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The greatest lesson in life is to know that even fools are right sometimes.
He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.
An appeaser is one who feeds a crocodile, hoping it will eat him last.
It has been said that democracy is the worst form of government, except all the others that have been tried.
-Winston Churchill

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Wow. Blogging, huh? It's been...more than a year since I last bothered to write something. Life is still hectic as always and I find myself just constantly wishing I'm three years old again. When my world constituted only of my family and that school behind the church and my friend Kimberly and our constant bickers of who can be the pink Power Ranger. Most of all, I missed the times where I just about burst in joy when I get a piece of chocolate or whenever I receive a new story book. Life was so simple then, so innocent and I just wish that I could be as easily satisfied now. Then again, I'm a person who enjoys the material things in life. Money is meant to be spent, yes? I always say, we only live once we might as well take advantage of the pleasures that we CAN actually buy. Have the best of both worlds. Be spiritually and mentally fulfilled while also enjoying the material side in life. It's not like we use money after we die or at least, very unlikely.

Anyway, for now, I have very little passion for school and I wish I had more passion for it because maybe then I'll actually enjoy studying or whatever instead of constantly postponing it and looking at it as something I have to do as opposed to something I want to do. Whatever. I just feel like screaming sometimes.

In other news, looking forward to the release of SuJu's third album next year. Suju Hwaiting!
And, advance happy birthday to Baby Jesus!

Ciao!
*sighs*
So long, May and hello June.
I've been so exhausted this week it's not even funny. I get home and I'm just...ugh.

This doesn't help that every morning I have to sit with someone so...annoying, so over reactive, with a high pitch voice and so cranky. She needs to chillax if she even know what that means. But I seriously don't want to deal with that every morning, not when my head is pounding non-stop.

And I especially don't want to deal with other people's frustrations, if you can't do something and you're so damn frustrated about it, don't take it out on me. And don't take it personally when I reply with sarcastic remarks because you brought it upon yourself.

I'm gonna stop because this is turning out to be a full blown rant. Not that anyone reads this blog anyway, that's why I just write whatever here when I'm feeling especially bitchy and cranky.

I have this strange obsession with Vivienne Westwood stuff, I swear to God I'm so obsessed it's not even funny. It's this need, this want...I'm so shallow. *cracks up* But seriously though, everybody's got this thing right? For example, my Dad he's got this thing about big ass gold rings and necklaces, like seriously. I used to think it was so useless. But now I understand, I'm enlightened. HAHAHA.

Sadly the stores are mostly in U.K. because Vivienne is really big there...and they cost like...300-400 bucks. Which is way too much for a necklace...HAHAHA. But anyway, I found this thing on e-bay and my friend bid on it for me...and she won and she's giving it to me for free. I was flabbergasted to say the least, I really appreciated it although I am a bit ashamed, I mean, she did bid on it for a pretty hefty price...And you know. *sighs* My conscience just eats me up. I'm thrilled and all, but she's a really good friend like really really really really (millions more reallys')good friend, I love her to death. I didn't want to inconvenience her and certainly not spend such amount of money for me.

*sighs* Kids are so annoying, I hate to have to face them every single day. Well, most kids anyway, there are some who are pretty laid back and can actually hold a decent conversation (I love them.) But most of them are just blah, it gives me headaches and it annoys me to no end. I now believe that stupidity really is limitless and that is such a sad, sad reality. Sometimes it just makes me want to punch something. Damn. Or I wish that someone would just shoot me. Because being in school with a bunch of stupid, immature and smelly children is worse than Hell (most likely.)

So help me God.
It's been awhile.

I've been pretty busy without even noticing how fast time just went by.
Pretty soon, it'll be summer, as I reflect on this, I find myself "not" wanting school to end. I'm actually enjoying myself and the mere thought of going to high school terrifies me. Especially since I got accepted in to the Health and Sciences Academy which basically means I'll be going to a different high school than all my other friends. *sighs* It feels like...the first time I got here a little over two years ago. I'm not the most optimistic person in the world, I like consistency, I'm not very fond of change unless it's needed.

It's human nature after all to hold on to the good things in life.

So I just turned 15 and you know how some people write on their birthday "I don't feel any different or I don't look like I've grown or matured etc.?" I find that rather...amusing. They're like, oh I was 14 yesterday I'm 15 now I don't feel any older or more mature. Ha ha. It's a process...you grow and change over the year not after one day! You most likely won't notice the difference but we all grow...and move on.

Over a course of a year, my life...became more enjoyable. From the deep pits of darkness, I managed to enjoy life and just move on, not to forget but to move on. I realized that we all can find happiness if we're patient and if we try. And that it is necessary to feel pain to grow up, being so nurtured and cradled will not help you in the "real" world.

I'm still the ever cynical and opinionated feminist but I find myself smiling more and more each day.

And hey, that's a good thing right?
My essay for the Health and Sciences Academy. yes, I can write a lot of bull.
Growing up in the Philippines, I was surrounded by poverty which unlocked something deep inside me and with as much passion as a six-year old could muster, I have decided to become a doctor. I was always cradled in a nest like a fragile being but that doesn’t mean that I am oblivious of the sad reality that people are unnecessarily dying or suffering because they are not getting the proper medical attention. I want to make a difference, however small that may be. With insatiable curiosity about all forms of science and the desire to help and learn, I believe that I can with the help of the Health and Sciences Academy be a good doctor who not only views being a doctor as her career but her life. This is my dream and with your help, I’ll be one step closer to making that a reality.
I'm listening to Ladytron's "Destroy Everything You Touch". I love that song. =] I noticed that I haven't been listening to music lately, except maybe the ones that I listen to when I go to sleep, I need it to sleep faster. lol.

When everything's so mainstream it's nice to listen to the music that I truly love and enjoy. =] Moving on, it's finally Thursday and I can't wait for Friday. I'm drained, physically and mentally?! I could really use a break, but then again, we all do. Ah well, Thanksgiving next week, so that'll give me some rest.

My dear friend and big brother, Rob, finally have his webcomic up. He's the writer, you should take a look: http://theproject.net.nz/ They say it makes you cooler just by reading it. :P
As of now, they only update once a week. But I wish him the best of luck.

It was raining real hard today. I didn't mind, I love the rain after all, there's something mysterious and beautiful about it.

We had 4 tests today, 1 of which was easy the other 3 well, I felt that my IQ decreased just by looking at it. Especially Spanish II.

We had an interesting discussion in English today though. The quote that we had to write a journal about said:

"Humans can live 40 days without food, about 3 days without water, about 8 minutes without air and one second without hope."

I disagreed with it, although our English teacher was pretty determined to prove me and the others who disagreed wrong. We all have our opinions, but I don't need someone shoving their own opinion down my throat.

Anyway, I said I disagree because, when you hope for something and you hold on to it, it hurts twice as much when it doesn't happen. It's such a "positive" word, so they say but will the outcome of "hoping" be always positive? If you want to accomplish something, don't hope, just do it. Shrinks say "don't lose hope." But when you're hoping it's like expecting something and like I said when it doesn't happen sometimes it will destroy you emotionally, mentally and sometimes even physically. Why would you tell a girl with cancer who's about to die to "never lose hope"? Why would you want to give her a delusional happiness? What is hope in the first place?

I'm frustrated because I can't seem to put into words what I really want to say about the topic, what I really want people to understand. But oh well.

Ciao.

Rain.
Amazing how selfish people can be. I just saw this show and there was this kid, their house
destroyed by the storm, he's got 10 siblings and he works at the junk shop and he's only 11
years old. He was talking about this life, how now he only lives under the bridge and what they
eat and how his father is an alcoholic.

And then I thought about myself and my friends. How we talk about what cars we are getting
soon and how my friend whines that he's only got a limit of 2 million Philippine pesos
(Appx. 40,000 U.S. dollars) for his car. Then I think about how much 2 mil can help those
kids, you know? You should have seen the kid crying. It was heart wrenching.

The thing is, there's just not one of this little kid, there are millions of them. And some people don't
even know.

It's just really sad. And I don't even know who to blame. The government? The parents?
I really don't know.

Anyway, I heard there's this sport in Canada where they beat up seals till they're dead.
I haven't confirmed it, but they say it's for tourist attraction. If ever it's true, I can
never understand why people would want to beat up seals, they are endangered in the first place.
Why would you enjoy killing an animal that didn't even do anything to you?

Well, I've decided that I'd give part of my savings to a charity organization in the Philippines. Or just ask
someone to mail it to that particular show where they distribute the money equally to those who really
need it. I mean, I probably won't be much help but at the very least I'm actually doing something about it.

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