow one and it was soo cute and fat while Alex had a red one and we were so happy with a single balloon :D After that the ordinary day continued and I had to make a very mind-shaking reviewer for the kid I was tutoring for, like my head was a coin bank and I have to shake it so the last few coins will come out.

Alex >

           Then After lunch a portion of the ordinary day continued again but then my mom told us to get ready because we will have dinner at the mall and now we’re talking. ;) So we arrived at the mall around 6 pm. We were walking around the mall and people were staring at us since Alex and I are so pretty lol and we are wearing identical long sleeves.

Me :)

         We ate pizza for dinner because the idea of eating in a fastfood was kind of exhausting due to crowded people buzzing. Then my mom bought a surprise medium-sized cake just for that dinner Yum! After pizza, my twin sister, my youngest sister and I feasted on the cake, since we didn’t have plates and a knife we just forked the whole cake and I’m telling you I might not eat another chocolate cake in my life! We ate all the edges since we didn’t want to ruin yet our names written on the cake and as we all know the edges of the cake are covered with chocolate and we filled our mouths  with mouth-watering chocolate and it was so effin’ delicious I even almost forgot to make a Talk Like A Pirate Video!!

   

Sam, my youngest sister XD

         I just want all of you to know that my birthday is the National Talk like a Pirate Day! I think it’s soooo meant to be since I am addicted to Piratessss!!!

Ill upload my talk like a pirate video next time, the internet connection is so slow, sarreh :D

Also, before I forget, the day before our 16^th birthday Alex and I made an artwork like we always do because we like to make a last remembrance from being 15 years old, we do this quite a lot because we like to cherish our lasts and firsts. J

So yeah, I would like to thank everyone who greeted me on Facebook and in person. I just hope arriving at this stage in life will be memorable, safe and wonderful.

Pee Mak is PHENOMENAL.

          My fingers are already itching to write a blog about “Pee Mak”, well I don’t know why I kinda felt this sensation that urges to me write about this but one thing is for sure, Pee Mak is PHENOMENAL.

          Warning: This blog may contain spoilers. Oh, let me rephrase that: This blog is filled with spoilers.

          As we all know the story of Pee Mak is a combination of horror, comedy, and romance, But I was impressed more of the Plot Twist. Thailand makes good stories with astounding plot twists. Like the other movie of Mario Maurer “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” which made us make tiny gasps and cover our mouths with realization of what really happened. This movie will really make you think of different possibilities because they kept on giving reasons and conclusions of who the ghost really was. They didn’t turn the movie into a complete horror that will make you scream and terrify yourself out; instead they turned it to something you will always remember, I am totally serious, the day we watched Pee Mak, I couldn’t sleep, I kept thinking about it and I woke up like 2 to 3 times in the dawn and my mind was still thinking of some scenes on Pee Mak. I like how they can manipulate our minds with their creativity and originality. It involves the reality of how friends really act when they undergo that kind of situation. For me, the 4 friends of Mak made the movie really funny, their acting and the comedy was light and was effective. Their acting was so good that they really tickled the viewers, PLUS the characterization of each of the 4 friends was perfect including their appearances. I was also impressed with Nak (Davika Hoorne) who effortlessly made the film scary, cuz she really is scary, I was also fooled in the part where they all thought, including me, my mom and my sisters, that Mak (Mario Maurer) was the one that was really dead, I saw how different Nak acted from when she was the one reckoned as a ghost to being the one that is alive, she turned normal, not stiff and natural ––and that worked.

    

 My favorite part of the film is when they were all on the boat and Ter in the front is bending and looking between his legs to see who the ghost really was, and the others kept on blocking the view of Nak whom is the real Ghost, instead Ter sang their Marching song to make his silly friends dance to the song and finally make them all move to the side  so he would finally see that Nak is the real Ghost.

     

      Well there's no dull part in the entire movie but one of the funniest part for me in the film is when the monk kept on saying that being inside the enchanted thread will protect you from Nak but then he was accidentally and so funnily kicked out of the thread which makes him unprotected!. XD

      Well, besides the funny and scary part, I was totally moved at the ending where Mak admitted that he already know about Nak being a ghost, and scenes flashed showing that Mak bending and looking between his legs and finally saw for himself the truth; getting rid of the the amulet to protect Nak; the scene where he went to his dead wife’s body, kissing, embracing and crying over it; then Mak arriving home all wet and dirty from his wife’s grave and still loved and accepted her wife of what she turned out to be;  and the most saddening part is where even though the townsfolk treat Mak like a plague and he would still ate dried leaves and worms that Nak will always prepare for him he will still never swap being with Nak for the world.

       My eyes were filled with tears in the ending part because this lesson should be known to many people, that Love knows no bounds, that Love doesn’t need to look on the outside, that Love conquers all, and Life is all about defeating death by struggling to survive just to offer everything that you have to the one you love, living it without limits and living it the way you want it to.

Oh here is a picture of Mario Maurer being applied with Black thingy on the teeth, I am not really sure if that black thingy on the teeth is part of their tradition or people from Phrakhanong (or Phra Khanong) really have black teeth but that really added up to the comedy factor!

    

     

Special Poem.

I wrote this poem for the guy that owns my heart, so yeah. This isn't my best poem but anything's beautiful in the eyes of someone who loves you. It's kind of short but I poured my heart out on to this.

The world for me is a cold place,

OMG, so cuuuute! :*

everybody's addicted to the teen craze.
I don't quite understand what people says,
why being in love always got to be a race.

I always wanted to know what they're saying
in films, books and storytelling;
things about kissing, hugging, trusting and caring,
one ordinary day, he came, without me searching.

Everyday I can't get him out of my mind,
a guy that is typical but is hard to find.
Thinking about him every second of the day;
thousand miles apart but in my heart, he stays.

I have never felt so happy,
though my outfit and hair is still so crappy.
His first "I love you" still in my memory,
something, someone can never steal from me.

Now I hope we make things last,
be happy with each other and learn from the past.
Together forever, we will live,
because in true love I truly believe.

:*

Everything happens for a reason, right?

       This past week a big part of me was lost and since I can’t find anything that’ll replace those, I have been, well I’ll just say, wasting time?

      Last Sunday, We visited a family friend and were not really planning to go to SM. Then we accidentally attended or watched a mall show for my mom loves going to the mall. My mom, sisters and I have never seen nor heard about them but we were curious so we watched them. They’re called The 5ive. Yes, we were entertained not with their talent (sorry!) and those screaming die-hard fans but with their looks and nice personality. We liked them and yeah. The next day, they were still on our minds and I was happy for I have never liked a Filipino boy band before. We enjoyed searching them on the internet because they were new, lol, (but we’re not addicted to them and we’re not die-hard fans)it’s like we met rising stars and found something to be busy with.  But then, the sun set and I have received tremendously bothering news.  My twin and I found out that the university we wanted to study in is having their College Entrance Exam next month and the deadline for application was June, plus, they are the only university that has that course. So yeah, we missed it and we weren't informed about the early application and exam. I have been looking forward for it ever since and now I have to choose a different path or let’s just say a different university. So, instead of reviewing and studying hard, knowing that the course that I will take up in some other university won’t be having an entrance exam, I wasted so much time on the internet doing, (for me, before)irrelevant  stuff. 

     The next few days, still that same week, my twin and I saw brilliant opportunities on the internet, an audition/screening of what we have been wanting since 12, yes, 12 years old. We were soooooooooo excited and made little plans and to-do’s but then when we told our mom, she said NO. Another heartbreak L . I was soooooooo sad that I thought that God was punishing me or something; I thought I was the unluckiest teen in the world. What I had in mind was that all the things that I want and I dream for are always stolen or taken away from me. But since I’m a Virgo, Positive, Clean and Thoughtful, lol, I accepted all of it and felt happy.  

     The third heartbreak was just last night. I chatted with my online crush, my crush that I really liked because we share the same hobbies and we understand each other, in a way. So last night, I found out that he already has a girlfriend. Yes, a girlfriend. I wasn’t that hurt but I was shocked for not knowing it.  He is a man of few words but he writes well. Is that even right? Pffff. Then we talked about him and his girlfriend, such private matters. Every second of the time we’re chatting I was moving on and thinking he might be just a very good friend to me, that’s all. I was a little hurt because I expected a lot of things. I thought as the time flows, we’ll be talking about college stuff (since we’ll be taking college at the same time), and will still be in touch, until we graduate. But I realized he has his own life and his own lovelife.
     

      I just thought that maybe all of this happened because God has better plans for me.  I just think that everything really happens for a reason, I also stick to that quote for I don’t want to be depressed and stressed. I mean it’ll be up to you if you forever bury that heartbreak, there will be a lot of doors that will open for each one of us. “For every door that shuts, ten will open”. You might think I’m pathetic in some ways but that’s just me, all I can say is that I had enough in a week. Who knows, next week might be filled with big surprises.


    Also, I remembered one of Rowan Atkinson's Movies as Mr. Bean, where he was trusted to take care of a highly valuable painting called Whistler's Mother, If he had not accidentally ruined that painting, we will not realize that nothing is impossible, If he didn't picked up that stethoscope that fell, he wouldn't be mistaken as a real doctor and save 2 lives. Everything happens for a reason, indeed!

I need a dreamcatcher! :O

       I just woke up and I just want to write a blog about my bad dream or something. I don’t know what to call it though but I know for sure that it didn’t felt good the moment I woke up.

       Around 5 am I woke up to help my mom get ready my grade 2 sister for school. I waved at her as she rode her school bus and the bus drove off. I ate a piece of chicke

n from last night’s dinner and went back to sleep, but before I go back to sleep my mom asked me to do something first and I was a little mad for I was still very sleepy that time then after I did what she asked me to do, I scurried to my bed, put blankets on and slept.

      Well the dream started with me, my twin sister and my youngest sister, the 2^nd grader, we were in a car sitting on the back seat and there is this lady squatting behind the driver seat. I don’t know why my sisters and I are like acting scared of her but then I realized she was the lead girl in “Pee Mak” Mario Maurer’s upcoming film. (We watched 4 Sisters and a Wedding last Friday, July 5, and we sat there watching trailers for an hour, including the trailer of “Pee Mak”). Then the lady

was stroking my left feet or left leg and I wasn’t acting afraid so she will stop but then she hugged the 3 of us and she was shaking her body that moment I started to be scared because she only have 2 facial expressions: A smug and a straight face. Gosh. I can’t remember what happened next because Mother Nature fucks your mind by creating scenarios in your mind while asleep and erasing some parts of it in the first 4 minutes you wake up, Then the next scene, as I can remember, was the girl from “Pee Mak” I think her name there is Nak, was with me and I was lying in a bed? Or something that is quite comfortable and she was stroking my right arm with her straight face and her unusual outfit. Oh gosh. Then that time I was so freaked out, I struggled to wake myself up and realizing that I'm already awake and the reason I felt that way was because my grade 2 sister was wrapped around my left leg, like she always do that’s why I end up having bad dreams, but there was a split second I remembered that I accompanied my sister to her school bus and saw her left, right after that split second I saw a glimpse of scene in the car Nak still stroking my left leg and a 1-second scene flashed to my eyes there was another Nak still stroking my right arm. I was so scared for the second time and I struggled to wake up and cried; now the 2 Naks are gone. There was a knock on the door. There were 2 students buying a pen from me. What? I can’t remember a scene after that I was just already lying on the bed and I heard my mom whispering
“ Iya, anak gising na, gising na.” (“Iya, Wake up, wake up”)

I just thought and realized that my mom doesn’t wake me up that way especially when I’m oversleeping already (My mom’s an early bird no matter how late she sleeps, she still wakes up around 3 to 4 am). And then I woke up again, Now it was real, this was real. I touched my face and felt a drop of tear near my eyes; I sat on my bed as rush of emotions and thoughts flood my head. I told my mom, I dreamt of myself sleeping and lying down to the same place and position I was in. She just nodded. I was silent and wasn’t offended by my mom’s nod because she’s the type of person that doesn’t give too much attention to small things that if an adult reacts to, it’ll be 2x scarier.

        I think I had this terrible dream because, yesterday my twin sister and I are trying to write a novel or a story hahaha, and I thought it would be nice if I try horror. Another reason I think is that I’ve been so busy and stressed lately that I don’t kiss and hug my youngest sister anymore and I am always mad at my mom. Tsk. Tsk.

       

        What if I was really supposed to die today, July 9, 2013, if it wasn’t for my mom who woke me up in my dream, I’ll totally be dead right now, or struggling to breath. I went outside after my mom nodded, I look at the trees and inhaled the cold fresh air, and I realized that God is real. He knows that I was mad at my mom before I went back to sleep so he used the image of my mom to wake me up. That no matter how mad I am to my mom, she’ll always be my mom and she’ll always be there to protect me and to guide me.

   
        They say, if you see yourself in your dream sleeping in the exact place you were sleeping on, you are experiencing a “Bangungot” “Nightmare”, and it can end your life. Before, I was so scared every time they talk about it, they even say it’s in our genes that we are prone on having “Bangungots” because a lot of our ancestors died while sleeping, and they never woke up.

    I mentioned the movie “Pee Mak” several times in this blog and I have no intention to ruin its reputation, instead I think this blog and / or dream of mine is a complete compliment that Thailand makes good movies and trailers, horror or not. 

Deprivation, Don't let it destroy you.

        Every person has misfortunes in life, every person has things they never had that causes them to make decisions and selfish choices in order to gain it. Everybody has free will and it's our choices that becomes our destiny and path in life.
         I hate to admit that I have proven the fact that I am born with an ability to understand, to know, to be aware of, or to get the picture of why people act in certain ways, in certain circumstances. In my a decade and a half on living this life, I can say that I have met different people that has different beginnings, I don't jump to conclusions on how their stories are going to end, nobody knows what's gonna happen next and I'm not fond of assuming good or bad things that'll happen on someone else's life, but I hate the thing that I can understand how someone feels, and can sympathize with them so easily that I get so depressed and I end up shutting up and not able to say how I feel and what I also have been through.
         While people are still young, they take steps towards what's gonna happen in their future, "To know the future is to invent it." Each one of us may or may have experienced Deprivation whether we know it or not, and once a person is deprived he think of ways, strives hard and does things sometimes uncontrollable anymore.
           I'm referring to someone I don't want to name. I pity him so much but I feel angry at the same time, His parents deprived him of Love, Attention, Care and Money. He had fun while he was young, he didn't tried to perform well in school, and wasted too much time on his hobbies and planned to do it for a living. But he failed. Now he struggled again to raise his family from his mistakes in a way that he breaks the law, make less fortunate people suffer by not sympathizing them in any way and puts price in anything that can be shared willingly. To tell the truth he had done something that made a deep scar in my memory and in my life. Now all I feel for him is wrath and hatred. I don't want to hate him and/or his family but you can't blame me, He is an evil. But as I said, I think before I feel and ingrain rage in my innocent heart. I just keep on thinking that I am not as miserable as he and his family. I am just being thankful that I didn't have to go through what he has been through. And now Life is asking payment for his wrongdoings and I don't know, it's either he'll do the right thing now or he'll end up in hell.
           I am coming clean, I also have things that I am deprived of, like freedom and recognition. I am deprived of equality and justice. I live in an environment filled with indignation and I always bury in my mind that in the future I'll be successful and possess what I really deserve. But what I also promise myself is that I'm never gonna do something that will make my life miserable and unpleasant. Deprivation, I won't let it destroy me.

Woods, Nails and Everything in between.

        Being different is cool, I guess. Not just fitting in to what's trending or just gowing with the flow of what's new. I am different and I'm happy about it, I like things that my peers doesn't really notice or appreciate, and that little yet marvelous thing is called CARPENTRY.

       I know it seems funny but for me it is the coolest thing ever! Well there are things that I find very cool and I'm the kind of person that is fond of being fascinated. I have met different kinds of people with different types or level of fascination. I have met people who gets really fascinated with the things I just commonly see in a daily basis. and I have met people who doesn't get fascinated at all, because they have seen every little detail in their everyday lives. and Me, I'm just in between them. :)

          I appreciate little things with huge purpose, I give appreciation and, let's say, attention to smaller things because these days people doesn't give a F*ck to anything tiny yet relevant anymore, Let us say a nail, Yesterday I saw a nail on the ground, I picked it up and I examined it, The first thing I thought was How many nails do they make in a day or in a year? I mean, once someone bought a pack of nails, no one will
ever see it again, because Duh! LOOK AROUND. Look at the table you're using,  the cabinets, the chairs, the doors, the stairs and a thousand more. all you can see now are the heads of the nails and they bind woods and heavy stuffs to make our lives easy and comfortable yet no one notices them.

          My grandfather who is now 60 plus years old and still has abs :D is the greatest carpenter I have ever seen!. I'm not bragging about my lolo but he didn't get to learn carpentry in school he just helps his dad and his uncles before and now he's the one making small houses and stores. I was watching him doing his thing last week and I was gobsmacked. as in gobsmacked. I don't know why but he works with good routine and harmony, everything seems going in the right places and right duties. Then BOOM! There goes your tiny building. :)

           In the future, I don't want to be a carpenter but I would like my future sons and / or daughters to know how to build houses like how my granpa does LOL, is that even right? Gosh that's funny.

A little part of me

         I don't know how to start this but I just want you to know that you are in a tiny silent place in the world wide web that has a soft spot in my heart. I have previous blog posts that eventually disappeared due to the reason that they seem immature and gibberish.
       
         I am turning 16 on the 19th of September and I have faced different kinds of hardships and challenges, if you are thinking that what I'm referring to is my Love Life, you have mistaken, for I don't really have much story to tell about my Love Life because of the microscopic reason yet a big deal to others, that I have never been in a relationship before. End of.
       
         As I was saying, I have faced struggles and obstacles in life, I'll start on how I think and how I feel in certain situations. Just so you know, I'm a lady filled with bright visions in life. I'm an OPTIMIST. I see every little problem or mistake an opportunity. I can fight stress to the level that people are starting to hate me for still being so positive and cheerful in times that there's really nothing to do but weep and give up. For me I'm just being strong and wise, because being unmoved is giving another try to make everything alright; and as for them they think I´m stupid, they think I don't know or I'm not aware of what's happening around me, that that is not the time to be enthusiastic and confident. They hate me because they ain't me. They don't see things in the way I see them. They can't manage difficulties the way I can. I'm not boastful, I'm just Positive. Yes, I cry, and in every tear that drops I feel stronger and wiser.
       
         I still have a lot of things in my mind, and most of the time it stays there. Also, I'm an introvert. I don't really like people knowing what I have in mind. There's only one person I tell everything to and that's my twin
sister. She knows my bad side and my angelic side so if you wanna know more about me you should consult her lol. :)

Chicken P-ugh-ox

       Hi mates and lasses! How’s the summer vacation going? Well if you’re gonna ask me a visage with big dots will tell you that this summer is so brickin’ pissing! I don’t know why God has to give me a lot of arse ache this summer vacation, looking at the bright side is the key to peace of mind is what I always bury in my dotted forehead. Pffft.

     So now that you’re reading my blog I am obliged to tell you what has happened these past few unforgettable days to Captain Lois Jovi. Ugh. So, April fool’s day came and everything is so flowing nicely, my youngest sister had her Chicken pox since March 19 and by April 1 her scabs are eventually falling off by themselves unnoticeably. But if you wanna know how my sister got that chicken pox of hers, it is because a parent or two allowed or let’s just say forced their children to go to school even though their kids are on the 3^rd or 4^th day of chicken pox on which is too obvious and scary. And the teacher or even the guards allowed those poor kids to enter the school premises despite of their condition. Those days from March 19 to April 1, we have been preventing the spread of chicken pox in our home because my sisters and I have never been infected by varicella zoster virus (VZV) AND I was too afraid to be infected because people say once you get infected be ready to see holes on your body especially on your FACE!. Oh dear God!

      So April 2 came and my Twin sister saw tiny water sacs on her tummy, transparent or maybe the same color as her skin. We were shocked because we were so careful but life is just so unfair so yeah. My twin sister was not that angry or sad, actually she’s so kind or what do you call this, uuhm, so understanding that she accepted the truth that she’s gonna have chicken pox. On that day I also saw tiny water sacs on my face near my eyes and eyebrows, and there it is I’m now also infected. On that day Alex (my twin) and I felt weak and we had headaches and flu. So we rested and rested, the next day everything got worse, my headache, flu and the water bubbles they got bigger and more grew on different parts of our body. Also my eldest sister got infected too because the virus is now x2. So the first few days of our Chicken pox we were quiet, oh no, of course not we were quiet in a way that we don’t talk or sing or argue anymore, but we were noisy in a way that we kept on complaining and whining about our chicken pox, we kept on asking the same question to our mom, whom is a nurse and whom already got chicken pox before. Questions like, ”How long will this take?”, “When am I gonna get better?”, “Am I gonna survive this?”, “Am I still beautiful?” lol, “Do you still love us?” and lots more LOL. The feeling physically was so itchy, gross and hot. I just wanted to scratch my whole body but my mom kept on reminding us that once you popped a sac with the fluid, and touched it without washing your hands after or pour an alcohol and touched anywhere on your body the fluid will make more circle thingy with water, and we’ll feel worse. We all thought that what we had was a curse or something and right now that I’m totally chicken pox free, I really can’t imagine how the hell I survived it, the itch, the fact that I’ll have tiny craters on my face (which I never had before even a single one), the fear of accidentally popping the water sacs and spreading it more, sleepless nights and inactive days. Ugh. My sister’s and I just kept on thinking that we’ll never have this again in our entire lives, as far as I know once you get infected by the varicella zoster virus (VZV), you’ll be immune to it and will never have it  :D unless you or your immune system are that weak, sorry.

     In my mid chicken pox days I realised that God must have given us this condition because we have to find time together which we only have at dinner. My sisters and I are very close to each other but these past few months we were so busy and exhausted every day that we don’t chat and bond anymore, we also have developed little misunderstanding which was normal with sisters. In the middle of our chicken pox days we just laughed with each other, tell weird stuffs, and talk about past experiences, Share feelings physically and emotionally, ask advices, and enjoyed the company of each other. Also, I thought Chicken pox gave us a break from the very busy and frustrating lifestyle we had. Now having these few craters on my body, I’m proud to say that I survived Chicken pox ahahha, and I think it’s not a curse at all, I think it’s an experience to also share to my future kids like how my mom patiently supported and understood how we feel with ourselves. Everything has a reason, like my twin always say; at least we had this while we were still quite young, because I’ve heard stories that if you’ll have chicken pox when you are already an adult, it is so bad that you can be confined in a hospital, and it’ll be super many that it’ll look like a real curse LOL.

Merry fresh year, mate!

           Happy 2013 reader! I hope you didn't lose any finger or toe, Well, you wouldn't be reading this if that happened because you would probably be in the hospital right now, brooding over what happened hours ago, remembering the sound of booming fireworks and the warmth of happiness, remembering the few seconds that you saw or felt you complete ten fingers, but now lying in the  hospital bed reflecting with that searing pain, with that blurred vision of blood flowing from the gaps between your fingers, your vision slowly darkening and spinning, the pain creeping through every vein in your upper body, the smell of different mixture of drug crawling through your nostrils and the sound of other patients whimpering of agony, sensing the clamor and commotion of hospital staffs, a twinge on your forehead and your throat drying with the image of yourself unable to live normally like before. Whoo! That escalated quickly. Are you still alright? I'm sorry for frightening you like that, I'm just starting the year with  bang, more likely a bothering bang. But on the other side of new year, the brighter side, reader, is what this blog will be about.
        So, Everything went well last New year's eve, oh fvck, sorry, my twin's just screaming her lungs out beside me singing along with Kelly Clarkson's "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger." Haha.

        So, on the previous blog, I told you that I'm surely gonna see my crush at the church but unfortunately I was wrong, I didn't saw him there, I never actually saw him that night because he was so busy with the fireworks. Pffft, So we got home from the evening mass at around 21:30, 9:30 if you're confused, and by that time firecrackers and fireworks are already being heard. When we arrived at our house,the night was still young, so we chilled for a while, took pictures and ate chocolates, hearing distant clapping and booming of firecrackers with the blend of our roaring stereo. We didn't had firecrackers of our own because of the tiny microscopic reason that we'r all girls and our parents and/or guardians are away so, so yeah. Few hours passed and, I can say, we’re panicking cuz it’ around 11:30 and we haven’t prepared our noise maker. And our table. And ourselves. But when there were only 10 minutes left, our Panic Meter escalated higher, or I should say, Excitement Meter, 6 minutes to 2013 and we’re already shaking our can coin banks, screaming our eyes out and jumping like our legs were on fire. When the countdown timer went all zero, I’m telling you, Bad spirits didn't had the time to cover their ears, they hurriedly grabbed their thingamabobs and ran all the way to their hellhole . Then our ear-splitting noise making lasted for 25 minutes, and before we know it, we’re already enjoying our New Year’s Feast.

                       So, any New Year Resolution? Well, If you’re gonna ask me, READ MORE BOOKS is on the very top of my list, then EAT MORE will be under it. Hmmm, what more, The 3^rd and 4^th will be, SHUT UP and BURY MYSELF IN WRITING. Reasons… First, Read more books, you know, I read several books, but I think that isn't enough because I want to take up Mass Communication in college and I’m weaker than my weakest link, second, Eat more, because  I'm 163 cm in height and 47 kg and in BMI I'm THIN. I want to gain weight because many people tells me that I'll surely be more beautiful if I gain a little weight, and in that "many people" my mom and dad is included. End of. 3rd, Shut up because in the previous year, I've been caught up in DRAMAS and UGLY CIRCUMSTANCES because of this hole on the bottom center of my face where I put food in and where my voice comes from, My mouth. I'm not judgmental, I'm just a little outspoken, or that's quite the same thing, Pfft. If you're nice, I'll be nicer, If you're mean, then I'll be meaner. PERIOD. And last but totally not the least, Bury meself in writing, because I want to be an author, director, script writer, screenplay writer, editor, anything that includes the sacred act of writing, because as I said on my previous blog, "Life isn't just about writing.". I'll make "Life is all about writing." when I grow up. 

                   On the other hand, what is the real essence of Christmas Holidays I mean besides having fun in the vacation, spending money, preparing feasts and buying decorations. How about the people who aren't as fortunate as the most of us, simple and ordinary families whose happiness is overflowing with only 1 piece chicken and a half or a kilo of pansit, typical families who are making themselves entertained with some firecracker and firework displays. Don't you think Christmas Holidays is really a season of looking back, a season for appreciating blessings that came and lessons that were learned from the previous months? The time of the year when we reward ourselves for surviving the tough times and preparing ourselves for more next year. The Christmas Holidays isn't just about buying and exchanging gifts, it's about having unity and creating peace between each other.