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 I miss it .

I wish I still believed in Santa Claus.
Like really believed, believed to the point where I could go outside and leave carrots on my front door for the reindeer and not feel like an idiot.
Believe to the point where I would get so excited pouring the milk and picking out my favorite cookies for him.

I want to wake up with that feeling of, "How did all these presents get here?!"
Now I wake up, thank my parents, and carry on with my day.

There's no more magic of Santa, like the real magic I had when I was 5. I miss it.


"I miss it ." was Posted On: Saturday, December 25, 2010 @11:38 AM | 1 lovely comments
 Stop Bullying.

Stop bullying. Stop saying things which you “never meant that way.” Because these things can out someone down for days, weeks and even months or years. It might be that they smile about it, but who says that they aren’t dying on the inside? Everyone can fake a smile.

What about telling someone how beautiful they look today and not telling them how ugly they are. How about smiling at someone and not looking hateful at them. How about showing them that they are special and amazing in their own way and not telling them how wrong they are.

You can make a difference. Stop Bullying.


"Stop Bullying." was Posted On: Thursday, December 23, 2010 @5:32 PM | 7 lovely comments
my strawberry nail art

sorry for the bad resolution . I don't have batteries for my digicam that's why I used our webcam instead . I did some editing on the picture to make it more brighter too . LOL

Obviously , I love nail arts so much .
I want my nails properly done every now and then .
Good thing it's FREE ! thanks to my cousin's wife . :)

I want a domo-kun nail art next time but as you can see ,
my nails are not that wider for such arts .

You can suggest a design if you want . I'll try it some other time . :)



"strawberry" was Posted On: Wednesday, December 22, 2010 @3:15 PM | 5 lovely comments
 People are so judgmental.

Kapag medyo ke-kembot kembot kalang sa paglalakad tapos pakendeng-kendeng ka gumalaw sasabihan kang maarte, malandi. Pati ba naman yun pinupuna. Eh kung ganun naman talaga siya gumalaw at nakasanayan na. Alangan namang baguhin mo yung tao.

Kapag nakikipag-usap at nakikipag-tawanan ka lang sa isang lalaki, flirt ka na non. Ay, bawal na pala makipagkaibigan sa lalaki? Labag sa batas? I mean seriously, pati ba naman ito? Lahat nalang talaga may malisya. Konting galaw mo lang, nakikita ka na.

Kapag hindi ka lang ganun ka-popular, minsan dededmahin ka lang eh. Mababa tingin sayo. It’s like you don’t even exist. Tapos naman kapag sikat ka na, lahat may best friend sayo. Dagsaan ang nakiki-close sayo. Pwede bang pantay-pantay yung pagtrato sa tao?

Kapag nakiki-close ka lang sa ibang mga tao, FC ka na. Masama maging friendly? Bawal kumilala ng ibang tao? Para saan ang “communication” kung hindi naman gagamitin. Sheesh people, walang feeling close. Nagkataon lang talagang gusto makipagclose ng isang tao sa ibang tao.

Okay, sabihin na nating may mga malalandi, mayayabang, mga FC, mga flirt, maarte, etc. Pero tama ba naman i-judge sila? Know them first. Alam mo na palang ganun sila eh. Don’t rub it in. Wag mo na palakihin ang issue kasi hindi naman big deal. Respeto lang pwede? Wala naman kasing taong perpekto.


"People are so judgmental." was Posted On: Monday, December 20, 2010 @2:11 PM | 10 lovely comments
 Beautiful Girls .

Please know that you don’t have to get drunk to be free. That only make’s you a slave to something. The guy’s who come after you when you are like that do not like you. That like what they can do to you. You are not an object. You are worth more than that. You are beautiful.

Please know that you don’t have to show allot of cleavage and wear the shortest and tightest skirts. Please don’t let guy’s just be interested in you because of that. Any guy who is after you because of your sex appeal has no interest in you as a human. Only you as a sex toy. You are worth so much more than that. You are beautiful modest.

Please know that you don’t have to starve yourself to be beautiful. Don’t let guy’s tell you that. Any guy who is mean to you about your figure is scrum. All shapes and sizes are stunning. Don’t starve yourself to be like a Photoshoped magazine cover. You are worth much more than that. You are beautiful no matter the size you wear.

Please know that you don’t have to cake on makeup to have the perfect face. Guy’s that only like you in makeup are not worth your time. You have a perfect face the way that God made it. Don’t let makeup define you. You are worth more than that. You are so beautiful with your face seen the way it was made to be seen.

Please know that you are beautiful. Any guy who tell’s you you’re not is not a man. And you deserve a man who will treat you right. Like a prized possession that is honored and adored and respected and taken care of. You are worth more than what the world guys tell you to be. You are beautiful as you are.


"Beautiful Girls ." was Posted On: Friday, December 17, 2010 @11:20 AM | 1 lovely comments
 I just don't understand .

I don't understand how you can smile all day long but cry yourself to sleep at night,
How pictures never change but the people in them do.
How your best friend can become your worst enemy, or how strange it is when your worst enemy turns into your best friend.
How forever turns into a few short months that you'd do almost anything to get back.
How you can let go of something you once said you couldn't live without.
How even though you know something is best for you, it hurts just the same.
How the people who once wanted to spend every second of their time with you, thinks a few minutes of their time is too much to pare.
How people make promises despite how common it is for promises to be broken.
How people can erase you from their lives just because it's easier than working things out.


"I just don't understand ." was Posted On: Thursday, December 16, 2010 @12:41 PM | 2 lovely comments
Things changed . People changed . Feelings changed .
You know what , I don't get the idea why people change - FAST .
Is it for the better or for the worse ?

Maybe I believed in him and put to my mind the idea that he'll never change at all .
That he'll stay the same and will never hurt my feelings .
Well I guess , I was wrong to believe all the things he said and all the promises he made .


Do you ever get the feeling we're you don't know that person anymore or seems like he never know you at all ?
It's like you're a stranger when he saw you .
You don't know if you're going to say hi or not because you're afraid that maybe he'll never give a single thought back to you .
I felt like I'm a dying star and leaving the sky EMPTY . :(

You know what hurts the most ?
The memories that flashes back everytime you saw him .
The memories that you know will never happen again .
The memories that slowly turns to a bitter past .

All I want is an answer WHY he changed .
But I'm afraid to know what he'll say because I'm sure it'll break my heart into pieces .
I don't what to hurt my feelings anymore and I'm tired .
I don't want to hold on anymore because I don't have anymore reason to stay at all .


"EMPTY ." was Posted On: Wednesday, December 15, 2010 @12:35 PM | 1 lovely comments
 saddest thing i've ever read .. :(
Hi, Mommy. I’m your baby. You don’t know me yet, I’m only a few weeks old. You’re going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I’ve got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don’t have it yet, but I will when I’m born. I’m going to be your only child, and you’ll call me your one and only. I’m going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We’ll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.

You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn’t wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.

Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! …He wasn’t happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don’t think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don’t think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay… but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That’s a sound I don’t like. It doesn’t make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I’m not sure if I do. It wasn’t right. You say he loves you… why would he hurt you? I don’t like it, Mommy.

Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you’re so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I’m happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.

I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.

Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn’t talking right. He said he didn’t want you. I don’t know why, but that’s what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won’t let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don’t care if you think that he is a good person, I think he’s bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn’t want us. He doesn’t like me. Why doesn’t he like me, Mommy?

You didn’t talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?

It’s been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven’t talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don’t you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don’t you do that when you’re awake, any more?

I’m 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren’t you proud of me? We’re going somewhere today, and it’s somewhere new. I’m excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you’re as excited as I am. I can’t wait.

…Mommy, I’m getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don’t know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something’s going to happen soon. I’m really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!

Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!

Don’t worry Mommy, I’m safe. I’m in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it’s called an abortion.

Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don’t you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I’m really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don’t you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn’t I love you enough? Please say you’ll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don’t want to be here, I want you to love me again! I’m really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!

I love you, Mommy.

Every abortion is just…

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.
"saddest thing i've ever read .. :(" was Posted On: Monday, December 13, 2010 @1:32 PM | 1 lovely comments
 Dear fellow girls:
Boys are not going to run to your house at 3am with flowers.
They aren't going to scream that they love you down the hallway.
They aren't always going to randomly text you to tell you how beautiful you are.
They probably aren't going to sing and dance with you in the rain.
Yes, they cheat and lie, some of them. But so do girls.
Stop setting these high fucking expectations and get over the fact that they're not perfect, and neither are you.


"Dear fellow girls:" was Posted On: Wednesday, December 08, 2010 @10:01 AM | 3 lovely comments
Since I began walking and talking, my parents always reminded me that I must study hard and go to school so someday I could be the person I wanna be.
So for obvious reasons, we go to school so we can have a better sight of our future, to have a better life, etc.
But putting that aside, it’s still fuzzy because no one really knows what the future holds. You might get two or three degrees but that won’t ensure your bright tomorrow.

I go to school because I want to learn, I want to be mentally prepared. I really don’t care about wealth and power. My dreams are just there to keep me focused. They serve as my goal. But then again, it’s not permanent. It’s not forever.
Next thing is, we go to school because it’s considered a must. When you’re educated, you’ll have better chances for higher job positions or manage your own business venture. So basically, the reason for going to school only becomes clear when we think of money and education.


"WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL?" was Posted On: Friday, December 03, 2010 @11:41 PM | 1 lovely comments
 1st day of december .

It’s the first day of the month and usually upon knowing that its December I got too excited for my most favorite season of all time, its Christmas!!! :))

I was so looking forward for this years Christmas even though we have family issues that is unsettled.

This is the first time that my father wouldn't be with us for the Holidays. :( I can’t help it but feel sad. I don’t have any reason to feel bad about God that he let it happens. I would be very ungrateful if I would be mad or something. I know whatever happens, its fate ..

I do not need any reason to be angry with GOD .

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"1st day of december ." was Posted On: Wednesday, December 01, 2010 @10:35 AM | 1 lovely comments

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