Pale Tuesday

The sun's bright rays didn't brush my skin, and the plopping sound I heard outside was pretty intense in my ears. I opened my eyes and saw the sky was gray. It was 6:15 early in the morning. As I arose in my bed, a thought came across my mind.

Nothing ever compares to have a cold weather like this where the breeze as almost shivering and the sound of the raindrops is like clinking bells ringing down the plain ground, have always been giving the soothing and calming effect to me. I love rainy days. 

When it rains, I feel a peaceful part in me that glows and turns grief and remorse into a magical glimpse of rather high hopes and good anticipation. I feel a relief from distress and I make it a time to think of anything else I still needed to do so. But even though I seem to feel free from worries, there is always an unapparent distinction that lingers on me from where I see flashbacks of yesterday and a deep longing for someone I've never known in my entire life. To what or who it is, it doesn't bother to give me even with the slightest idea.

However on the other hand, apart from enjoying the rainy season, I am not capable of performing tasks way effective than in just ordinary days. The weather affects me in different ways. Like when there is a raining sensation, arising from my coma state is hardly bearable. Similar to whenever I thought of doing something that should be done for the rest of the day, my mind tells me to get off the couch and start producing the fruit of labor, yet my body is contradicting dictates. Well you see? That is how life brings you the finest, shows and tells you what makes every single little thing in this world worthwhile and sometimes you cannot compensate, you shouldn't be just staying in the corner waiting for things to happen, when you know in the first place it is best when you make things happen.


Look ahead of the future. Seek after the things that comprise greater eternal prospect. Learn to achieve and always remember that God's ways are better than yours.


It is true that the darkest cloud and raging thunder may strike and drag you down on your way..

But nothing of these can prevail when you believe that God has given you the strength to overcome sore afflictions. Because indeed after all the storms of pain and sorrow, comes the glistening rainbow.

"And now, verily I say unto you, and what I say unto one I say unto all, be of good cheer, little children; for I am in your midst, and I have not forsaken you." (D&C 61:36)

You see how a rainy weather could have a total impact on me? It is a challenge to get things done and accomplished! Right, if only classes are everyday suspended like this. Haha!


Oh let it rain. :)

THE MANIA -- I Bet You Know Him

David! David! David!

DAVID ARCHULETA. He's just too good to be true. I can't take my eyes off him..

Kidding naughty girl, HAHA. I remember the time my world first turned upside-down when I was still in high school, and I watched an episode of American Idol audition. This cutie guy showed up himself on the platform in front of the scrutinizing eyes of the judges when he was still young, sixteen or seventeen right? And now he is twenty. The very moment I saw him I already liked him, but it wasn't until when I learned he was a mormon(LDS) too-- I came to love him more and moooooore. :)

Meet and Greet, the group 4

Hey. Above is a picture of us at the Araneta Coliseum's dressing room, the dome where he held his second concert. He already had three visits in the country: The first one was at the Mall of Asia concert grounds; secondly was at the SM North Skydome where he only promoted his latest album (It wasn't a concert actually); at the Araneta was the third.


P.S. If I didn't win the contest, I would never have a snapshot like that. :)

Sickness Puts Much Pressure on Me

Achooooooo.. I got sick. Darn.

During the past days, I wasn't feeling well. I knew I will be sick, and I was right I have it now. At first I had mild tonsillitis and the next day it was followed by colds. The good news is my tonsils got themselves into their proper function just yesterday and the bad news is my runny nose, gets blows and sneezes far away from recovery! Stuffy. Still I did go to the hospital for our duty and luckily I didn't mess up there. I wore a face mask and for goodness' sake, I performed well clinically.

I hate being sick. It isn't just because I am not feeling well though it is one of the reasons, but because I'm being self-restricted to people around. Of course they won't make it any obvious if they don't want me mixing and blending up with them, but I get daunted. The fact that I have to keep myself a few meters away from them is a bit stressing out especially when you have respiratory diseases such as colds and cough, etc.. I feel helplessly isolated. Poor little girl, so sickly. I just have to understand it's also for their own good. Hahaha.

Alright folks, I have no choice but to give myself a break today so I can regain strength not too soon. I'm really hoping the next week, I'll be kicking alive once more. I gotta do a lot! I don't want to lay on my bed doing nothing at all because I promise I won't be singing Bruno Mars' song. Okay, tinge up! Get up! :D

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Start Recording Thoughts: It Is Important

"Anything that is not recorded or written, will always be forgotten."

I remember that quotation I'd written in my notebook dated August last year during one Sunday meeting, where I sat in the front seat because I was the pianist and I didn't have the choice but to listen all the way through until the meeting ended.

In fact, that was quite fair because church members are expected to be all ears in the speakers though! I admit I was a stubborn kiddo way back, but who are you to judge the imperfect? *winks

To prove upon, I always refer to that quote and I consider it as my reference whenever I feel the call of tiresome hands to think of still writing on course of pen and paper, or maybe in whatever way just to manage having that hodgepodge of memoirs.

So that was when I thought of  it and moreover, lending even a short period of time in doing a blog can be a cherished sentiment itself as it serves as the footnote of life's flipping pages and chapters.

Actually I have lots of blogs anywhere in the web. I even have a red journal and a green diary full of coded letters. To mention I signed up at Xanga and I think I made three entries there, did post on LDS Journal as well and presently doing stuff at Tumblr. You know what? Much of anything else I've wished so far is my whim-wham in wanting to be a consistent blogger, could possibly be the same just as to how I treasure my 'superb' passion in Music (You can't take that away from me, hehe).

I'm so sorry, I don't believe this entry to be that sensible unlike others' blogs I've read just recently, where theirs I am very sure are heartfelt and profound. Amazing is the way how they give sorts of advice and principles of wisdom and life experiences, which resulted to me admiring them. Haha! Or maybe because I'm still seventeen and most of them range five years and up older than me, which means I still have more rice to eat

However I believe in that remaining fruitful years to come, I will learn and develop myself from a picture of being a tiny seed growing up into a strong and mighty tree. For nobody has reached the reward on top without him stepping first in the primary ladder of the hardest part, and most tremendous side of getting into the podium of genuine success.

Believe in yourself because you can do it!  Don't just follow your dreams, chase them!

I will make it, I will be counted. If others made it and reached the twinkling stars, you can manage to captivate the whole universe!

You see how recording thoughts could be the basis of real commitment? Needless to say, I'm bound to this-- my first entry at Blogspot. More stories later! :)