Re-bel

Listen to this song. The entire thing.


Don't forget about the golden rule
Love me with all your heart
If you give me just that one request
We will never be apart
Your life it means so much to me
You've been abused in every way
Everyone on earth has let you down now come try me

My Nature

If you haven't noticed... I LOVE NATURE STUFF. Specifically stuff on blue green, sea of clouds, mountains and waterfalls.

Ok, so I'm a filipina. I'm shocked to know that every filipina I know (not including me) has this thing for bright crazy colors... whacky crazy red pink yellow orange more red GLITTER GLITTER GLITTER. I'm actually not like that. Weird... someone prove me wrong.

Yes, I blog a lot of little blog posts... even if I just posted that poem blog 5 minutes ago...


http://www.wherethehellismatt.com

so Matt is kind of like my hero. This video is their 2008 one... latest one. When I saw their first one in 2005, I nearly almost cried. No, I did cry. I wanted to do exactly what he was doing... traveling. And dancing too. But mostly traveling. Not the places like London with the exciting Big Ben (Big Ben is in London right?) and woow the Eiffel Tower and the crazy golden gate bridge.

I don't have a thing for man made stuff (although the Wall of China was pretty impressive.. and a waste of time!) when it comes to traveling. I want to travel for the land itself. The blue lagoon, the tall mountains in China, the Himalayas. Salt flats, Mal dives, et cetera.

I'm planning on making this a honeymoon thing. Meaning staying clear away from America for at least a good 3 months. Yes. And I know I'll be broke by then but oh well. It's something I really want to get out of life, so why not.

Not the Me People want Me to Be

I was reading a blog just now in my friends blogspot, and I decided I'd post some poems every now and then that I made back in my grade school years. I'm no Robert Frost or Shakespeare, since I like writing poems that are actually pretty literal and not a pain in the ass to analyze. Anyways, enjoy.

Myself

Living my life as another lie
Why do I feel this way
I watch the still world go by
I hope I'll find the real me someday
I watch the sun gleaming through
The lonely mountains apart
How can there be an ending
If there never was a start
I wonder what has become of me
The world the stars the sun
Looks down in empty expression
How can this be undone
I stand in the cliff in the middle of the forest
With the silence of the wind I listen
With the sun shining on the lake below
As the light on the water glistens
I stand in wonder how my life belongs
In this place than the other
To stay in peace and never leave
Or be bothered by another
Asking myself who am I
And where in the world do I stay
But I'll keep looking all my life
Cause I will find myself someday

This poem was made probably 8th or 9th grade. I honestly can't remember specifically. But I know it's old. I guess you can say these were my dark days, like what every normal person goes through in their mid teen years. At least I dealt with it through poetry... not drugs.

I can't say the poem reflects who I am now. I'd say it kind of captures my struggle in my current life (college life sucks... and I don't feel like being a slave to the money... I want to be closer to nature.... complain complain complain) but I do however have figured out who I am. I guess you can say it slowly came to me when I met Joe and when I started living on my own, kind of, in college. So I know who I want to be now... I'm just going to throw tantrums until I can get out of this typical American assembly line. :]

I'm gunna make this a habit. Sleep away the afternoon and evening. Study all night till classes. I actually get more done that way. It's unhealthy I know, but desperate times call for desperate measures. >.>

Lew layout! Ecstasy of Gold, sea of clouds... looovin it.

Staying up all night again. Round 2. This time it's to study for my Comp Sci languages midterm numero dos that's today at 11am.

I'm tired of college and this college life. I'm tired of being among all these typical college kids that get drunk just cause they want to, that make a fool of themselves just cause they can. Is it just me or has there become a growing number of valley girl talkers??

I like how some girls complain that they can never find a decent guy and then go around just fooling around with them and just claiming that "they just want to have fun."

And wow I need coffee right about now...

And... half an hour later, I write another blog. Cause I think I think too much.

Don't bother about the title if it will make your head hurt. There's some meaning to it, but you'd have to figure that out. If you'd like, we can discuss it. I like free thinkers.

I hate how I waste the day away and then end up having to stay up all night to do my homework. Maybe I should just make that a daily routine.

I like how this blog thing auto saves...

I'm supposed to be writing my three page paper on some Japanese scroll right about now... but instead I created this blogger site thing for myself. I'm hopeless.

More later. I should try not to fail classes this semester...