Facebook-Officiality

Ron told me to say: "Hey Anonymous, I'm in a relationship now, happy." But I don't feel like it even though I just typed it out right now. I'd rather much just put up a picture from my family Christmas Eve dinner.

oh the hilarity of such a naive mind.

God, You truly deserve all the honor and praise for everything You have done in my life. As it goes in the song I'm listening to right now...

You give me life
And now I give it back to You
With everything You've done for me
It is the least that I could do

Worry Free... it makes sense!

Auntie Agnes,

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! Your blogs and words have really, truly, touched my heart. Unconditional love is what we strive for as lovers of God. And as examples of that, we are to show it. To put whatever is in the past is hard, but to forgive and forget to those whom you feel have wronged you, is the ultimate goal. I really like your title, worry free. For what do I have to worry about when I know God will take care of it. I have no need to avenge, or waste time on pointless comments. To press forward is what I aim. Thank you!

The blog entitled Before I continue with the HW has received raved reviews! Below it are so many amusing comments, responses to the comments and responses to the response of the comments. Thank you to the persons who have commented and left their name. To Anonymous, I would thank you, but you're not a real person in my life because you leave me no name or form of identity. Like I've said before, you just can't seem to muster up the balls to do so because you know you would get so much scrutiny in person, am I right? I guess that it is truly you who has the cover up...?

I know that I have neither said that the relationship I have with Aaron is platonic or not. And do I have a need to because you are, obviously, of no significance to me if I don't even know you, let alone care for what you have to say? Who writes anonymous comments now-a-days? I guess people who can't keep their mouths shut about something that they feel, AND must somehow let it out WHILE being scared that they may be re-examined for who they are as a person. So I guess i can sum all that up in one word, YOU.

But hey, you know... it's okay. It really is. I post these blogs for a reason. My sort of way of letting out my inner turmoil. It's a place where I can write and reflect to myself, it just so happens that the public can read it too. And I don't mind that. Thank you for having such great interest in my life. Especially my "love life." My relationships are one that I have tried to seek approval from by the only person whom it matters to, God. So whether it is just a friendship or not, that's up to the Almighty Judge. No, not you.. you may think of yourself on some high pedal-stool, but you're not. He may speak through people in my life and I am fortunate because of that but who are you in my life? But I don't go on impulse and act upon it at once making drastic decisions in my life that affect the people that I love. No, I pray about it and discuss it with my dad and/or my pastor. I don't seek the approval of anonymous people because they are anonymous to my life. As it says in the dictionary, being anonymous means you are of having no outstanding, individual, or unusual features to me, which make you quite unremarkable and impersonal. 

Anonymous and fellow bloggers out there, you can go ahead and keep reading this blog because I will still post here. But next time you leave a comment.. I only ask that you state your name so that I know. And the other people who comment can know too so no one can be offended. Thank you, come again!

In reference to comment 5 on blog below.

My dearest Ron,

I dedicate this blog to you for your friendship... that and your hilarious comment. You truly are such a great friend who knows how to give some hospitable advice. I know you truly made me smile when I woke up this morning to read your comment. Thank you for making the points that I lack in saying because due to the lack of my "facts" available in my blogs, assumptions by strangers -in reading my blog- have been made. It's okay though, I know I can come to you when I am in "dispair" for some hospitable advice to make me a better person, for you do know me, talk to me constantly and see me often. Thank you, Ron!

Gianel

Before I continue with the HW

Lo and behold, "Anonymous," the person who seems to know me well enough to give me advice but cannot reveal their identity due to lack of balls, has commented me THIS once again:


Fortunately, I am blessed with a BFF who knows me, serves with me in the church, and actually talks with me about what I discover in life since I was 12. And she said this:


Thanks Selene. But she also has the support of one of my really good friends, whom I also serve in the church with, and talk to online and in person. And he said this short and sweet:


Thanks Ron and Selene. But my BBF (boy best friend) I've known for the past 5 years, whom I too serve with in the church, talk to daily and care for dearly also seems to have my back. And he said this, after the first comment that was left:


Thank you, Aaron. I've got a gang of supporters, I wonder who else they could rally up? Sorry "Anonymous," but they seem to want to know who is the person behind all this "wisdom." Though, I highly doubt this person will show themselves, they don't seem to muster up the guts to after being called out for their numerous pieces of "advice."

Thanks friends, it was a very surprising and reassuring gesture. I truly know ya'll got my back!

You know what I don't get... I don't get how I'm an adult, expected to make adult decisions, AND YET I'm still considered incapable of having the judgment of an adult. Is there a double standard? I believe so. Lord, as long as I know You can hear my voice, please remind me that every other voice in my ear - that is not Yours - does not matter.

I think I've just come to realize that I'm a bum. I live at home. Work once a week. Not inspired by much (I can still be inspired but it seems to take a lot in order to do so). My parents support me financially/scholastic-ly. I'm not doing too hot in school. Appreciation or acknowledgment is not necessary, but can't help myself from being disappointed when it's not met. I'm a bum, I gotta accept it. Oh well, I just need to let God (or allow God) to bring myself out of my bummy-ness. Boo bum.

Only thing I can think of.

"Now this is the story all about how my life got twistered upside down..."

Phantom of the Opera

My heart gets warm every single time I hear this song. I live my romantic life through Christine Daea

All I Ask of You

RAOUL:
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears.
I'm here,nothing can harm you -
my words will warm and calm you.

Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry -your tears.
I'm here,with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you . . .

CHRISTINE
Say you love me every waking moment,
turn my head with talk of summertime . . .

Say you need me with you, now and always . . .
promise me that all you say is true -
that's all I ask of you . . .

RAOUL
Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light.
You're safe no-one will find you
your fears are far behind you . . .

CHRISTINE
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night . . .
and you always beside me
to hold me and to hide me . . .

RAOUL
Then say you'll share with me
one love, one lifetime . . .
let me lead you from your solitude . . .

Say you need me with you here, beside you . . .
anywhere you go, let me go too -
Christine, that's all I ask of you . . .

CHRISTINE
Say you'll share with me
one love, one lifetime . . .
say the word and I will follow you . . .

BOTH
Share each day with me,
each night, each morning . . .

CHRISTINE
Say you love me . . .

RAOUL
You know I do . . .

BOTH
Love me, that's all I ask of you . . .

Anywhere you go let me go too . . .
Love me that's all I ask of you . .

Oh my gosh. I had totally forgotten that today was the 17th of September. Why is this date in my memory, it's because 2 years ago on this day my grandpa, Custodio Seisa, passed away. It's was a sorrowful yet spiritual lifting day. I loved my grandpa very much... and I miss him.

The Best Part of My Day... so far.

Short blogs are what I love best. They're sweet and to the point. WELL, after starting off the day feeling super "MEHHH...," my best friend gives me a call. And then we Skype it to make it feel as if we're with each other. We talked about facials, then what's new, what's been bugging me, people at school. And after talking to her, I realized that my shed tears are useless. The person who has always brought a smile to my face, has now got me veering away from my crazy thoughts and looking at how good I've got it. Thank you, God for blessing me with a best friend who is as crazy (or even crazier) than me. I love you, Selene.

"You're muh besssst friend!"

LoL

Blogger is becoming like Tumblr. They need to add more types of blogs you're allowed to post.

Anywho. I just came home to an empty house. There's always a sense of sadness yet excitement whenever this happens. I'm supposed to be cleaning, but I have stuff to do. Whatev.

Lyrics of the moment: That's How You Know - Amy Adams (Enchanted soundtrack)

my current definition

I can't think of a title.

Referring back to my last blog, I personally think that you can't lose your salvation. But it's the question if you really accepted God into your heart or just said it with your lips.

Enough about that. I'm sitting in my room, ignoring those who call me so I can settle down and do my homework. The only thing is that I have no motivation there. Yeah, I've been doing it all and I kinda (?) get it. But you come to that point in your semi-adult life - I say semi because I have no career yet - and question what are you doing with your life?

Yeah I know I'll never back down on God or turn away and question Him, but besides that.. I have no idea. If only I can talk to that one person who has always given me the sound advice that I need, whether it pertains to the topic or with about Gerard Way, but they're in class (boo school). I just need my head to be filled with more positive thoughts, instead of my own questionable ones.

Procrastination's shadow is coming... I gotta get going before it's all on me!

Title

I have not posted a blog up here for quite some time. People being stalkers didn't help the rush of it all. But as I am about to start my homework - I still haven't - I need to write this thought out. I was reading something about "being saved."

But what is considered to be "saved?" People may have their own take on this, but to me - from what I was taught - being saved is being rescued from your sin, turning from your old ways, no longer being dead and separated from Christ. Saved means accepting the gift of salvation, the free gift that not many people know there is.

So salvation. Sure you can know the meaning, and say that you are saved. But if you were to accept Christ as the Lord and Savior of your life, then seek advice/comfort/healing in a way that was not in Christ, do you lose your salvation? Or if you commit a murder and are addicted to drugs after becoming a Christian, are you still saved? The question is, can we lose our salvation?

I know I've had discussions about this topic with other Christian friends. Some believe that you can lose your salvation after one sin. Others believe that once you are forgiven then you are forgiven for life, no matter what. I agreed with that second statement. But that question of murder came up. And what if they accepted God and never turned back to Him again, are they still saved?

I was blessed with parents who grew up in Christian homes and were able to give me the best advice they can according to their judgment. My mom told me the answer that seems the most logical to me. She said that if a person was really saved - meaning that they had accepted the Lord as Savior - then they would turn away from the worldly desires. Although they may sin because we were made sinful people, a person who TRULY accepted Christ into their heart would be able to turn back to God, no matter what.

We ARE forgiven for sins of the past and the present and the future, but are we really accepting the gift? Are we saying that we are saved, but not living it in our lifestyle? Was there a point when you WERE living it, but you have gone astray? Or are you just saying it and going back to whatever YOU want to do?

Wouldn't a person who was able to be saved feel the love of Christ so much that all things should be lifted up to Him? What thing of the world could replace the satisfaction of Christ in your life? The question is no longer about losing your salvation, but rather fully knowing what it means in YOUR life to be saved?

This is a rather long blog... I guess it's food for thought.

Hmm... a thinker.

My brother gave me some enlightenment. He told me, "anyone can play that music, exactly like them even." Then he asked me, "but what exactly are you going there for, to worship or to see them play?" Hmm...

New perspectives are great for an open-mind.

I'm calling you out.

"it's catchin up" - anonymous

Wow. Do you even know me? Or talk to me everyday? Once a week? Once a month? Because if you did, by all means... I beg you to PLEASE  tell me as a friend of why you think so. I know that if we were friends I would be able to handle the news in person -face to face - not anonymous comments on a blog. And to that someone who I don't talk to.... WOAH stalker... why you checking up on me?!

But you know what, it's cool. I guess you can do that because it is the internet and you can hide you face, too ashamed to be identified with what you had said. But just to let everyone know, I'm not the type of person who let's everyone read my blogs publicly and then puts it on private when others disagree to what I have written. Read it in black and white, and leave a comment with your name if you'd like. I'd be more than happy to elaborate if needed!

This doesn't bug me, it's just annoying.

Way to get me, Enemy

I have not written a blog is quite some time. That's a shocker. But let's see. Re-reading my blog assured me of what I have to deal with. Having come back from a youth retreat, which was successful (I shared the Word to 4 people and they accepted!), I was faced with so many obstacles that would usually bring my spiritual high down. I mean some of them did, but I figured that it was only the enemy using people to bring me down. As much as people will talk, and I know that it will hurt, I don't need their approval. As long as I'm significant in God's eyes, nothing else matters. Talk badly and hurt me all you want, but I have a greater power supporting me than you ever will. It's all good though. My family, church family and friends have supported me and given me the advice that I've needed to hear, good or bad. 

I guess if you want to see people in a certain light, go right ahead and do it. But like I've told one person in my youth, don't make assumptions without hearing the whole story because understanding the whole story will open up your eyes to what the true face of the story is.

And whoever said that "having two faces catches up to you," thank you. That's advice I can use and I hope you do too. 

Blessed.

I just realized, I am really blessed. I'm not trying to brag, but God has given me all the things that have had such a great influence in my life. As much as my faith in God had been strong before, I only that when I worked for Him and sought out after Him, only then was I blessed with family, friends, romance, school. And the more that I served Him, the greater the responsibility got. But I know that I was placed here for a reason, and I know that it's going to get more difficult and I have to fight myself and others in order to get to my potential, my reward will be given. 

"Seek first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness, and all of these things shall be added unto you." Matt. 6:33

5 hour naps

Right after my last blog, I decided to NOT go with the boys (dad and bro's) to the movies and take a nap instead. 

Five hours later, I wake up in my bed with all my work clothes on, scalding hot. So, I take off my pants... better. Take off my shirt... ahh much better! There's nothing like taking a nap and typing a blog only in your chones and bra. Might I add that the door is wide open... whatev.

Ride for You

Ride For You - Danity Kane

This is the song that I am listening to as I an typing this blog. I think that this song is my favorite DK song. 

Don't you hear me?

Baby, you gotta believe in the things that make you and me win together

Don't you throw in the towel

I'm keeping my promise to you, I got your back now

When the chips are down and it seems like it's so hard for you to move ahead

Just know I'll be by your side

There ain't no if, buts or maybes...

I'm gon' stay down and ride for you, baby.

It's such a great song. So applicable romantically and even through friendships. I just love that song. 

So I just got home from work. And I must admit that I was about to doze off while working, eyelids drooping as I was writing down the names of patients. It was pretty bad, and I don't know why...? So what did I do? I got up, picked up my keys, told Tito Tonet that I had to get something in my car, and I took a 3 minute nap. Yes... 3 minutes. It sounds small, but it wasn't too long that he would ask me something and it wasn't too short that I wouldn't get a bit of energy. That just got me through to lunch, when I had to buy pizza at Little Ceasar's. Then, I ordered a pizza that needed to be cooked and slept in my car for 15 minutes. Well, it was more like 12 because after sometime, it felt like I was on a cruise ship, swaying back and forth... and I felt my heart palpitating... no bueno? Yes... and the rest of the day seemed mehh... I just want to take a nap right about now.

Sorry Selene, I didn't get to ask earlier about sleeping over. I dedicate this blog to you and how much I love you. Not only that, but how much I would rather be sitting on the toilet you cleaned than on the swivel chair at work! I will, and I am going to watch the Fall with you!

Schleepy....

Today is my dad's birthday... and I sort of got annoyed with him. I'm sorry, Dad...

parents +technology =/= good

That's a does not equal sign by the way. ANYWHO... things have been going pretty well lately. Getting along with the parents, a new found interest in someone (ambiguity with me is still needed... sorry Love), school is about to end. It's great actually. Summer is here almost and the weather has been so lovely.

I'm just really sleep right now because I woke up pretty early for a Love-ly phone conversation, then started reviewing my old exams for physio lec, then helped my mom cook. Just after brunch, I started to study, but mayn... was I not able to concentrate. So I decided to take a nap.

Right when I set my alarm, Selene calls me. Of course I answer. Then I try to nap again, then Aaron calls me, I answer but I had to go because I needed to vaccum my parents' room. So i do that, and call back Aaron. Then my Dad need help sending a email, which is why I got annoyed. And I helped him, but just as I got back to my room and was able to kinda start falling asleep, he needed me help again, which is why I am here... awaiting the attachment of files.

Yes! It just finished... I'll write again one day!

Lost.

Mayn, I lost one of my pearl earrings. Boo. I hope I find it.

Love one another.

"Love one another.

He said 'love one another.'

He said 'love one another, as I have loved you.'"

Oh that children's praise song. That and "This is my commandment that you love one another, that your joy may be whole." I loved growing up with those songs. I can think of a good amount of songs that I sang in Sunday school. Okay, so loving one another. I think that THAT commandment is the most understandable yet most difficult commandment in the Bible. I know I'm not gonna murder anyone, and who wants to commit adultery? But loving is hard.

Yeah there those people who love and always will love, those whom are easy to love. But then there are those who have their wayward ways and are just SO not in tune with your lifestyle.

Sure you can be nice and do nice things for them, but does it necessarily mean you love them? I don't think so. Because I, honestly, can do nice things for people I dislike.

But I think people just need to grasp the term and just live it out on how they think love should be. It may be going on to other countries, helping and praying for those who are less fortunate. Or it could be helping someone at the groceries. I don't know, but I think love is not only a "feeling" but it's a feeling that is accompanied with action.

Take Selene, I totally love her! And because I love her, I want to show her by taking time to talk to her and hanging out... laughing as much as we do. "YOU'RE MUH BEST FRIEND!!!" But that's easy.

I think in order to truly show love towards another person is trying to see in God's eyes, which I think is TOTALLY HARD! It's something you need to pray about, having that loving heart. Because it's much easier for me to show love towards my best friend, than a drunken bum on street. Love is humbling yourself, for the other person's gain.

I gotta pee, yo!

Well I do. But apart from that, I had a good day. Why you ask... check out the tumblr if you wanna know more on why. But it really was a good day. Except for the fact that I'm not doing my lab report. Why am I so lazy to just copy it all. Lame...

I like this picture. It's taken from Anjie's birthday dinner at E-bar. I miss this beezie very mucho. Come on now, when do I ever see Rod or Anjie?!

Ohh frick.

I just read that fricking blog, again, after many months. Oh those days of not-understanding-what-I-wanted.

Mononucleosis

Do I have mono...? I don't know. I've been really tired lately, and my dad always asked me that whenever I was always tired. Whatev. I'm just tired. Restless night last night, but it's koo because my 30 minute nap became a 3 hour nap. And my, my do I feel refreshed. But I want to go back to sleep now. I am hungry too.. haven't eated since those cookies after lunch. I'll just drink water. Mmm. sleep...

Groundhoggin...

Okay, I'm groundhoggin.. sorry it's TMI. Well right now I sit in my kitchen as the elders and deacons meeting is occuring. I love listening in on the meeting... everytime, never miss!

Today, I guess you can call it a good day. Woke up and wasn't too late this morning, got to church and set up the visual part of the worship service [ie. projector/monitor/screen/ big bertha...] which makes me feel special! The message was good, on loving the lost. It made me think of talking more to those who don't know God about God and who He is in my life... because I know for a fact that I don't do that as often as God would like. Afterwards, I went to A&W with Selene, Franny, Monick, my brothers, Aaron and Ron. It was mighty good, but the burger felt hella small. It's koo tho.

After lunch, I met up with Vida and studied and discussed things we were confused about for our upcoming test tomorrow. Which brings me to the fact that I am not studying for my test. Why you may ask? Because I just don't feel like studying, I know that by thinking as I do... stating that I know most things (which I would like to think I do)... I take the risk of not studying anymore. BOO... I'd rather spend the rest of the night sleeping , rather than studying. BUT it's only 4 weeks until my final and that's scary!

Oh man, as I am getting older... I've noticed that I am in NO WAY close graduating. Hopefully I get accepted into a nursing program here. But I am applying for Arizona State University and Northern Arizona University, and hopefully I may get in. But I don't want to move away, but I do. It's complicated. Whatev.

Lord, I just pray that I stop making the decisions in my life and let You guide me towards Your pathway. Good golly, Miss Molly... being an adult sucks

Good days...?

Blogger, oh Blogger. You are the one who ignited my love for blogging once again. Tumblr is too hard to update when you don't have a laptop. Plus, serious blogs are not meant for that site. And xanga... I'm just too lazy.
Today, I think I've had a good day. I ran, by myself (yay me!), and it was almost the whole mile but I was so groggy that I forgot to pee before I left the house. So while I was running, I needed to pee so badly that running would make me go in my panties... which definetely = no bueno! Anyways, well I watched my dad file my state taxes, and unfortunately I had to pay a whopping $21 to the state of California. Whatever it's koo.
Before that though, I had such a thoughtful conversation with my parents. And with that, I realized that my mom only wants the best for me, but my dad has been faithfully praying for me. Talking to Selene last night made me realize that I TRULY am blessed with godly parents that love me and taught me how to be the person I am today. I love you, Mom and Dad. My dad's words were nothing but a warm feeling to my heart. He knew what I was yearning and he knew how to comfort and lead me. My mom is really a loving mother, wanting nothing but the best for her daughter. Really, Mom and Dad, I love you guys and I thank God for blessing me with parents who can guide me towards righteousness.
So after all that goodness, my dad filed my state tax return, ..."PAPA!" And I headed off to Dr. Shapiro's to get my first dosage of the HPV shot. Although I was late, and the shot hurt like a mother!... I was once again blessed! When I was about to schedule for my next appointment, I noticed a book that was just wedged between the wall and a payment collection tray. I looked at it.... "Velvet Elvis." Wait a minute... wait a minute! This was the book Selene had talked so much about! I asked the receptionist if I could take a look at it. And to my surprise she said that I could have it since someone had left it a while ago and never claimed it. AMAZING! It was a brand new book, no creases what so ever. All I could say in my mind was, "Thank you, God!"
Work was meh... lunch was fun. But this day was definetly a day worth blogging. Amen.

Hello Blogspot.

Mayn, I haven't written a blog here in forever. Aaron had told me that he went from Tumblr to blogpsot again. So... I felt that since I was visiting, I should stop off and say hi. Let's see. I really don't have much to say, but that I do have an unspoken prayer. I cannot say it because... well I can't. Tonight was the prayer meeting and they seem to have made a difference in who I turn to first. NOW, I first come to God then to a close friend. Before I had only come to God in urgency, but hopefully that habit will not come back.
Hmm... what else can I write about? I usually post serious blogs on Xanga, it doesn't help that I have three blog sites. Oh well...
Let's see: I think a good way to describe what I am feeling right now is, strong affinities. Not gonna go in depth with that one, but it must be prayed over.
LOL... my dad just called over the intercom to tell me to wash the dishes.... and then he ended it with saying "don't sleep down there." I have no idea why that's funny, but it's weird to be spending time with my dad because it's a rare occassion.
As for next time...

Pulling a Regina.

Tumblr.com

i may or may not be coming back. sorry.

Chill Saturdays

This Saturday better be chill. I sure need time to study for my Physio's review chem test. Does that sound familiar?

Let's go Warriors!

So I went to my very first Golden State Warriors game, and we lost. I swear I'm not bad luck, it was Jeremy and Gio's first time as well! We lost to the last league in the division, how sad. Went in with scalped tickets at the very tip-top, but moved out way down to lower level... score. I really enjoyed myself. I must do it again!

Good days.

Saturday: Good Day.

I unfortunately had work, and I unfortunately had to lie to get out of it. Yes, yes, I know my readers whom I go to church with will be disappointed. I was totally going to ask Welle to work, but I forgot and by that time, I had work. So I lied. Shame on me. So sorry Tito Tonet, Tito Ron. I finished what needed to be done though?

What makes this day a good day?
1. I got in 3 hours of work.
2. I drove downtown to Macy's all by myself to James Lafferty.
3. I watched Juno.
4. I watched Cloverfield.

Work wasn't that bad. Made a few phone calls, plus there was only one doctor so it wasn't too busy. James Lafferty was hot, he did have pimples from which I recall seeing in season 1. To those of you who do not know who James Lafferty is, he is a star on CW's One Tree Hill who plays Nathan Scott. He's my favorite, and he's hot! He's probably the only one in the cast that I would have gone to meet.

So that brings me to my story of why I went alone. I was supposed to go with Marisol. She didn't answer earlier. Then I called Regina, and she couldn't go. Tiff, another OTH fan, couldn't go. So I went by myself. Iwas surrounded by bops. ALL AROUND ME! I felt so old, but I looked like them, which I guess didn't help. So I came at around 1 PM. They said that they had given out the 300 wristbands to people already and that people in line without them would have a slim chance. So I went to the stage, was in the back then more people came, making me in the middle, then it was like a concert where I got moved to the very front. Tell me how, I don't know?! Anyways, I took a good amount of pictures, and I heard they were allowing people in line with the wristbands, and I took my chance. And I ended up getting an autograph and a hand shake. [I might add that he was not sweaty, nor clammy, which is totally hot!]. That was a good afternoon.

Getting home, I got scared my parents were going to find out the truth and scold me, but I left before they got home. Because Josh, Jess and Jeremy picked me up. We bought sandwiches at Safeway, then headed to Century. As Josh and Jeremy waited in line for Cloverfield, Jess and I watched Juno. After that cuteness party ended, we entered Cloverfield just as it started. It was really on the edge of your seat because you don't know what to expect. However, the camera was a bit shaky, it was okay though. It was like -in the words of Jessica- Blair Witch Project meets Godzilla meets Independence Day meets War of the Worlds. It was good. I think that people didn't like it because it was more like a personal documentation rather than an actual story. I was surprised that it didn't suck balls!

"Heeyyy..."

I only get hollered at by black guys or F.O.B.'s. I feel so unworthy.

Why don't the hot haolies try to get at me?

Uh-oh. This has to be NO BUENO!

I turned on my laptop and I saw it give off a little smoke. Then it smelled like smoke. I just browsed a bit, but now I'm scared. Need to take this bad boy to the Geek Squad, hopefully, on Thursday.

Leo. Oh Leo.

Upon looking through my official Titanic book, singing Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On," and looking for the song + dialogue -like the one on the radio many years ago- inspired me to pop in the double Titanic VHS that I had.

Although it may have been grainy, the movie was still the same. Passionate in every way! Leo is still HAWT. Kate is still awesome. The ship still sinks. And the old woman drops the diamond in the ocean.

Gosh, this is only movie that I can actually say that I watched 3 times in the theaters. Gosh it's so good!

By the way, this movie came out when I was 10, so that means that it's practically 11 years old. Holy Mackrel!

5th Grade Status.

Friday afternoon, I walked to Gio's school to pick him up. It's only about 3-4 blocks from my house. While I was walking, I pass the bus stop right next to Alta Loma Middle school and there are three boys standing there, in their school uniforms. It seemed odd because Alta Loma has not been let out yet at that time of day. Ayways, I keep walking carrying a basketball in my arms so Gio could practice on the way home.

As Gio, Gio's friend, and I are walking back towards my house, one of those middle schoolers - the one who looks like he's in 6th grade - asks me if I am in 5th grade. "No!" was my automatic response. Then I wondered if my not-wearing-any-make-up gave that impression, plus the fact that I was wearing a backpack. Or maybe the lil' kid was trying to holler, but making sure I wasn't a youngin because I swear he saw me pass him 10 mins before. Whatever, apparently I am 5th grade status!

Goodbye 07... HELLO 2008!

Well, it has been nearly a week since the New Year's, and I must say that the end of 2007 and the beginning of 2008 has been look good. After my stupid and last final in physio, the cantata occured and it seemed very successful. Good message and great performance. I might add a high five for my brother and I for not making ANY mistake in our lines!

After that was over, I hung out with the youth and did the whole TapEx thing and bowling, of course. And after that, I basically just got ready for Christmas Eve, with a little shopping with the rents. Grandma has spent Christmas with us, which was not usual. Christmas eve was spent as a night to open presents at home, dinner and a devotional. Christmas day, I went to church and got the house and presents ready for my mom's side to come over. It was mighty with not too much gluttony. I was happy to spend time with all my cousins.



Then I had spent some time with my boy cousins on my dad's side. Going downtown and watching people ice skate while our butts were freezing off. Giving directions to a lost Giornel who did not know how to get out of Bloomingdale's while circling Metreon with 9 peopl in a minivan. I had totally forgotten about my Christmas party with my high school friends. It was a bit last minute but we pulled it off!



After that, I was quite happy that I got the spend my last weekend in 2007 with my Seisa Cousins up in Auburn. And although we did not go snowboarding, our white elephant, numerous hours playing Rock Band, sleep starting at 5 AM, and eating at Lucille's made it all worthwhile.






That New Year's Eve, I traveled back down to San Francisco to spend the countdown with my family and church friends. Going home to eat cremepuffs with Tito Ron and Tita Alice.
It sure was a great end of the year. Hopefully this year, 2008, will have much more memories to come!

PS: I think my last favorite memory of 2007 was when every cousin from Josh to Amethyst, came together and slept altogether in the living room of Jess' house. It truly felt like I was 7 years old again.