During those times that Lindsay’s career was at its peak, I didn’t know much about her. I wasn’t even a big fan but I like her. I always hear her on the local news but during those times, I was still a kid and I didn’t know much about Hollywood (since I’m from the Philippines). A few years after, good news about her started to become bad news. Even though I wasn’t a really huge fan, I still cared with what’s going on. When I was 13, I saw her in the movie Herbie: Full Loaded on Disney Channel and I thought that she’s a great actress, a promising star and gorgeous. I even thought that she’s not like what I’ve been hearing on the news: drug user, alcohol abuser, and reckless driver. Those times, I was just starting to get to know more what’s Hollywood like. I got interested in different movies and shows until the DVD of “I know who killed me” came into my hands. That’s the time I became a huge fan of Lindsay. I tried to get updated about her since years have already passed when she became famous. I googled about her, searched for her pictures, watched most of her movies (which are all great) and of course, followed her on twitter. The latest news that I’ve found about her was before she jet off to Cannes, France a week before her court trial last May 2010. I also followed several fan pages of Lindsay to get all the latest news about her and I felt like I’m living in the Lohan world. I always know what she’s up to because of her tweets and I’m able to see how much some people hate her and love her.

I couldn’t really blame people if they hate Lindsay. Of course, she has also done several mistakes and people didn’t liked it. (I just wish that they’d be less harsh when talking to her on twitter.) It’s just that I hope they wouldn’t judge her that easy because in the first place, they don’t know her personally, and they know nothing about Lindsay’s life after all. Besides, nobody’s perfect, everybody makes mistakes. Also, I can see that media has something to do with this. (I wanna go to Hollywood, though.) I mean, she’s right with what she said that somethings are misinterpreted.

“People believe, of course, what they read in the media. There are all the hair-raising stories that circulate about me every day that are supposed to provide information about my true self. I read these stories about things that have never happened, and then I get to hear, ‘Oh, but you were so cute in The Parent Trap!’ But what I’m talking about, others in Hollywood feel the same way.”

“The media creates its images in just seconds, so they can interpret reality as they imagine it. If I sneeze, photos are published, in which I am said to be weeping bitterly. And if I keep my hand in front of my mouth and nose, it’s the same, I was hungover and had a hard night of heavy partying behind me. You can’t imagine to what extent this has been accepted.”

Source: GQ Magazine Interview

One of the many things I like about Lindsay,she doesn’t try to be perfect. She doesn’t speak of other people’s imperfections and mistakes. I haven’t heard her (yet) speak of someone else describing them with such rude and mean words.Unlike those people who said that she’s a bitch, a mean girl and such, they said it like they’re not acting like one or like they’re not even worse than what they think lindsay is. They should really try to look at themselves first before picking on someone else. I’ll always support her no matter what happens. I know Lohan fans out there will do the same thing-love and support her unconditionally.

I hope she’ll stay strong. She still has millions of fans and supporters around the world (plus her friends and family). A lot of people to catch her when she falls.

*Most of us thought it’s a surprise (Surprise naman talaga dapat kaso si Sir Joi nadulas at nasabeh niya kay Ms. Mel.)*

Nung umpisa, pabalik balik muna kameng ( Jam, Carisa at Ako) naghakot ng mga chairs at table at iba pang kakailanganin para sa baby shower. Mula sa bahay namen, pabalik kanila Ms. Mel o di kaya, mula sa bahay ng tita ko pabalik sa bahay ulet nila Ms. Mel. Grabe, nanlagkit kame kasi tanghaling tapat namen ginawa yun. Hanggang sa nakuha na namen lahat ng kailangan, dun na kameng nagsimulang mag decorate. Si Carisa ang nagpalobo ng mga balloons habang si Jam nagbabalot ng regalo niya. Ako naman, nag-iisip kung san ilalagay yung streamer. Nung una, sinubukan kong isabit sa ceiling kaso hindi maganda then narealize ko na mas maganda kung ilalagay sya sa wall. Pero bago ko idikit sa wall yung streamer, tumulong muna ko maglagay ng mga balloons dun sa stick. Pagkatapos, sinimulan na nila Jam at Carisa ang paglalagay ng crepe papers sa ceiling habang ako, nagkakabit ng streamer sa wall. Maya maya ay dumating na si Marian. Si Carisa naman, sinimulan niya nang mag plantsa ng hair nya. Tapos sumunod na dumating si Anna. Medyo nag worry kame kasi wala pang masyadong tao eh halos 3 pm na. 3 pm kasi ang napag-usapang time ng party.Nag text si Carlos na baka hindi sya makarating dahil maaga siyang pinapauwi eh sya pa naman ang naka-assign na magdala ng softdrinks. Then, tumawag ako sa bahay para itanong kung luto na yung spaghetti at ang sabi ay luto na. Kaya naman pumunta na kame sa bahay para kunin yung spaghetti at bumili narin kame ng coke at Royal dahil baka hindi makapunta si Carlos. Pagbalik namen sa bahay, nandoon na sila Ms. Mel at Uncle. Sabeh ni Jam, sya daw ang na surprise. Haha. Maya maya, nag text si Eric na nakasakay na daw sya ng tricycle so inabangan ko sya sa labas ng bahay nila Ms. Mel. Then a few minutes later, dumating sya. Tapos nag text si Ms. Loudy, nasa daang-hari na daw sila. Si Crizelda naman, nag text kanila Anna na sunduin sya sa simbahan dahil galing sya sa kumpil ng kanyang sister So, umalis kaming lahat maliban kay Eric para sunduin ang mga nagpapasundo. Pagdating namen (Jam, Carisa, ako and my sister) sa SM, pumunta muna kame sa CR kasi sobrang gulo ng ichura namen. Nag ayos muna kame at nagpabango. Haha. Then after nun, bumaba na kame ng national dahil doon ang usapang meeting place. Pumunta kame ng national pero hindi namen nakita sila Ms. Loudy. Guess where did we find them? Sa Tom’s World sa tabi ng national! Sabeh ni Carisa, “Eto na pala National ngayon.” xP haha. PEACE OUT! I g-gm ko sana yun using the six word memoir na kinaaadikan namen kaso lang nagbago isip ko. Haha. So, nung makita namen sila, naglaro muna si Jam ng basketball dahil sir jouf ay naglalaro din. Then maya maya, naglaro na den ung kapatid ko tapos si Sir joi tapos si Ms. Loudy. After a Few minutes, umalis na kame. 2 tricycle ung nagamet. Nakahiwalay yung mga teachers samen. Sinundan nalang nila yung tricycle namen. Pagdating namen sa bahay nila Ms. Mel, nandoon na cla Crizelda, Carlos at si Isabel na nagpaka DORA dahil naglakad lang papasok ng Citihomes at sa Phase 2 pa galeng. Pagtapos nun, bumalik kami ni Jam sa bahay para kunin yung kanin dahil hindi namin alam kung makakadating ba yung dapat magdadala ng kanin na si Kristoffer. Dinala na lang namen ni Jam yung buong Rice Cooker para mabilis. Masakit sa braso kasi mabigat yun. After nun, pagdating namen, Nagkwentuhan muna lahat. After a couple of minutes, Sir jouf lead the prayer. Ang solemn nung naging prayer at may part pa na nakakaiyak. Huhu. After that, bago kumain, nag picture picture muna. Nagkatuwaan dahil yung kapatid ko, ang gusto lang pichuran ay si Ms. Loudy. Haha. Tapos ayaw pang isama si Sir jouf. TuT. After ng pichure taking, nagsimula na kameng kumain. Ang handa nung baby shower ay ang mga ss: Spaghetti, Cake, Cassava cake, Ice Cream. Tpos merong Softdrinks at Juice. Habang kumakain, naungkat ang mga love life ng bawat isa. Pati ako na inosente about dun ay nadamay. TSK. Naman. Pero ang pinaka naungkat ay ung kay JAM. Haha..then I thought everyone was getting a little bored so I told Anna about the Magic Sing then she started operating it. Yung kapatid ko, she pressed the code of the song heal the world and played it. Nagkaturuan kung sino ang kakanta. Napagpasapasahan ang microphone. Nung una pinilit ko kay ms. Michi tpos binalik nya… ayaw daw niya… hanggang sa napilitan din sya. Kumanta sya ng Crazy For You. Tapos nagsunod sunod na yung pagkanta nya. (Ayaw niyang kumanta sa lagay na yun. xP) Grabeh, IDOL ko na xa! Haha. Ang galeng nyang kumanta e. Puro matataas yung kinanta niya at never syang tumayo nung gabing yun pra kumanta. Mejo Mahirap kayang kumanta ng nakaupo lalo na kung mataas. Haha. Nung 6 pm na, umalis na cla Marian at Isabel. Tapos sumunod si Carlos na umalis. Inasar pa sya na baka may usapan sila ni chabs na magkikita sa labas blah blah.. haha.. The fun continued pren nman. Si Sir jouf at Sir Joi kumanta din naman sila. Nung time pa nga na pumipili si sir joi ng song na kakantahin, bglang nasabeh ni Jam na “STUPID LOVE”. Cmula nun, lahat ng kantang kinakanta, cnisingitan nila ng “STUPID!” haha.. Tpos, c kristoffer, tumawag ke crizelda… hahabol daw sya. Grabeh, mga 7 na ata nun. Haha… Then, inabangan nila Crizelda at Anna c kristoffer sa labas. The rest, nag stay sa loob. Na open up yung usapang cloudy. Haha… at mga kung anu ano pa ang mga napag usapan. Then, pumasok sila Anna ulet, wala parin si Kristoffer. Pinilit ng kapatid ko na buksan na ni Ms. Mel yung mga gift. Ayaw sana ni Ms. Mel pero binuksan nya nren. Later on, umalis na cla Sir Jouf at Sir Joi… manunuod pa daw kasi sila ng Avatar. Haha. Nagpaiwan c Ms. Michi. Then mga kung anu-anong kaganapan ang nangyare. Tpos, dumating si Kristoffer. Nagulat kmeng lahat na naiwan dhil hindi namin akalain na talagang pupunta sya. Grabeh. Ngayon lang sya nakapunta sa lakad namen. Then, nung mga 8 pm na, nag decide sila Jam, Carisa, Eric, at Crizelda na umuwi na dahil gabi na nga. Pero bago pa sila totally makauwi, Nagpicture picture muna at kumuha muna sila ng Zest-O na naiwan dun sa may cooler. Si Jam, inumwi lahat ng straw. Ewan ko kung pano nainom nung iba yung juice nila. Haha. Tapos, tuluyan na ngang umuwi sila Jam. Si Kristoffer sasabay narin sana kaso susunduin pala sya. So, naghintay muna sya ng ilang minuto bago siya makauwi. Si Ms. Michi na nagsabing ayaw nyang kumanta, hindi na binitiwan ang magic sing. Kanta na sya ng Kanta. Haha. Ang tataas pa ng mga kinanta nya at kinanta niya yon ng nakaupo/nakadapa nang walang kahirap-hirap! Adeek! Elivs ako sa kanya. Haha. Super galeng niyang kumanta! Haha. Tapos si Ms. Mel, kumanta din sya… nung una (nung hindi pa nakakaalis sila Jam) kinanta niya yung favorite song nya na STAY THE SAME. Tpos yung kinanta niya nung 5 na lang kame is 25 MINUTES! O dba? Haha! Asteeg! Haha. Grabe, magkasundong-magkasundo sila Ms. Mel at Ms. Michi. Parehas sila ng gustong books, movies (speaking of which, yung THE BODY GUARD hindi ko pa nasesearch), actors…. and they both like HISTORY. Bongga! Haha. Ang kuhlet nga nilang dalawa pag nag-uusap. Si Ms. Michi habang nakanta nakikipag kwentuhan! Haha.. Imaginine nyo na lang kung pano yun. Then, after a couple of minutes, umuwi na si Kristoffer. Edi, 4 na lang kame. Akala ko, uuwi naren sila Ms. Michi pero hindi, nag-enjoy pa sya sa pagkanta at na-extend pa ang kwentuhan ng mga kung anu-ano. Si Anna namomroblema kung pano uuwi dahil walang tao sa bahay nila. Nasa MOA kasi. Haha. Pinapagstay pa daw sya ng nanay nya. 10:30 pa daw kasi sila makakaalis ng MOA. Si Ms. Michi, sabeh niya, uuwi na sya ng 9 pm. Pero halos 9:30 na, hawak nya parin ang magic sing at kumakanta. Haha. Until finally, binitawan na rin ni Ms. Michi ang microphone. Dumaan muna si Ms. Michi sa bahay para kunin yung hinihiram nyang book kay Ms. Mel na “Honour’s Splendor” by Julie Gardwood. Dinala narin namen yung CHEESE FLAVORED ICE CREAM SHAKE para malagay sa freezer sa bahay. Haha. After makuha ni Ms. Michi yung book, umuwi narin siya agad. Hinatid namin sya palabas dahil gabi na nga. Halos 10 pm narin kasi. Pagdating sa tricycle terminal, wala pang tricycle. Edi nagsimula na kameng maglakad palabas. Buti na lang, may dumating agad na tricycle kaya nakasakay nren si Ms. Si Anna, dahil hindi pa makauwi, nag stay pa muna sa bahay ng halos hanggang 11 pm. Nung pinauuwi na sya, hinatid ko sya hanggang dun sa SM kasi walang tricycle then I went home.

Sobrang saya ng naging experience na yun. I never expected it would be that fun. Haha. I will never ever forget that day! Sayang sa mga hindi pumunta at hindi nakapunta. SOBRANG SAYA pa naman. Haha… at Thank you sa lahat ng mga pumunta. Kung hindi dahil sa inyo, hindi rin naman magiging masaya yung baby shower. Thank You talaga! Sana pwedeng bumalik sa February 6, 2010. Nakakamiss ee. THANK YOU LORD FOR THE VERY SUCCESSFUL BABY SHOWER!

I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING. Stop pointing out other people. Remember, 3 fingers are pointing back at you.

BELIEVE ME. I don’t know anything about that. How could I say something when I know nothing at all?

AND…

What do you care about our relationship? Fine, we are not in ANY WAY related by blood BUT we are related by HEART.

TRY KILLING your insecurities.

“After last week’s glowing first edition piece, Team 411 no longer needs any introduction. This time, they’re taking on being a fan of Kristen Stewart – for better and, well, for better. I have an aunt and uncle who live on a ranch. On this ranch they have two dogs, Daisy and Shelby. Daisy is a yapper. The second she sees you coming up the road, she’s bouncing around, yapping, impatient for you to give her attention. She will roll on her back and wait for her belly to be rubbed. You must rub Daisy’s belly, or you cannot enter the house—she will literally block this from happening unless you give her a tummy rub. Daisy is cute as all get out. She’s friendly and sweet and it’s impossible to dislike her, even if she can be annoying in her constant need for you to be petting her. Shelby, on the other hand, sees you coming and simply watches. She does not approach. She waits for you to come to her. She will not offer her belly for rubbing. If you’re lucky, Shelby may consent to let you pat her head. Shelby is a discriminating dog, a dog that does as she pleases and either you adapt to her, or you go hang with Daisy. Being a fan of Kristen Stewart is like dealing with Shelby. Kristen is not the kind of actress that needs a lot of attention—indeed, she seems happier with the spotlight on someone else. She doesn’t seem to enjoy press conferences, or junkets, and she doesn’t appear at her best when standing in front of thousands of screaming people. It makes her an easy target for criticism, because she can be taken as ungrateful in these situations. It would be easy to watch a KStew interview and only see the fidgeting, the frowning, and the impatience to be doing something else. But that’s Kristen Stewart. She won’t beg for our attention. She simply waits, like Shelby, for us to adapt. And adapt we do. It takes work to be a Kristen Stewart fan. She can be awkward. She’s shy and fairly inaccessible. Outside of Twilight, she’s not usually in the kind of movies that generate massive press, so you often have to work to find her interviews, tracking down obscure magazines and waiting ages for one of her movies to come to theaters (hello, Yellow Handkerchief). Following Kristen means looking past that so-called ungrateful surface to see what is really going on. And what’s really going on is that Kristen is an actress with quiet depth. Look past the fidgeting and hear what she’s saying, how passionate she is about her work, how dedicated to her characters. Hear her praise for her co-stars, get past the stop-and-start speech and listen to her stories about working with Jodie Foster, what it was like to be hand-picked by Sean Penn, how it felt to be chosen to play a character idolized by millions. There’s something about KStew fans, though. We like that she makes us work. We like her because she makes us work. In a highly unscientific poll of Team 411, we determined that we like Kristen for her offbeat attitude, we like that she’s not another cookie-cutter starlet. Love her or hate her, Kristen Stewart is real. This is just her. Either you’re going to adapt, or you’re going to go hang with Daisy. Kristen fans are a discerning group. We do not need our girl crush to pander to us, we don’t need her in the press saying something pseudo-shocking or flashing her panties every day. We love Kristen because she just is—just is quiet, just is shy, just is awkward. She just is a rebel, a young woman determined not to be turned into some processed product. She just is this way, and she’s not going to change that any time soon. And we love that. We are Kristen Stewart fans. We are not yappers.”

I so totally agree with what the team 411 said about Kristen Stewart and about being a fan of her. Just like Demi Lovato, I like her for being so real. And yeah, she seems like the realest person in Hollywood. She stands out. She seems different, unique… real, honest. She does things her way- the way she dresses, the way she deals with people, and everything. She’s not afraid of what might the world think on what she does. She admits things about herself that seem unusual to a celebrity-like, hating having so much attention on her, talking about twilight and such. She’s the first celebrity I know to admit those kinds of stuffs. She smokes, but she did not kept it as a secret to fans, to the people. She lets us know what kind of person she is and it doesn’t matter for her if it seems awkward. She doesn’t try to be perfect and I really like how she stands up for herself, how dedicated she is on her work and…her studies, I can say, since she just recently graduated from high school WITH HONORS! The Kristen Stewart we knew from the beginning is the same Kristen Stewart of today and she’s not gonna change anytime soon. I love that…We love that! I’m a Kristen Stewart Fan and I’m so proud of it. Proud of looking up to someone who’s very real! Okay, let’s give Kristen a warm round of applause for being…well, for being just herself! Isn’t that nice? xD We love you so much Kristen! :]]

[J E N N Y E L K A T H R E A]

So, this youth encounter of our section was suppose to be last October 1,2, and 3 2009. But due to typhoon Ondoy and the incoming storm that time, typhoon Pepeng, our retreat was postponed.
I was soo upset when I found out about it. You know, I’ve already packed my things for the 3 days, 2 nights encounter in Tagaytay and they said that our retreat would be on January. The next batch scheduled for the retreat was IV-C and IV-D. I was soo upset and jealous that they’d have their retreat first than us. Not until October 8, Thursday. We found out that our section will be joining the next batch- IV-E-in the retreat. Once again, my soul was uplifted. )

3 days before the retreat, our minds and hearts are already looking forward for the incoming event in our life. Until the day had finally arrived. On the day of the retreat, I was soo excited.
Our section used the school’s coaster in going to the venue while the other section used the school bus.
When we arrived, we were all so excited to have a tour on the place. But first, we had a short talk with the facilitators. They gave us the rules and a description of what would happen. After that, they let us settle in our rooms and take some rest. I was suppose to stay in room 42 together with my two close friends: Anna and Lady but ,since my mamay dear, Ms. Mel was alone in her room, she asked me to move in to her room- Room 32. We used private rooms, by the way.
After taking pictures most of us went to the terrace where we were able to see half of the view in Tagaytay. After a few minutes, we were asked to go to our session hall. As much as I want to tell you what happened in our session, I cannot. Just COME AND SEE. After that, we ate our “Merienda” in the refectory. After having our merienda, we went back to the session hall and have our session again. At 7 pm, we had our dinner. after an hour we’d go back to the session hall and that’d last up to midnight -around 11 or 12. After the session, we all went back to our rooms to sleep. In our room, it’s just the two of us-Ms. Mel and I. On the first night,when she left me to check the students, I got scared.haha. I was thinking of those freaky stroies I heard from the frist batch who had their retreat. Silly. But on the second night, I didn’t mind the thing that I hear in our window. x]
The same thing went on through the days. One of the most unforgettable things that happened there, was the bonding of our class. I feel like, we’re all brothers and sisters. We all had fun together. We played like we’re little kids.

Everything in that place was Perfect! I even feel like my life was Perfect! Like I never had any problems. If I’m given the chance, I will live there. That place is heaven!
Now, I miss La Verna soooo much! I feel like I’m home-sicked. It’s like, “I’m stuck in hell, I wanna go home!” (

[J E N N Y E L]

The first term of our school has finished and soon, it’ll be the end of the year. I hate that.
Days pass by so quick. I feel like everything’s fast paced, like, someone’s clicking that fast forward button on the remote control of my life. Well, can’t do something about it anyway. How I wish I’m part of the Russo family so I can do the FREEZE FRAME SPELL. x[
It's  the end of October, so that means, November's on its way. How I wish November was caught in a traffic jam or got stranded in a chest-high flood.

Anyway...
On one hand, being a senior is hard. Hard because you need to study harder than you ever did if you wanna graduate or if you don't wanna go to summer school.Hard because aside from your mid-terms and other tests, you also have to take College Entrance Exams which is sometimes hard because of time pressure or because you simply do not know the answers for the questions are hard. On the other hand, senior year is fun. Fun because, despite of your busy and hectic schedules, you still get to enjoy most of your time with your friends, your closest friends. You get to have more fun and sweeter memories.

As what I've mentioned a while ago, In my first post about senior year, I have this somekind of negative outlook on this school year at first. I thought, I would somehow hate this. Well, yes, I do somehow hate this school year because this is my last year for being a highschool student. But I'm talking about a different thing. I mean, I'd somehow hate this just like when I was a junior. But, that was what I thought. In fact, this is next to my sophomore year as my favorite year.
Let me tell you the exciting things that happened and that's gonna happen to me this year.

HAPPENED:
>I passed that audition for Sforzando! I'm now part of the school choir!
>I got to meet Mamay and Uncle's family during our swimming in Pansol, Laguna!
>University Hopping with some of my classmates! That was a lot of fun!
>Sleep over at Mamay's house!
>I learned few things about the Greek Myhtology! ha! x] I loved that!
>`KELLOGS` galore! LOL!
>Being able to help RED CROSS in looking for possible blood donors.
>Being part of the best B.L.O.G-er class. [Bleeding as a Love Offering to God-blood letting]
>Mamay’s wish came true. I found out about that last September 18,2009 [message was sent 7:46 pm, message was read 8:30 pm]
>Yes to CLOUDY! No to KLOUDY! yiiieee! So CLOUDY!
>Being part of Selena Gomez and The Scene: Kiss and Tell Album Get creative Contest!
>Having my picture posted on the issue#2 of the Hannah Montana Magazine: Movie Issue!
>Tagged as Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus super fan.
>Knowing the movies “Freedom Writers” and “I am sam”
>Learning Alibata!
>Enjoying Volleyball! Thanks to Sam Dacanay! )
>Retreat- One of the Best part of being a fourth year!

GONNA HAPPEN:
>Team Building
>Wearing Contacts.. hehe..
>Watch new moon with mamay!
>Melmanrene’s official T-shirt made
>KELLOGS shower! )
>Graduation Ball
>Graduation

Everything about this school year is like… like PERFECT!
All teachers are perfect! I like them all! And the subjects,too.

Science- I’m fine with it. It drives me crazy sometimes because of the lessons but our teacher is the one who drives me crazy most likely! LOL!]

English- I would love this more if we’d finish the whole mythology book by edith hamilton. Anyway,The teacher’s great, the subject’s great. So far, I haven’t got bored yet. Everything’s exciting!

Math- Still great. I don’t have any major problem with it. The lessons are not so hard. The teacher’s great. She’s been my teacher for 3 school years already! yay!

AP(Economics)- Not my favorite subject but I like this too. I find this harder than history but other than that, No problem. The teacher’s really great. It’s sort of her first time to handle the subject [because it's been years since she did] but she’s really doing great. She really exerts effort in studying Economics. I love her. I love her the MOST <yah, I know, I’m bias. ha! x] Hey, I love the other teachers, too.Just, not as much as I do with this AP teacher >

Filipino- What I like about this subject are the games. I enjoy them! I’m learning at the same time! and I learned about Alibata! yey me! The teacher’s great.. she knows how to keep the class up!

Those are the most prioritized subjects. In other subjects, I’m enjoying them too. I do not have any problem with them. And I hope I’m not gonna have any.

toodles! )

[J E N N Y E L]

I am part of a lost generation
and I refuse to believe that
I can change the world
I realize this may be a shock but
“Happiness comes from within”
is a lie and
“Money will make me happy”
So in 30 years I will tell my children
they are not the most important thing in my life
My employer will know that I have my priorities straight because
work
is more important than
family.
I tell you this,
Once upon a time
Family stayed together.
But this will not be true in my era.
This is a quick fix society.
Experts tell me
30 years from now I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making
In the future
Environmental problem will be the norm
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this earth.
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic.
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope.

And all of this will come true unless we choose to reverse it.

[Now, read it again backwards. From the line "There is hope" up to the first line above.]

Note: I do not own this

Selena and The Scene: Kiss and Tell

Do you wanna  save lives in a way that you won’t even get tired? that you’d even get a free snack after you know you’ve made a diffrence?

If your answer is YES, then…

Come and Join us in our (school’s) Blood letting project!

What: Blood Letting

When: September 11 and 12 2009 ; 8:00 AM-5:00 PM

Where: Statefields School (National Road, Molino III Bacoor, Cavite)

Why: To refresh the flow of your blood-which is very healthy for you-and to save lives.

You don’t need to have SUPER POWERS to save lives and be a HERO. You can be a hero by just donating your blood.

For more information, contact Statefields School at these numbers:

• (046) 872-32-81
• (046) 872-32-82

Or contact me as your referral at these numbers:

• (046)517-54-01
• +639215654969

Thank You!

PS: If you cannot donate, why not recruit some qualified ones? That’s still a big help!

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(: JENNYEL KATHREA

I really hope that posting this blood letting project online will help. And I hope you, who’s reading this, will also help. If you still don’t care, well, let me tell you this…

THERE’S A NEED FOR  2,000 BAGS OF BLOOD EVERYDAY.

See how much help you could give if you donate blood? If only all people who are healthy enough will donate blood,  we won’t see people suffering, needing blood donors for crying out loud!

[ I hope that catches your attention]

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Kim

Friends are treasures.

Horace Bruns

We both lie sideways on her bed, the screen door slapping open and shut with the California breeze. We thumb through fashion magazines, laughing at the hairstyles and smelling the perfume samples. It seems like any other Sunday between girlfriends; laughter filling the room, a half-eaten carton of cookies between the two of us. This was my Sunday afternoon ritual, the two of us and our magazines, and from the time I was twelve, I lived for these afternoons. She was my friend, but more than that, she was a safe place, an unconditional love, and she was an adult.

I had known Kim most of my life. For the first ten years of my life, Kim wasn’t one of the closest adults in my life, but her husband John doted on me and was one of the only “grown-ups” to understand my fearless and abundant energy.

When I was twelve, I moved to Los Angeles to live with my father. Kim and John also lived nearby, and soon after my move, I began spending time at their home. Kim was fun; she liked to laugh and talk about boys. She listened to me while I talked about my crushes and fights with my family. She spoke to me as an equal, as a friend, not a child.

As I grew older, these visits became more important. I would cry over heartbreaks and whine about the latest rejection. The gap in age between us stayed the same, but the space between us grew closer. I called her with secrets, which she kept, and went to her when I couldn’t handle my world for a while.

I think my parents went through periods of jealousy and hurt regarding Kim and our friendship, because they wished they could be the ones to whom I came with my stories. I had reached an age where it was harder to relate to my parents, but I still needed guidance. Kim offered that guidance; she didn’t force-feed it.

Soon I was sixteen, and things began to change. I sunk into sadness, and I was slipping away from everyone, including Kim. I was taken to the hospital after swallowing a bottle of pain medication, and there, without question, was Kim. She was two hours away when the call came, and she showed up at the hospital with hair things and, of course, magazines. We didn’t talk about the incident, but when she pulled my hair up for me, I saw in her eyes true fear and heartache. She used to say to me, “You wouldn’t want to spend so much time with me if I really was your mom.” I didn’t understand those words until that day when she offered me the feeling of love without obligation. She wasn’t my mom; she wasn’t obligated to love me, she just did.

After my suicide attempt, things between us, though unspoken, began to change. I stopped spending Sunday afternoons at her house. I called, but not as often. I didn’t feel good about myself, so I couldn’t feel good about our friendship. I figured I had grown up and that we had just grown apart. Like any normal friendship, it had transformed, and I believed that I no longer needed Kim or the friendship.

The summer before I left for college, I went to say good-bye to Kim. Though we hadn’t been as close for the last two years, we both cried when I left. I walked down the walkway from her house, and she called out from the kitchen window, “Call me if you need anything.” I knew she meant that.

My first semester was hard. I was far from home, a little lonely, and things began to swing back down for me. With pure instinct, I picked up the phone. It was late. Kim picked up the phone, and I asked, “Were you sleeping?” She replied, “Yes, but it’s okay. What’s wrong? What do you need?” What I needed was Kim. I needed to hear her voice, and feel that California breeze in her back bedroom. I needed to tell her that our friendship had finally surpassed the age gap.

We talked about once a week after that, every Sunday afternoon. I called with the stress of my finals and with my newest boy problem. When I returned home for the summer, I went to Kim’s, and we read magazines and ate cookies. I had become an adult, what she had always been. When I was younger, she had related to me on a level that I needed at that time, and now she relates to me as an equal. She was right; things would have been different if she were my mom. I didn’t need another mom. I had one. I needed exactly what she gave: love, unconditional. And because she wanted me in her life, not because she had to have me.

-Lia Gay

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I guess you know why I like this story.