tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72071713054516630012024-02-18T22:19:18.027-08:00It's all about what matters.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-66747064615824364602010-12-10T13:18:00.000-08:002010-12-10T14:20:01.216-08:00What keeps you going?We come across a lot of different situations in life: challenging situations or not-so-challenging ones. Personally, I have more challenging situations in my life. And sometimes, I end up literally not having a clue of what to do next, and I hate it. It's like you sit there, probably looking like some sort of mental patient and you just don't know what to do.<br /><br />Whenever someone would stop me from what it is I want to do, I just ask myself 'does it really matter what they think?'. And I know it's really cliche but, you actually have to ask yourself that once in a while. You can't always listen to what people say or think about you or what you want to do because if it's something negative then, you're going to get no where. For me, I think that believing in yourself is one of the major thing to get get a hold of. Because once you do, there's no need to doubt yourself if you can achieve something, you go for it instantly. Some fail miserably but that's only because they didn't believe in their self enough or didn't give their self that extra push. Everyone, and I mean everyone needs an extra push when it comes to trying to achieve something big. No one gets what they want or wish that quickly. Unless ofcourse you're some sort of multi-millionare/billionare and people are literally at your feet just waiting for you to throw them a bone.<br /><br />Family is another thing that keeps me going. Knowing that they're there to support me really helps big time. Because they're like my fans. They're there to tell me if I'm doing something stupid, they're there to tell me to 'snap out of it', and they're there to cheer me on. I really do feel blessed and thankful to have them because I know that not everyone has fans like I do. I wan to say that I don't want to get too cheesy but I'm sure I've gone passed that line already, so there's really no point of me telling you guys that. Friends are also a huge help because I mean, friends are just the best. They can be a real stone cold bitch to you because they know they're doing it for your own good.<br /><br />Oh and one last thing that really keeps me going. My grandmother. I don't want this to turn into a soap and I'm not trying to get any sympathy votes or anything, but my grandmother who has passed away six years ago owns a lot of the credit for why I am where I am now.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-58943407689569716152010-12-03T15:02:00.000-08:002010-12-04T13:35:03.334-08:00What would I do if I won the lottery?So this question was asked to me by my cousin, and an on-going question in the economy we're in right now. <strong>'What would you do, if you won the lottery?' </strong>Bearing in mind, we're talking about winning P741-million pesos, which would be around £11-million pounds. That's quite a lot. Okay, maybe I'm being a bit too generous on the 'quite a lot' bit, because lets be honest, that's a lot of money. Especially if you're poor or middle class.<br /><br />This is what I would do personally.<br />First, I would ask my family what they wanted. Absolutely ANYTHING they could dream of. It could be a sports car, a penthouse or a big giant panda. I would spoil them because they're my family. Simple as that. Secondly, I would ask my friends if they were having any troubles financially or any problems that money could solve. Then I would treat them to a designer handbag each or whatever they fancied. Thirdly, seeing as I'm a Filipino, and I have a lot of love for my people and my country... I would buy a couple of lands in the Philippines to build houses and apartments on for some of the poor people to live in. No one should ever have to live and die on the streets. Everyone deserves a home. And because I have a very soft spot for the elderlies, I would get a place built especially for them to stay in, with people taking care of their needs. After all that, if the church in my homewtown needs refurbishing, I'm going to help them with the money or just donate an amount big enough. Lastly, I would buy the things I want. I know this sounds like I'm trying to be such a good person but honestly, this is what I would actually do. The church bit wasn't in my orginal answer as I never thought of it, but a couple of people have mentioned it to me as one of the things they would do and I thought, why not do the same? Not because I want to get into heaven or anything but simply because it's a nice thing to do.<br /><br /><em>Here are some of the answers I got, when I asked them the question:</em><br /><br />if i were to win in lottery i wil buy hauzes in US and UK as a sart of a good investment then i will also buy lamborghini sportscar and Ducati motorbike so i can play dirt riding wid my hubby...hmpp,,wakeup wakeup..LOL! anyways daydreaming is free.. -Monette M.<br /><br />I would give a million to my close family memebers and go around the world with my family :) -Rachel R.<br /><br />I would be ill and shocked. -Reema M.<br /><br />I would donate a big part and with the rest I'd do a world trip, buy my parents sth they need and save the rest for bad times. -Sophie S.<br /><br />Have a church built then fly to New York. -Kyzzle G.<br /><br /><br />Everyone has their own dreams, but if you won the lottery, could that amount of money make your dreams come true? What would <strong>you </strong>do if you won the lottery?Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-44227300207196813672010-11-20T16:53:00.000-08:002010-11-21T10:40:19.009-08:00My saturday night.So... yesterdat night, another party occured. It was a surprise 13th birthday this time; one of my best friends sisters. Believe it or not, I have never been to a surprise birthday. I got invited before but couldn't make it due to someone else's birthday. Yes, I <strong>can</strong> be a busy bee sometimes. Meaning, I actually do have a social life, which is rare.<br /><br />I think giving someone a surprise birthday party is actually pretty awesome. I sure know as heck want one. The day will come when someone will plan a party or a gathering of people if you may, just for me. For my birthday. Who am I kidding. No one would actually bother. I remember actually going to my mum and telling her how she should plan me a surprise birthday party and I'll just act surprise, or she doesn't have to tell me when she's gonna do it, so my surprise face doesn't have to be a pretend one. She just looked at me like some loser to be honest. Meh. What else is new.<br /><br />Anyway, I was obviously wearing heels to this party. Well, they're wedges to be precised. But they were some high ass wedges which pretty much murdered my feet after a couple of hours. Now don't give me the 'Oh you must not be used to wearing high shoes' kinda crap, because I am. I'm not saying I wear heels all the time, but I do quite often. Not gonna lie, these were some beautiful wedges, but Oh Good God at the pain.<br /><br />This is the shoe I wore last night. (It's only 'shoe' because I cut this off from a picture so it's just showing one pair. Deal with it.)<br /><br /><br /><p align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542073265845246642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWuTjqikckoT2LlgYFn6VVvB9aJRo9T7eFoI6w3uJDLUnkWNnKvTukZZqgv-vxN7k3HSlTCSm5ItHLhujxMhv3EFTDTzE87YREo6GnaWuKQnUmaUm31W3wd5JC9UdeTat9sQSDAohavRD/s320/reasrutjr.jpg" /></p><br /><br />Ps. Last night was also the night I attempted to dance to reggae music. And I clearly failed.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-91956248329907525662010-11-19T14:46:00.000-08:002010-11-19T14:59:39.779-08:00Here's the thing...The thing is, I always plan on being more organize. Sorting my life and having things planned out. But when I get to actually sit down, I don't do what it was I intended to do in the first place. I'm pretty sure I'm not the one who's like that, but it's just annoying. It's annoying how easily distracted I get, it's annoying how much I procastinate and the most annoying of all, when I go to bed and think to myself, I'll definitely do it tomorrow. And then I don't.<br /><br />Okay, maybe I'm making myself sound worse than I really am. I do have my good days like everyone else, when I <strong>do</strong> get on with work. I do the chores I was set, or even the chores I wasn't asked to do; because I'm a good child like that. Yeah right. Anyway, my point is... How do I put this, don't be like me. Don't procastinate, get distracted by OOOOOHHH a left over chocolate.. Kidding. Yeah, try not to get distracted easily and just do what it is you're supposed to be doing. Instead of lazing around, watching crap, munching on junk and gaining more and more fat on those thighs. Just do your work, so when you get to bed, you don't say to yourself 'I'll do it tomorrow'.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-60584013017914677302010-08-19T04:42:00.000-07:002010-08-19T04:59:31.861-07:00Wake-up call.Here's the deal. Today was results day and people are either really depressed, happy or satisfied.<br />When people say 'things happens for a reason', sometimes I think to myself 'do people actually believe that crap?' Because sometimes, the reasons are just not good enough. But just because you get a bad result doesn't mean your life is over. Just move on and think of other options. I know it's harder than it sounds, we've all been there. I'm sorry to bring religous into this if you're not religious but here goes. God didn't give us these kind of obstacles if he thought we wouldn't make it. It's to keep us stronger and hopefully teach us a lesson. If we don't learn from our mistakes, what WILL we learn from? Nothing.<br />You can get angry and upset all you want from a bad grade but it's not actually going to do anything. I know I'm being a really harsh bitch and all, but there's nothing you can do now. Apart from move on, learn from it and do better next time. Sure there's gonna be some disappointed people but what else can you do when you've done your best? Plus it's not like it's The End. Because it isn't.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-51039136230259015992010-07-05T13:03:00.000-07:002010-07-05T13:14:03.133-07:00EH?Oh holy moly. I haven't written a blog in like, for-ever? I don't really talk like that in real life. But Oh my actual golly. No corny, depressing, life rambles in like five months? That is like so not like me. Kai, I'm gonna stop talking like that.<br /><br />How's life on your ends ei? Mine's going pret-ty swell. (Did I really just say 'swell'?) I guess I did. It's swell BECAUSE, guess who's going to The Big Apple this month? This bitch. You can't really see it but I was literally pointing at myself then. But yup, little asian me is gonna be on a plain soon on a 7hour flight to the NYC! As some of you may now, I'm a big fan of that particualr city so you know how excited I am. Ummm, your mom getting laid excited! That's right.<br /><br />I can't really be bothered to ramble too much which is fairly surprising since all I do is talk. Sitting here, very tired and still have not yet packed for THE vacation. That's it for now my pretties.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-32570605619354949292010-01-21T12:50:00.000-08:002010-12-10T14:07:36.360-08:00How about some 30 facts?If you're interested, then have a read.<br /><br />1. I'm an Asian, yes asian.<br />2. I love Meryl Streep, full stop.<br />3. I was born in the humidity also known as the summer.<br />4. I like to eat sushi. Not because I'm asian but because I think it's got a lovely taste.<br />5. I can be very moody at times and when I am, make sure there's nothing sharp next to me or your arm.<br />6. I am indeed an impatient human being, sometimes anyway.<br />7. I can be very hyper in an annoying and painful way.<br />8. I hate public transport. Nothing good can come of them. Smelly feet and armpits? No thanks, I'm good. I don't care how high maintenance I am.<br />9. A very dramatic person. Most of the things occuring in my life would be treated as a Shakepeare play.<br />10. I actually hate compliments. I find it a very awkward and uncomfortable situation.<br />11. Love, love, love fashion. Designer or high street, it doesn't matter.<br />12. Acting is my passion. Hence the over drmaticness.<br />13. I love to sing even if I sound like I'm being choked and I've swallowed furballs.<br />14. Rainbows cheer me up sometimes.<br />15. I use sarcasm as a weapon and also hitting people.<br />16. I do hate big fat liars.<br />17. I could actually live on noodles. I don't care about how artificial they are.<br />18. A part of me would be missing if I didn't have my phone with me.<br />19. The internet is one of my best friends. Yes, best friend.<br />20. My family is in the mafia business. Just kidding. Or am I?<br />21. I love fried chicken. I tried being a vegeterian and I lasted about four hours.<br />22. Can keep a secret and a promise.<br />23. I tend to stutter when I'm nervous, so expect something like SHABALALAHRTERT to come out my mouth.<br />24. I don't realize how little personal space I give to people.<br />25. I love to cook, even if its appearance turns out like dog turd sometimes.<br />26. I support gay rights. Coz why wouldn't I?<br />27. The cinema is like my third home. (Shopping malls being the second.)<br />28. According to people that know me, I always look like I wanna punch someone in the face when I'm walking alone. I'm sorry! That's just how my face is.<br />29. Day dream quite a LOT. So if you're talking to me and I don't answer you straight away, then you know the reason.<br />30. I love travelling.<br /><br />That's all.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-65570862997292292932010-01-20T12:42:00.000-08:002010-01-20T12:42:46.465-08:00I miss youIt sure is a crazy ride to be away from your family, friends and just loved ones. It’s so difficult but it makes us stronger. Why? Simply because, being apart from someone makes you realize deep inside how much you need and want them. This makes us stronger because, we become more thankful of who we have in our life. It gives us the ability to appreciate who is around us. We might be far from each other, but we will always be close enough to help one another… no matter what.<br />Treasure the moments you have, because you’ll never know how much you’ll miss it until it’s finally gone.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-91619358753030085202010-01-20T12:38:00.000-08:002010-11-20T01:30:30.409-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;">Just want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. Hope you all have a wonderful one. Take care of yourselves and Godbless.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#000000;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><em></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;">'Meryl Christmas to the lovely Streepers.'</span></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219733830348114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Y9RMckVSBUk0p6LaesdGcGC-QUzv9Q4toOtBcPHoo7RZg2c1F5Im8tBSNBVo5mGhd_ZtbkAHEgDq6UltTbb55vv7dKXJztyEzdc_ZIbFvTETFvFkbWIRNeiyZ9ssTW_ewfJMIoPULD8/s320/45y4r5hrtj.jpg" /></span>Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-79446848600751841702010-01-20T12:30:00.000-08:002010-01-20T12:30:01.497-08:00What could have been the dayToday,... could have been the actual day that I get to see... the one and only... Meryl Streep. This morning, I was too sick from excitement. I had a banana for breakfast and I don't know why but I was eating the banana quite fast. It definitely was because of the excitement. It was crazy. I was counting down the days to the 14th of October. Then the day came and I was just so hyper. I even asked my friend- 'can I jump on you' because I was so excited. She obviously said 'no'. I was at school and looking at the webcam in Leicester Sqaure on the computer. People started to arrive and I saw people standing bythe barriers. They were some Streepers that was there by 9am. I was just thinking to myself, 'Omg. Will I ever get to see anything? I'll never get a good spot.' While I was at school people begun to tweet that she's cancelled and that she's ill. Then I got really worried.<br />2.20pm I left the school. I met up with my crazy best friend Zahra who's also crazy about The Streep. We were so excited, we couldn't stop imagining things. We was in the bus and I was reading tweets from people saying 'she's cancelled', 'she's got swine flu'. It got a bit hectic and all me and Zahra were thinking 'what if' she comes. We got the event and started walking around and looking for a good spot. I saw some Streepers. You're bound to see them. When me and Zahra finally got a spot, we were still thinking 'what if' Meryl did come. But then we soon realized that she really wasn't coming.<br />It was our first A&Z red carpet event. (We're known as A&Z). But at least we got to see Peter Andre and got involved in his little hosting thing. We had to shout out 'FANTASTIC!' and we did it to the top of our lungs, we had to do it twice. So, we might just be on TV. Then he came to us and did some autographs. I couldn't beleive there was a celebrity, right there, in front of my face. I froze. A streeper said to me, 'what if it was Meryl'. I actually didn't realize I froze like that. I was suppose to get a picture with him but I was just staring at him like some psycho stalker with a weird grin on my face probably and didn't realize a man was filming us. If I get to see Meryl Streep, I would actually pass out. On the inside at least. I wouldn't know what to do. I would just be really clueless.<br />It was a pretty crazy night. There was a lady who had a fox costume on who almost stole Zahra's spot, I dropped my camera while waiting and did I mention I also saw George Clooney? Wish he got a bit close to us though, but oh well. We also saw other celebs such as Myleene Klass, Jonathan Ross, Jason Schwartzman, Cindy Crawford and heard Wes Anderson's voice (which was better than nothing). Unfamous people would walk on the red carpet and all we did was talk about their outfit. We saw some very short dresses and some very outragous shoes. It was a great experience for me and Zahra too. Crazy yet unforgettable. We got very bad head rushes because of the excitement.<br />I guess it just wasn't our time to meet La Streep just yet.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-4177886235252841522010-01-20T12:23:00.001-08:002010-01-20T12:23:55.415-08:00Just BloggingBlogging? I'd never knew what it meant if I'd heard that word a few years ago. But now isn't a few years ago, now is now. You'll probably think 'what on earth is this person talking about?' Anyway, this isn't the first time I've blogged. I've already started blogging on friendster. If you don't know what that is... It's kinda like Facebook.<br />To be honest, I have no idea what to blog about right now. Um... I'm listening to the BBC radio right now, they're celebrating ABBA- so all the songs that's playing are obviously ABBA songs sung by different talented artist's. There's banana in a plastic bag on the top of my bottom bunk bed and It's pretty much starting to smell as It's going rotten. I know, disgusting right. But I've forgotten I had a banana in my bag. My mom just totally had a go at me by not eating it and how I'm wasting it. I really don't like wasting food but sometimes it's like... you're not in the mood to eat it, so you leave it and say you're gonna eat it the next day or later and you never do until it starts to become no good anymore.<br />Ahhh... Dancing Queen is on right now. I love this song, it just gives you that happy feeling. I can imagine my mom singing and dancing to this song. She would try to sing the high pitch bit and starts to choke. But then she just carries on. Anyway... I think i'm off. Gotta' wake up early tomorrow and so not looking forward to it. Goodnight. :) xoxPhilbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-85129134274239899792009-04-07T00:07:00.000-07:002010-07-05T13:19:15.464-07:00Life is a treasureLife is short which is why you really have to treasure it and do what ever you can to achieve your dreams.<br /><br />It was a normal day for me today, I did my business which meant I had to go to school and finish my coursework. It was like a normal school day except I had been doing ICT for the whole day. Can you imagine; I had to go to School on my Easter Holiday <em>break</em>. Fun, fun! If you hadn’t noticed I was being sarcastic. So anyway, I got home and did some English revision which didn’t finish till about 8.45pm. I was quite proud of my self actually so I decided to award my self with a Meryl Streep movie.<br /><br />I began watching ‘Lions for Lambs’ and let me tell you something, it’s not a movie that a teenager will easily understand. It’s a challenge. As I was watching it, my mum calls me from the other room (living room). I went to see what she wanted so I came. A shocking picture appears on TV, and I’m not being dramatic here… It really was shocking and wasn’t a pleasant sight. The programme was called ‘Extraordinary people’ and it’s about this family that’s got this horrible trauma or something. And it really was horrible. I don’t really know what it’s called but I can promise you, it’s not a disease that can just vanish from having surgery. They had big, medium, large sized bubble shaped things stuck to their body. It’s not just two or three of them. They were lots, like a gazillion of them. This man was basically covered in them. I haven’t watched the programme from the very beginning so I don’t really know the whole story, that’s why I can’t really be specific enough. But, what captivated me about having seen a bit of the programme and seeing those people suffer was that… it really made me think about how lucky some of us are in life. I mean, I already am thankful for what I have and come to think of it- how lucky I am to have such wonderful and loving people in my life.<br /><br />I’m thankful for what I have, who I have with me and what I own. Although, I admit, that sometimes I can be an ungrateful person. No one’s perfect, so cut those people some slack if they did something wrong or they might have displeased you. You can’t expect them to be bionic woman or man. A lotta’ people have made mistakes in their life and will probably keep making mistakes. This is why you have to think twice about your choices. Other people say: ‘your heart is never wrong’. But is that entirely true? Let me ask you this… how do you know? (Feel free to leave me a message if you know the answer to my question)<br /><br />After that programme (extraordinary people), I was thinking how they’d kill for a normal life, whereas other people who have what you call a ‘normal life’ just doesn’t give a damn and waste it on pointless things. You can probably think of the reasons. Do you see what I mean? I’m probably talking gibberish to some of you, but to those who get me… please pass the message across and tell the other people to be more thankful of what they freaking have.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-28131785980170886392009-03-11T13:29:00.000-07:002010-07-05T12:59:07.775-07:00Long time no write.It’s been a while since I wrote a proper long blog. Not that most of you would care but to the ones who <strong>actually</strong> have spare time to read my blogs does. Anyway… Hows life? Mine? It’s going alright. Can’t really complain, I mean.. It’s life, you deal with it. You try to fix things if they are broken even though you know it’ll take time. For some you try and heal if you are hurt. And for some, you try to be happy if you’re simply sad.<br /><br />It’s been a pretty busy year so far & for crying out loud it’s only March. Kinda like a roller coaster. Lots of ups & downs, & loopdy loops if you like. Exams are so stressful & don’t even get me started about project deadlines. The only thing that’s keeping me awake about School are my lovely friends. What are friends for? Seriously? I mean, if those lunetics I call friends didn’t exist, I think I’d go nuts. First of all, I’d be a loner if they didn’t exist & second, who’s gonna put up with my crap?<br /><br />Gosh, there are so many things happening right now. If only we had more time to our selves… So we could think more & perhaps arrange our thoughts? (Wow, did I really just say 'arrange our thoughts'?). Maybe start making a plan or something. People say it’s never too late but you never know whats waiting for you at the next turn. I guess what I’m trying to say is, you need to get your act together- if you still haven’t. Coz that’s what I need to do.<br /><br />Well, I’m gonna wrap this up quick coz I dont wanna write some long essay. So, do what you need to do. Take your time but don’t take too much time coz time can go off in a sec.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-39331893962737459452009-02-13T13:07:00.000-08:002010-07-05T12:49:45.472-07:00Streep.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7vUls3Wwqf8tgozC6qJXcCQY-ZO8BPo2sfObVla_aNaOjCEkWuDwX0ULIEwmzaJctMpJWhKTJwpvghfY1E_WtCYS97jQSgzHThQ__yXeJsSERa-OqYostPdVMb-4mwBh_myTdlUEVhcS/s1600/fghfg.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490511264558294210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7vUls3Wwqf8tgozC6qJXcCQY-ZO8BPo2sfObVla_aNaOjCEkWuDwX0ULIEwmzaJctMpJWhKTJwpvghfY1E_WtCYS97jQSgzHThQ__yXeJsSERa-OqYostPdVMb-4mwBh_myTdlUEVhcS/s320/fghfg.bmp" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iqr038wS9fqfiZBIx-PcuX29Q3pCof-iv0FrFue93ri0rBVY8TVUnbJCMUbJqj90nnwfLTZIB2BsR5qeVgVISBH91Smck8IPaZdRGki6HCU4U_L8fksa8QscnhDbZsD1URlriebfGzqc/s1600/fghfg.bmp"></a><br /></div><div>All i have to say is that: I have never been obsessed/admired with a person so badly. She’s simply phenomenal! She is beyond words and simply one of the best. An icon.<br /><br />*If you don’t know who Meryl Streep is, then.. I'm gonna need you to kindly exit my blog and don't talk to my face. After that, go on to GOOGLE and type in Meryl Streep. I'm actually doing <em>you</em> a favour.</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5iqr038wS9fqfiZBIx-PcuX29Q3pCof-iv0FrFue93ri0rBVY8TVUnbJCMUbJqj90nnwfLTZIB2BsR5qeVgVISBH91Smck8IPaZdRGki6HCU4U_L8fksa8QscnhDbZsD1URlriebfGzqc/s1600/fghfg.bmp"></a></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div>Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-79007495866310567882008-12-13T06:01:00.000-08:002010-07-05T12:41:39.552-07:00Sticking togetherWhile writing this blog, I'm talking to my cousin Ate Monette. The more time we spend time together the more we bond and the more we’re getting to know each other. I never really thought that we would be two people who would discuss on what kind of blogs to write. As I’ve said on one of my previous blogs, I never really thought of writing blogs as a… hobby, that was until Ate Monette told me that she’s wrote a couple of blogs. So I read one of them. I’m not gonna go into details but lets just say that that particular blog that I’ve read really touched me. I’m not trying to be corny by the way, even though it'll most probably will come out corny.<br /><br />So anyway, here we are again. Me and Ate Monette on Live Messenger having a normal chat and a certain topic comes to mind- ‘Blog’. Now we’re writing about sticking together which I think is a topic that can cover both sides of happiness and sadness. She speciically said 'no one cries okay'. (We tend to be such cry babies.)<br /><br />For me ‘sticking together’ is like… the rain and the clouds. The rain can’t happen if there were no clouds and if there was no rain the clouds would be pointless. Also it’s like, your eyes and your tears. What’s the point of having eyes when you can’t let a single shed of tear drop from them when you’re sad and that’s all you could do but to cry. You get the point.<br /><br />Me and my family are just like that. When we're all together, it's like there's a bloody festival going on. Like that time when I went back to the Phils. (this year). We would talk until night time and even a power cut wouldn't stop us from being noisy buggers. When ever the power cut would occur, we would make this some sort of noise which spells out “Wuhuyyy!!!”. And then when the power would go back on, we would all scream of happiness. No, I'm serious. We were acting as if we didn't have any neighbours next to us. We were just so freaking loud.<br /><br />So basically, your family is always there whether you want them there or not (hopefully for all of us). That’s the true passion of sticking together. Especially when you need a shoulder to cry on. Like, when you have a problem and you need to talk to someone; that someone could be who ever you want as long you think that they’re the right person to talk to and they’ve stuck by you through thick and thin. Or maybe, when you really need to talk to someone just coz you feel like there’s no hope left on this world. Okay, maybe that’s too major, but you know what I mean. It could just be that you just really need someone to listen to you. I hope you're getting this. Just always think that you have someone there to help you and to stick by you no matter what. There is always someone sticking with us even though we never realize it.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-42205134417271633662008-11-24T09:13:00.000-08:002010-07-05T09:24:33.681-07:00Time does fly.My goodness, time does fly.<br /><br />this morning i was at the bus stop waiting for the usual bus i get, to get to school. & then something hit me (not literally), time’s gone sooo quick. i mean, i have realized it before. but this morning, it made it all clear to me. it was as if only yesterday i was in year 6.<br /><br />everyone says, time goes so quick.. but i feel like the more people say that- the more time <em>does</em> go quick. it's almost christmas again soon, then after christmas- new year! it's as if that one year has only been one whole hour.<br /><br />when i was little, i never thought of going or moving to abroad. i never really thought about future then. all i thought about was playign with my best friend and wave to an aeroplane when ever i would see one pass by. coz back then, i always thought that my mom was in every single one of those aeroplanes.<br /><br />here's the story...<br />since i was 2, my mum moved to aborad to find a better job. and she did, i just had to put up with the fact that i won’t be seing her as often as i could. so then, i got used to my nan (ina-po), cousins, aunties and uncle taking care of me. although, when i was little i never really thought about much. how life goes, how we had to save up money and how your loved ones have to sacrifice for you to get a better life.<br /><br />it's just so fast. i miss the early days, i miss my old classmates, i miss my old school and i miss my lolo & lola (grandparents). <br /><br />i hate it when time just flashes before your eyes, you get this feeling that you’re not satisfied with what just happened. so, quick tip: do what you have to do, be what you want yourselves to be, be happy & just be thankful with what & who you have in your life.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-31005393762267624492008-11-23T06:45:00.000-08:002010-07-05T09:15:45.537-07:00It's not always about sinking to the bottom.in life, you're not always sinking. ofcourse there's good bits. life has it’s ups & downs so just try to live with it. i’m not saying don’t do anything about it but try to keep your reasons into a minimum level.<br /><br />before these past couple of weeks, i never really thought about writing a blog. but one day, me and my family talked online. we got to talking, the usual 'how are you', and then me & ate (sister) monette got to talking about blogs. she asked me if i write my own blogs. i said no, but after reading her blog- ‘the babysitter… bow’, i got to thinking that- writing blogs isn’t just about talking non sense. its about letting people out there know how you specifically feel.<br /><br />anyway, as i was saying. it’s not always about sinking to the bottom. we have commitments, promises and lies. but the truth is, to survive what ever you’re sinking at.. we’re just going to have to be brave & just be adventurous. we can’t always be happy, we have to be sad sometimes- either heartbroken or homesick, we’re just going to have say “i can do this”.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-29579513926081358702008-11-22T18:20:00.000-08:002010-07-05T09:12:06.082-07:00It's not because you have to, it's becausse you need to.there comes a time when you get separated from your loved ones. its either getting separated from the only guy/girl you’ve ever loved and you think there is no chance of you being re-united or being separated from your family and you hardly get to see them again. life really is hard, but i guess we have to live with it. even if you love that person, you’re just going to have to think “things happen for a reason”.<br /><br />i personally do not believe in that saying. why? okay.. who can explain to me to why i didn't even get caught up with my nan before she passed away? i mean i admit i wasn’t the perfect grandaughter, i didn't always did what she wanted me to do but i loved her so much and for one last time i didnt even get to feel the warmth from her hand or her warm comforting words. what was that? karma or was it just how it was really suppose to go? but since then, i never really got my hopes up on anything anymore. i’m telling you this because, my ina-po (nan) was the closest person in my heart and we got separated in 2003. i was so stupid, that back then i told her "ina-po, promise that i would never leave you until God takes you". but did i ever keep that promise? no. because i was the stupid little girl who never really understood what promises meant. i don’t know if us two being separated was how it was meant to be but for goodness sake it was the worst decision ever to come cross my life.<br /><br />you guys might think i’m being such a drama queen, but for once in my life when i had my ina-po that was the time when i actually had someone to catch me without me realizing it. now? i’m separated from my loved ones. to some people, they can really handle being separated to their family, as if its a piece of cake to them. but for me, it's the hardest thing ever. sometimes i think to myself- would have anything changed if i was with them this whole time? sometimes i don't even know what i'm doing with my life anymore. do you know that feeling? it’s like, life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.<br /><br />to those people who got separated from the 'love of their life', the feeling is completely different. you'll start to ask questions like 'what if everything changes?', 'is it suppose to be like this?', 'what if there isn’t a happy ending to my story?' those kind of questions are the ones that hurt. but we have to face the fact that life isn’t always about having a laugh or finding your perfect prince charming or spending time with your loved ones all the time. one day you're gonna have to let go of them but don’t let them get far away that you can’t feel them anymore. let them get separated from you but don’t let them go which will lead to a tragic ending. we have to learn from our mistakes and move on. because if we don’t move on and be strong with what has happened, we’re never going to get our happy ending.<br /><br />now, whenever i make a promise- i keep it.Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-20920009004789900832008-09-11T08:44:00.000-07:002010-07-05T08:59:56.848-07:00A new day, a new startThey all say that a ‘new day’ is a ‘new start’. To me all days are the same. I guess the only time a new day is a new start to me is when i know I’m about to go onto an adventure.<br />Although, for other people: their life is always an adventure. Not that I'm jealous, but don't you just get that feeling when you want that feeling too? Or maybe, you wish that something would change in your life.. Maybe a big surprise? Who knows?<br /><br />Oprah. I’m sure you all know who she is. If you don't, then what have you been doing all your existence? Anyway, because she's so famous and incredibly rich, I’m sure that everyday is a new start to her. She’s such a talented and lucky person. Fact: She got famous because she landed a job in radio while still in high school and began co-anchoring the local evening news at the age of 19. That was what started her of! She didn't just sit her ass down, in one corner and day dreamed all the time of what could actually happen in her life, but she actually did something to make <strong>it</strong> happen. Even though she didn’t have an easy life, and sh'es had unpleasant things happen to her, she stood up on her feet and moved on. Now she’s so successful, she can change you on to a different race if she wanted. Well, maybe not. But she's won academy awards and she has her own very famous talk show “The Oprah Winfrey Show”.<br /><br />A lot of things can happen in one persons life, it doesn't matter if you're rich or poor. We're all different. Lemme ask you this... What do you actually want to happen in your life?Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-6218263647160884312008-08-11T06:01:00.000-07:002010-07-05T08:44:12.587-07:00It's hard sometimesIt's hard sometimes to be away from your loved ones. Not even sometimes, all the time. You know that feeling when you're really happy because you know they're just right there next to you. Literally. But I don't feel that anymore. Because I’m in a place sooo far away I can’t even ask for a simple hug.<br />I moved to London, and most of my family are in the Philippines. Some in Italy, America and other places. I always believed in the saying- “even though they’re far apart, they’re still there for you.” But it's still difficult. It really is hard when you're far from each other. I miss those days where we would just hang out, hurt each other- physically and be super duper loud even if we're just next to each other. Those were some good times, right then.<br />They’re always telling me that its for the best, that it's for my own good being here. I guess it is but I look at it in a different way sometimes. It doesn't matter, we have to be strong and that’s what I’m trying to do. I guess all I can do is try to bare with it. After all, even though they're far away from me, they’re still in my heart. (Is it corny?)Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7207171305451663001.post-75309114433623366222008-06-28T09:08:00.000-07:002010-07-05T13:22:41.833-07:00Ummm... Yeah.Okay. So I’ve decided, as it’s been ages since I wrote my last blog… I thought I should write up a new one. Doesn’t matter what it’s about. Could be about any mumbo-jumbo crap that pops into my head.<br /><br />Well, it’s my summer vacation and it’s going pretty alright so far. Although a friendship chain has been broken a few weeks ago but hey, that’s life. I mean, you learn who your true friends are and who you’re enemies are going to be. Maybe enemy is a strong word but I think you guys know what I’m saying. One word of advice: Chose your friends carefully, make sure they ain’t gonna turn out to be such assholes and make sure they know how to apologise in life. There are a few people out there who doesn’t know what the meaning of ’sorry’ means. You can call me old fashioned, but I prefer a person would apologise to me if they've done something wrong. Anyway, my point is there are people out there who will not have the balls to do so coz they're so high up on their pride. They probably think that you’re the one in the wrong and they have done nothing wrong to desserve the crap you’re giving them. I don’t think they realize ‘little’ things such as apologising can make a big difference.<br /><br />I think that’s the only thing I can think of to write about. Nothing else is kinda popping into this little head of mine at the moment. So aren’t you lucky?<br /><br />So, I wanna wish everyone a good week, take care and live your life. ;]Philbabe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537938695929983440noreply@blogger.com0