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Psalm 73:26

"My flesh and my heart may fail,

but God is the strength of my heart

and my portion forever."

:)

A Part of Somebody's Life

i was browsing through my old posts and I saw this post as a draft..

I completely forgot that I had this post but seeing it reminded me telling myself that I'd publish it when I feel that it's the right time.

I think it's about time I publish it... :)

No, this post is not about cubes.

And no, it's not a quotation either.

I would like to apologize for the feeling of boredom that you might experience as you read through this post.

Sorry.

So here it goes.....

Every waking day was an exciting day for me.Even though I could barely open my eyes because of sleepiness,thinking that I will see him gave me the urge to jump out of bed (Yes.I gladly did..Even with half of my eyes closed. haha).

I was a "bus rider" so I was one of those early birds in school. As I sat down my chair with my book open, attempting to review for our quiz that day,I can't help but think of what might happen today(ok..I was thinking of someone..happyy??). Anyways,I try hard to concentrate. I try reeeeaaallllyyyy hard...... But each time the door opened, I can't help but look. And there, I have to start aalllll oooovvver again.

It was a few minutes before flag ceremony and I haven't reviewed for our quiz!! My mind was set to cramming mode and I put all my attention to my notes (Wah!! I really,really have to concentrate this time!). I was doing quite well and was a quarter through the topic when suddenly the door opened once more....

There he was---the guy I had a crush on since like......FOREVER....

(Ok fine, I may be exaggerating a bit but I had a crush on him for quite a long time. )

Seeing him completed my day.. :)

*Sigh* :)

The bell rang and as we rush to the door, again, with me being a gentleman--i mean lady...?....gentle... lady???? whatever----I was the last person left inside the classroom..... atleast that's what I thought.

I saw someone standing by the door and as I looked up.... it was him! He was holding the door open..(for me?? nAh.... for the whole class maybe. It just so happened that I was the last one left)...........*sigh*

Ok. So anyways, here I was, thinking of what to type next when suddenly........ my sister, screaming her head off(exaggerated much! LOL),called out my name and kept bragging about where some of her clothes are.

I was beginning to lose my temper(sOooo close of being officially irritated) that I asked myself, "HOW IN THE WORLD SHOULD I KNOW?! sheesh!"

...then I realized... "Ooops! My bad! i think I might have put those away in a box with some our mom's clothes.."

Yikes!

I better go and get it...

12.25.08(9:56PM)

NOTe: The story narrated does not reflect of the author's personal experiences.

....or does it???? hmmmm????

haha

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Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another.

~Author Unknown

I just want to go to bed :(

Why do I feel like listening is the only thing that I can do right?

Well maybe because when I listen, I give other people the chance to be heard.

I give other people the chance to express what they feel. I don't get to hurt other people's feelings but rather make them feel better.

And it feels good :)

Why do I write though I know that I can't do it any better?

Well maybe because writing gives me the chance to be heard. Writing gives me the chance to express what I feel. I don't get to hurt other people's feelings but rather make myself better. :)

And it feels good :)

I prefer listening than talking. I prefer crying than making someone cry. I prefer feeling miserable than see other people that way. Was it too selfish of me to refuse listening, make someone cry , and make someone feel miserable just because I couldn't bear what I was feeling inside?

It feels bad. It feels terrible. It feels....................

horrible deep inside. :(

Whenever I make mistakes, why do i always feel like I haven't done anything right?

Is it because of my experiences as I grew?

Or is it simply because it's true..??

I haven't done anything right..

I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT.

Why do I always find it hard to be fully understood? Is it my choice of words? Is it just in my head? Or is it simply because I don't deserve to be?

I'm not blaming anyone for what I'm feeling.

and I didn't need anyone to tell me these in order for me realize.

I just wanted to put in writing things that bother me inside to make myself better and finally get some sleep :)

Good night :)

Actress in the Making?? :-D (Part2)

........Waiting for my turn, I was still hoping to master the script. A few minutes later, the floor director call out, "Next!". I looked around me and to my surprise, it was my turn!

Getting on stage, my hands and knees were shaking and my heart was beating so fast that it felt like I ran a mile or two. "This is it. All eyes on me. I'm so dead! ", I thought. I heard whispers down stage, fingers were pointing at me and moments later, the floor director yelled, "......and action!".

It started out pretty good. I was doing well until I forgot some lines about half way through the first page. o_O

I paused.

Everyone was in silence, waiting for me to continue. I was sweating so hard and my heart was beating a lot faster. I was in complete mental block!

I didn't know what to do that tears started rolling down my eyes.

The only words that came out from my mouth were,

"Crispin! Basilio! Give me back my kids!"

I kept saying that over and over and guess what?

Everyone applauded! I even got a standing ovation. haha. Everyone praised me when I got off the stage and told me that I was as good as my father during his days. To my surprise, not mastering the script was actually a good thing ;)

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A painter paints pictures on canvas. But musicians paint their pictures on silence.

~Leopold Stokowsk

[source:htp://quotegarden.com]

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Dancing is like dreaming with your feet!

~Constanze

>it is :)

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Reviewing for our quiz in natural science tomorrow, i received a text message from a friend containing a bible verse that reads:

"For we all know that all things work together for the good of those who love Him. Who have been called according to his purpose. " - Romans 8:28

>truly inspiring :)

*sigh*:) back to business...

review mode :D

>osmosis... homeostasis.... diffusion.......

:/ (tring not to think about some things...focus.. focus...)

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Music is what feelings sound like.

~Author Unknown

>I love this quote :)

Actress in the Making?? :-D

One of my most unforgettable experiences was when I joined a talent search during my grade school. I was in sixth grade and it was in celebration of the 25th Foundation day of our school. The search was entitled "Star Kids" and was somehow alike to "Star Circle Quest" and "Star Struck".

My most unforgettable moment back then was the day of our rehearsals for the acting showdown. A week before, we were given a monologue entitled "Sisa" and were asked to memorize it. Because I was too busy with school work and stuff, I completely forgot about it and remembered it only the night before! o_O As far as I can remember, it was two to three pages and about half way through the first page, I fell asleep! When I woke up the next morning, seeing the script in my hands, I hurriedly got out of bed. I was on panic mode! I brushed my teeth with the script near the sink; ate my breakfast with the script on the table; and even thought of taping it to the door as i took a bath. I literally cannot take my eyes off of it.

On my way to school, I was still memorizing. I was more than a half way through the whole script but I still kept on forgetting some lines! When I got there, rehearsals were on going and I was asked to proceed directly to the side of the stage. When our teachers saw me, I heard someone say, "There she is, t5he daughter of an actor-director. I bet she got the talent of her father. " All eyes were suddenly on me and I was like, "Oh no. I'm dead."

To be continued.... :)