April 2009
13 posts
Summer Star
The nights had been starless for me. Almost all summer long, I found myself alone in the vast horizon.
Everytime I need hope or encouragement, I would stand by the doorway or outside the abandoned house with a cup of coffee and look up at the stars. It somehow makes me feel that there is a wonderful out there, that there is something beautiful, that life is beautiful. It makes me something that...
Red Day :)
As so you know, Red met an accident 4 days ago. I am so worried when I knew it just yesterday because I was still in California, since. We met yesterday and a tear drop because of what I saw.
……Si Red may benda sa kamay…..
My heart’s like shattering and breaking into pieces. We’ve spent the day together, happily. :) He doesn’t want us to be both humdrum and...
The Fab DAY
Today, I modeled for an up and coming fashion line. It belongs to a really awesome friend of mine,Aya and it’s already being anticipated by a lot of people. The brand has been featured on TV and newspapers already even though she hasn’t started selling the clothes yet. Big time! Aya is love! I honestly don’t know what to do, and asked her, “WTH. I dont know how to model,...
Talk with them
Mom: Anak, will you join me na tumanganga dito?
Me: No ma. That's useless.
Mom: Im bored. We will be waiting here for an hour.
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Mom: ANNA MARIE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? CLOSE THAT MAC NOW! OR ELSE.
Me: Mom ,you're in the airport, lower your voice, please?
Mom: TURN OFF!
Me: I am blogging something.
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(I bet, Mom take a peek on my mac)
Mom: You young lady!
Me: Its RED AND I,Mom.
Mom: I know. Why don't you blog our photo also.
Me: It is not bloggable. Hahaha.
end of discussion. I just find our convo funny. Hahah.
Good Friday Sickness
When I was a small child the most terrifying day of the year was Good Friday. It was scarier than Halloween, more petrifying than playgound games, more horrendous even than the first day of school. It was The Day God Died.
You couldn’t make noise before 3 p.m. because God was dying, and you couldn’t make noise after 3 p.m. because God was died. If you so much as scraped your chair on the floor,...
Goodbye 15, Hello BitterSweet Sixteen
I am turning 16 tomorrow. Mark your calendar,its April 3. =]
Strangely, I don’t feel like I’m a year older. Or rather, I don’t feel like I’m about to turn a year older. Deep down, I feel like I’m still that same old 15 year old with skinned knees and ratty mary janes. The person that I was before is still the person that I am today—I mean, yeah, I grew to...
