just got home from a fantastic trip!

Hey you folks! I'm really tired and exhausted but this exhaustion is sure worth it! :) Oh well. It's Sunday night, May 24, 2009 and boy am I too exhausted. I just got home. I had a trip for the last two days. I was with my cousins and aunts. We went to Hundred Islands and spent our night at Baguio. So this won't be too long but I'll be showing photos for sure. Take a look!

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I'm really tired now. Gotta sleep folks! GOD BLESS Y'ALL :)

feels so peaceful that you can comfort others.

This night was an awesome one. Oh well, this post might be really short. Someone has major problems with his life and just wants to take some rest. We were texting each other. He was pouring it out. And I'm glad that he shared his time with me. He said thanks and told me that I made him feel good. That was just awesome to hear. It feels good to know that you comfort people in some way. This was awesome.

HEY DAD, ENJOY AND FOCUS! BE STRONG AND COURAGEOUS! Don't forget Deuteronomy 31:6 dad! Loveya!ü

went out with my BFF's...with something special in the bus.ü

Alright folks this is like a late update and a lot of things had taken place these past couple of daes. I know you guys can read the title of this post and know what it means, but before talking about what happened this day lemme tell you guys about what happened in the past couple of days. On May 12th of 2009(Tuesday) my Grandfather passed away. So that whole week(May12-May16) we spent our time at my Grandparents' place. His burial took place on May 16, 2009(Saturday). It's really sad, I didn't cry though. But my parents, uncles and aunts did. Some of my cousins also cried. Anyway, I'm happy he's with the Lord now :)

So yeah, today I went to SM Dasmariñas together with my BFF's Jeorge and Eamz. We went to the movies and watched BFF(Best Friends Forever) starring Megastar Sharon Cuneta and Comedy Queen/Box Office Queen Aiai Delas-Alas.

Boy it was really fun this day. It's like I've always been bored in our home sweet home being stuck and stored there and like all I wanted was to go out. Finally this day saved me from boredom :)) We took a bus to go to SM Dasma. Tickets cost 25Php per person. It was more comfy for me to have rides on buses than jeepneys(some times only) because usually, they have aircon. :) I'm a sweaty person and all I've ever wanted was anything cold that would remove or prevent myself from absorbing too much heat then sweating it out. It was cool. The trip wasn't that fast at all. And I loved every minute of it because I got the chance to stay inside the bus much longer and feel the cool air coming from the airconditioner. But when we got there we excitedly got out of the bus.

The movie was absolutely hilarious. The people there who also watched were laughing all the time. LOL LOL LOL :)) After we watched a movie we kinda like explored the whole SM Dasma. It's like we went there to have an expedition :)) Well, it's because we entered every single signature shop there that sells clothes, shoes, bags, accessories and all those stuffs. Jeorge was looking for a bagpack that he's gon' use for this coming schoolyear. He finally found one. Eamz found the same bag really cool and he also wanted it. Unfortunately, Jeorge found it first. He asked the salesladies for a reservation of the bag and he'll go back tomorrow to get it. Through our so-called exploration or journeying in SM Dasma, I've been seeing a lot of somewhat interesting people. But of all the interesting people I've seen, no one could become a more interesting person than this interesting person we saw on the way home.

Obviously, I'm talkin' about a guy. After we explored the mall we went on hittin' up some meal satisfaction at KFC. After eating we went home. We went to the bus stop-like spot(but actually it's not an ever-official bus stop but atleast it's where you go to wait for a bus) to wait for a bus for going home. When we were at that so-called bus stop Jeorge saw this guy that actually looks like our ever-close friend. He was like, "Tsebb, look at the guy wearing a green shirt he looks like (insert name here)!". Just so you guys know, Jeorge and I call each other "Tsebb" cause it means "best" when you read it backwards. I don't want to mention the name of our friend who looks like this interesting person in this post. So yea like after Jeorge told me that thing I immediately looked at that guy wearing a green shirt and I was TOTALLY-ABSOLUTELY-FULLY-REALLY-VERY surprised to see that HE TOTALLY LOOKS LIKE HIM. I mean like it was really shocking, if I just didn't know our friend very well, I would've thought that time that he had a twin. But no, that friend of ours has no twin, not even a brother or a sister, he was an only child. But I was totally10x surprised to see that the interesting guy right there just totally looked like him. It was a complete surprise and you know what? I can't take my eyes off of that person due to amazement--but don't get the wrong end of the stick, I'm not talkin' about the amazement because of his natural good looks, I am amazed of how this person just TOTALLY TOTALLY TOTALLY looks like our friend. I mean like really, they were almost like twins! The only thing is, this guy is a little bit bigger (in terms of height and width of the body) than that close friend of ours. But that time I could actually see their same features of their faces! Their nose and lips looked TOTALLY THE SAME. His eyes were also a bit larger and fuller than my friend's, but the way they use their eyes to look and view things are just TOTALLY TOTALLY TOTALLY THE SAME. I was really amazed that they TOTALLY looked the same.

It wasn't any longer that I had to take my eyes off of that guy because there was already a bus for us to ride. We got in the bus and took the 3-seat couch, just exact for the three of us. When we took our seats, we were still talking about that guy. When I'm totally amazed, I couldn't stop my mouth from saying how I feel so amazed of something and I would mean every single word that comes out from my mouth. I don't know but actually, I just kept on repeating my words like "Oh boy he totally looks like him" with an exclamation point right there. Eamz and Jeorge were agreeing with me that he totally looks like our friend. We were talking about this guy for like a few seconds until Eamz raised his right arm and pointed at a long distance and as Jeorge and I followed his finger we saw the interesting guy on a green shirt riding on the same bus we were in and sitting alone in the same row we're in and he was like 3-4 rows away from us!!!!!!!!!!! It was really surprising! I didn't know what happened, but my two(2) folks started to tease me on this guy. And they were forcing me to transfer seats and they told me to sit right behind him. It was irritating but was also funny that they were teasing me. I told them I couldn't do it, cause like why would I do it? Or should I say...I couldn't do it alone so they had to accompany me. We transferred to the seat behind him. And boy that time, I could actually see the back portion of his head looked totally the same with that friend of ours. The hair, the style, and everything just looked the same. And boy was I totally amazed. I loved every single second of being there behind him and as he leaned his head on the head rest of his seat, I would get my face a little nearer to his head and I could smell the fragrant manly menthol shampoo from his beautiful black hair. I loved when he looks through the windows on his left because it displayed his side views making me totally see the half of his face. The two didn't stop teasing me and they were like forcing me to sit beside him and give my number like what the heck! That would be really awkward and he would just totally freak out! I didn't do anything but I felt like I wanted to talk to him though I really didn't know him so well. It was weird and I never felt that way before.

I ended up gettin' out of the bus without having left that guy some memory of me. I hate to feel this way but I felt very dissapointed and a lil bit sad for not getting a chance. I don't really know what was going on with me and it's weird and it's like the first time i felt that way. As we took a pedicab I was repeatedly telling Jeorge that I want to see him again. Like it was really sad I didn't even get a chance to know his name. Oh well, things happen.

I call it like one of the "awesomest" dreams ever.

Talk about some time travel like your time is turnin' back? Only this time..Some or even all of the people around you turn their time back while your time DOESN'T turn back. YOU REMAIN PRESENT, WHILE THEY GO BACK TO THEIR PAST.

I don't know how to start story-tellin' about my dream. I woke up due to the intense blissful ignorance that I felt -I guess I was feeling too much happiness when I was dreaming of it and because of intense feelings I accidentally woke up..err I guess that's mainly why? Maybe. Maybe not. I woke up at exactly 2:55am and I spent few minutes trying to get back to sleep and again catch up with that dream. But it turned out I couldn't sleep anymore. So I decided to turn on the computer and blog about this awesomest, or one of the awesomest dreams I had..if not the awesomest.

NOTE: There was a certain person in this dream that I really don't want his name being mentioned. He's one of the famous musicians(not giving any genre of music) in the world right now. So I think I'd just like to hide his identity behind the name "Alex Xander" (lol i think this one sounds really funny but it's just the best code name ever.and lol it took me minutes to think of this codename). So yea just imagine that you've heard of Alex Xander as one of the famous musicians on Earth today.

In my dream I was alone in my dark room just sitting on my bed. Then I winced for I felt like something was stinging at my neck. It was hurting so much more as the pain spreads all over my body, and I hardly closed my eyes due to intense pain..and the next think you knew, it was me in a restaurant eating with my mother and father.

It was crazy. I didn't even know why I was at the restaurant like was there a celebration or something? No idea at all. I was twirling my Fettuccine Alfredo as I uttered the words "best little ribbons ever". After that I laid my eyes on the table next to us. There was another family dictating their orders to the waitress. The family was composed of 4: a Dad, Mom, an older Sister and her younger brother. The girl looked like she was already 21 while the little boy was like 7 years old. He was wearing a blue cap, a white shirt nicely printed with an uncertain abstract image of different bright colors, shorts that are long and from his waistline reaches to his below-the-knee-level, a black belt with a snazzy beltbuckle, and some unique rubbershoes. He was a smiling boy and pretty playful, but he always knew to be silent at times. I had put too much attention on that kid and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was only like a 7 year-old boy that I had actually seen for the first time(at that time) but he seemed to be really familiar to the eyes of mine. My undistracted attention to the kid was quickly distracted when another family has entered the restaurant and my eyes were captivated by the little girl in that family. She seemed to be someone familiar again but I suddenly thought like who might that girl be? Maybe she's just some random little girl in our neighborhood that my younger sister used to play with. But I was totally wrong. I figured out that it was a very close highschool classmate of mine! I figured out it was her when I saw her parents and I was like "yea they are her parents and it's really her!!!". But why was she so 2002? I mean it's already 2009 and she's supposed to be of my age now! I was in complete shock to see my highschool classmate like that. I was scared at that time. As I continued eating my Fettuccine, I suddenly had some realization. The restaurant we're into had a small calendar with pictures of their recipes at the background. But I looked at the current date and I was actually in 2002! I wanted to change it to 2009 but there was no 2009 yet, not even 2003! It was actually 2002! And I looked to my classmate as I figure out things more. I said time turned back. But why mine hadn't? I was still 14 that time but I was supposedly like 6 or 7 that time! And as I laid my eyes back on the little boy who also seemed to be familiar to my eyes, I figured out that it was actually a very young ALEX XANDER. The famous frontman singer! Like wtheck! I was totally shocked, completely surprised! I didn't know what to do but I felt I really want to talk to him. They were already done with their meals and about to leave! I was really tensed and felt a lot of everything! But one thing for sure: I wanted to talk to him. They silently stood up to leave the restaurant as the little boy started to sing. I was enchanted, having no doubt that it was really the "Alex Xander" almost everyone knows. As they exited I was really sad not getting the chance to talk to that 7 year-old boy. But I made up my mind and took action. I told my parents that I'd just go check out on something and without having them answered back I immediately ran out the door of the restaurant and followed the Xander family. I saw them and they were about to get in their car. His older sister was holding him in the hand, and with all my breath I asked her, "Uhm excuse me, is Alex his name?" She said yes and smiled. I asked her for the second time and said, "Alex...XANDER?" With a complete shock written all over her face she stared at me for 2 seconds and nodded her head yes. I smiled..mouth widely open displaying my teeth. And I walked to the kid and gave him a soft pat on his head. "I heard you sing in the restaurant. You'll be one of the memorable and greatest musicians in the world someday.", I said to him. He seemed to be flattered and smiled. He said, "Thanks! I had never felt admired like I do now. I'm glad someone like you appreciates little talents like mine :)". "Haha, no that talent right there is not little talent. It's huge and it'll soon change the world.", I answered him. He was fully smiling and thanking me a lot. I waved my hand to say goodbye and walked away..slowly. But as I was walking I heard him call me, "Hey! What's your name?"-"Janica!", I answered. "Alright, hey Janica, want a ride? Let's just get bonding."...I was really shocked 'cause I never thought that he would want to spend his time with a stranger like me. I mean he had just known me for seconds and now he asks me to be in their car and go with him! I was in total bliss and without any changing of mind I immediately said yes and got in their car. The car took a long road and the two of us were just in the backseat and having a lot of fun. Took pictures, played cards, GameBoy, sang, snacks, and a whole lot more. I fell in love with a 7 year-old and I almost felt like he was my brother...and wished he were... And currently wishing he really were my younger bro.

Absolute world with RAIN. :)

It's 10:25pm--Thursday night.

And I have really nothing to say other than this one of the coolest rainy nights ever. I've always said it before that I ever love rain. It leads me to the angle of an absolute bliss that I could ever want all my life. This night is awesome. I'm at peace I can't explain. I'm just happy when it rains. So yea..it's like I'm alone in my room as I enjoy hearing the raindrops drizzling on our roof and on the ground. It soothes me like no other..as it always does :) I'm currently using this laptop that was given to my father by their company just this morning. It's some kind of Lenovo thingy that I haven't really heard of and have got no idea about it..haha! One thing I hate about laptops is TOUCHPAD. I don't know but it really drives me crazy. I have lotsa hardtime when using it. I still prefer usin' mouse with its mouseball under it. But I used this because I adore small stuffs!:) I was foolin' around with its webcam so I just want to show you amigos how I look like this peaceful rainy night.

Snacks during rainy nights with Goldilocks Raisin Oatmeal Cookies :)

OUR SCHOOL TURNS GREEN :)

Just went to school enrollin'. And boy was I surprised to see surprising changes. OLD SCHOOL = NEW COLOR. Haha. THEY PAINTED IT GREEN! And it just looks nice and neat! With that lime green and with dark leafy green borders (i think they look like borders) it just looks absolutely attractive. Our school has become more lively that has full of life and you amigos know what I'm feelin' now? I FEEL LIKE GOING TO SCHOOL AND STUDYING HARD...JUST BECAUSE OF THAT ATTRACTIVE APPEARANCE lol :]] It really looks good. I just can't express enough, but it really looks great.ü Or maybe I just got sick and tired of the old and plain color of our school building? mmm..I don't think so. It really looked good after being painted green :]

Off the house 'till 5 in the afternoon.

I was off the house with my family today. At around lunchtime we went to Shakey's to hit up some meal satisfaction. There's a really cool stuff about Shakey's -they're givin' away free volleyballs when you order a particular meal (i just forgot what was that). So I think it's cool, not a big volleyball player though. I find it cool, still. After that we went to the hospital to visit grandpa. He was rushed to the hospital a few days ago because of mild stroke, as my parents had said. And now it is said that he's having some swallowing problems. He was sleeping when we got to the hospital. It was just a brief stay at the hospital. After that we went to Alabang Town Center. Haha I bought cool stuffs--not usual of me.

The Battle of East & West: Pacquiao vs. Hatton --PACQUIAO KNOCKS HATTON OUT IN THE 2ND ROUND!

Boy this is nothing but a sweet victory for our very own Manny Pacquiao, and a huge honor that boosts and adds to the Philippines'/Filipinos' reputation. On May 2, 2009-a Saturday night at MGM Grand Garden Arena, Las Vegas, United States Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao had once again triumphed as he defeated Britain's Ricky "Hitman" Hatton. The Battle of East & West: Manny Pacquiao vs. Ricky Hatton was a very highly-anticipated match for almost everyone on Earth. There were so many expectations and predictions. Ofcourse, British people predicted Hatton would win via decision and we, Filipinos expected Pacquiao would win via knockout. Pacquiao's trainer Freddie Roach even said that Manny would knock Hatton out in the 3rd round. But it was earlier as not expected -the match ended in two rounds.

Pacquiao kneels down to pray before the match.

Everyone was excited. Though we're too far away from MGM Grand Garden Arena, Las Vegas, United States we could still feel the tension. It just seemed that the time was like thunder that was very quick though and you'd never see it comin'. National anthems were sung. While the lights were off, people cheered the two as each one started to walk down the arena and entered the ring. Half-Filipino WWE Superstar Batista joined Pacquiao's entourage and accompanied him as the pound-for-pound king made his way to the ring. Before the match Pacquiao kneeled down at the corner of the ring and bowed to pray (he normally does this before every match). After everything, it was just like woah.

Pacman delivers left-hook on Hitman.

It was quite quick actually. In the first round Pacquiao knocked Hatton down twice. Pacquiao delivered great combination of punches at firing speed. The Pacman ended up the match by giving the Hitman a dreadful left hook, knocking Hatton out.

Hatton on his back in the middle of the ring after getting knocked out.
Manny Pacquiao and Ricky Hatton shake hands.

As Manny won every single Filipino on Earth was just in high spirits and cloud nine! We were all jumping, shouting, screaming, and bouncing in joy. CONGRATULATIONS MANNY AND YOU MAKE US ALL PROUD! GREAT JOB!ü

After this there are already new expectations and predictions that Pacquiao's next opponent will be Floyd Mayweather who has just returned boxing to face Juan Manuel Marquez in July. We can't tell, but who knows? If it becomes real then that would be another fight of devastation for Pacquiao!

Diversity of Thoughts.

Heyaa folks. It's been a bit long and I just don't know where to start. This is my first post for the month of May 2009 and I'm not sure if I can really say that I have a lot to tell. Hmm. Where should we begin? Oh well. My mood right now is sort of a hodgepodge. Yep, HODGEPODGE-meaning it's like a variety or maybe mixture of emotions. I feel sad, excited, disturbed, anxious, enthusiastic, perplexed, tearful, cocky (a 'lil confident maybe), but I think I cannot say I'm HAPPY. Yes, I maybe excited and enthusiastic as what I've said, but I don't think I'm happy right now. Despite all the emotions I'm feeling right now, happiness is not just quite in the frame of my mind. Some kind of trouble? Well I don't really understand. CRAZY :))
(though I don't feel happy I still managed to capitalize the word "crazy" and put a laughin' face).

My mind at this point has inimitable manipulations that I just can't explain. OH PERPLEXION :o I just realized that this day, I've been really thinking of LOTSA LOTSA LOTSA LOTSA LOTSA things to think that I think some of them shouldn't be really thought of. But I don't know what was wrong, or more accurately was there something wrong with my brain? WELL I DON'T THINK SO. I just really don't know like my brain today worked its butt off. And I think that's mainly why some of my hair strands turn silvery white, makin' me look like a Senior Citizen in town. I really have lots of white hair strands now and tons of people have always said that it's because of the non-stop thinking of the brain.

So I'll kinda make a legend here so you can truly understand everything I'll say.
LEGEND:
O.O.T. = Object of Thought
L.O.T. = Level of Thinking used on/how profoundly did I think a lot about the O.O.T.

So my first O.O.T. was all about GUNS(or any weapons).
O.O.T. = Guns
L.O.T. = Deep Thinking

I have always kept an extreme keenness with firearms. I don't wanna say the "I don't know why" thingy again, 'cause I actually know why do I have some love for guns. My love for guns grew under the influence of videogames. When I was younger than I am today, every summer vacation or Christmas vacation we would go to our cousins' place and spend couple of days with them. I used to be with my male cousins. I always joined them more often than my female cousins. So I joined them in everything that they did. And what more can you think about, they're the influencial people who influenced me. They had always played different videogames in PS (first one) like Resident Evil, Tomb Raider, and more adventure/survival horror videogames. And they always made use of guns. Well that's just the start. And the next thing you knew, I was going to tell my parents that I wanted to be a soldier. My first childhood dream was to be a military. I've always dreamt of wearing camouflage suit and hat, tactical vests, gun holsters, combat boots, and be one of the people to do the fireshooting sessions! As I grew that dream changed.

Another OOT was the DOGS.
O.O.T. = Dogs
L.O.T. = Deep Thinking

I'm a huge doglover, no explanations needed then. That picture above shows my five lovely dogs. My first love was Sam (at the center). He's a half-shih tzu/half-maltese dog. He was given to us by my godfather. I loved him when I first saw him. I won't forget the time, or actually the day, or most accurately the ONE WHOLE WEEK that I cried soooooo hard after he passed away. I just couldn't get over. But somehow I learned and managed to move on with my life. Ram came after we got Sam. Ram's a Bassethound and obviously, he's a hound dog. Bassethounds are just simply scent-obsessed and will go wherever their noses lead them. Next up is Shaq. He's a St. Bernard. When we first saw him we were all scared of him, because of his enormous size, and that huge face and paws and everything was just large with him! A cute fact right here is that we actually named him after basketball player NBA star Shaquille O'Neal--the reason's pretty blatant. O'Neal's a BIG MAN. And St.Bernards are just big. Therefore, his name came into being. Haha! Shaq is a pretty large dog and anyone might be scared the first time you see him. But he's actually kind and sweet. St. Bernards should be called GENTLE GIANTS. Shane's a birthday gift for me and my younger bro (we share the same birthday). He's a golden retriever. He's my baby out of the five I guess. Jasper's our last dog (as for now LOL) and there's a story behind the scenes about this dog. When Sam passed away I was deeply hurt. I feel so stupid for being desperate of wanting to find a dog that looks like Sam. And Jasper was that dog, none other than him. But I learned, eventually and made a realization that Sam is only Sam. TRIVIA: Jasper is the only one who has a name with two syllables.

NEXT UP: wrestling stuffs.
O.O.T. = Wrestling Ring
L.O.T. = Intense and Extreme Thinking

There's no freakin' doubt that wrestling is a very very huge part of my life that I can't, and will NEVER let go. Call me a fan, a supporter, an addict, a maniac, whatever suits yeaaa but I really think all of the names I said do suit myself as to what kind of person I am when it comes to wrestling. My extreme and never-ending love for wrestling was another thing that grew under the influence of my male cousins. I was 8 years old when I first saw wrestling. My cousins were inside a room and were intensly watching a videotape being played in a VHS player. I saw something what I thought was a boxing ring, two topless men, a tall ladder, and some kind of gold shining above the ladder--it was hanging up below the ceiling of the large arena filled with thousands of people screaming in excitement. I asked them what was that all about and they all answered back "wrestling." So I was like "oh okay.so that's wrestling."->those were the words I spoke at that time never thinking that my life would be changed like forever that day. I saw this guy badly attacking the left leg of his opponent. I was too young that time and on my own innocent words, I described whatever he was wearing in that match like this: "He's wearing a black brief, black boots, and black WRIST BANDS THAT HE ACTUALLY WORE ON HIS ELBOWS"--I was too innocent. I didn't even know that those wrist bands were actually elbow pads~so I was like "Why on earth would he wear those wrist bands on his elbows since it's pretty obvious that those are for the wrists! how inconvenient" LOL that was absolute innocence. That guy was known as the Bad Guy-he's Razor Ramon. He was badly beating up the leg of this guy with long and curly golden brown hair in blue tights (with black stripes-like that i couldn't really explain at that time), fingerless gloves that have the same pattern as to that of his tights, and white boots. He's known as the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels and he immediately caught my eyes. No explanations needed~HE'S MY FAVORITE WRESTLER OF ALL TIME.
-THAT WAS THE START OF MY WRESTLING WORLD-
Now I don't know how I feel but it's like I-WANNA-WRESTLE-THAT'S-ALL-PERIOD stuff. After dreaming to become a military I changed my mind and have always dreamt of being a professional wrestler. I don't know what'll happen though. The only question is: WILL I EVER FIND MYSELF COUPLE OF YEARS FROM NOW, BEING IN THE WRESTLING RING, HOLDING A WRESTLING CHAMPIONSHIP BELT ABOVE MY HEAD AS THE RING ANNOUNCER CLEARLY SAYS "HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND THE NEW WWE WOMEN'S CHAMPION, [insert my realname or screen name here]"?
oh well...we'll see.ü