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the wallflower
Wallflower (wall·flow·er)
Definition
- One who does not participate in the activity at a social event because of shyness or unpopularity.
- A lady at a ball, who, either from choice, or because not asked to dance, remains a spectator.
As the term suggests, I shy away from a lot of things, parties and balls/dances being top 1 and top 2 respectively.
I'm a small girl you won't probably notice in a crowd. On top of that, I'm a natural klutz, the holder of a seemingly record-breaking list of misplaced items, an amateur anything, and an over-thinker who oftentimes lets her head rule her heart.
I'm still normal okay, don't get me wrong. haha... I'm a kid at heart who is easily pleased with simple things. One who carries a pinch of optimism, a tinkling of charm, and loads of laughs. I'm still trying to find my place in this vast expanse, but I'm having tons of fun along the way.
I'll find that light someday, I'm sure! But for now, I'll slow things down a bit and enjoy the ride.
My life's not the most spectacular thing that you'll come across, but it's worth a look :)
my a-z
A aqua
B baking, books, broadway
C Canon 50D
D dancing, David Archuleta, DLSU, doodles, DS Lite
E E71, elephants
F fencing (foil), Filipina, Freeway
G GLEEk
H HTML/CSS
I -
J June 10
K Kamiseta, Kostka QC
L Latter-day Saint (Mormon), lime green
M Malteasers
N Nancy Drew, necklaces
O OC
P pasta, piano, Psychology major
Q Quezon City
R -
S See's Rum Nougat, shrimp, singing (theatrical amateur), single, sour candies, spicy food, Stitch
T taekwondo black belt, traveling, Trumpets Playshopper, turtles
U -
V -
W Walt Disney, Warheads, Wicked (the musical), white thick-rimmed glasses
X
Y -
Z Zours
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Friday, March 28, 2008, 9:19 PM
First off, I have a new phone! It's a Nokia 5310. I looooove it so much! I already have a new number too. I'm a Sun subscriber now. I'm still trying to get everyone's numbers again. Hassle, but I think it's gonna be fun even though I have to tell the story of how my phone got stolen over and over. haha... Acads. Don't ask, because I'm not telling. As usual, 3rd term is a CURSE. Friends. I've made a lot of new people, most of which were just acquaintances though. Kate Baticulon and Alvin Zablan are two of those who I've been getting to know a lot because of our rides with David to and from Taft. I've known Kate since November 2007, but it's only now that I get to really talk to her. There's Mon Escalona and Reg Baticulon (Kate's older brother) too. Super laugh trip pag kasama namin sila sa kotse! Oh and the reason why I'm always riding with them is because lately, I've been a total klutz with my things, and I keep forgetting a lot things at home, even the keys to my dorm. haha... And fine, nothing beats going home no matter how tiring the trip gets.
Fencing. *big grin* I'm a Foilist now! Right now, I feel very happy about my decision, but this is not what I felt when Coach Ramil asked me to join the Foil team. When he gave me the words "magfoil ka na lang", I immediately said "sige coach". I've wanted to be a Foilist for so long, and now the opportunity comes without me even expecting it. Coach Ramil then told me to tell Coach Galo. This is where I started thinking. How was I supposed to tell Coach Galo? And was it really worth it after all the money and time I've spent on training with the Sabre team? In the end, I thought that maybe it would be worth it. After all, what's a little more time going back to square one compared to a whole lifetime wondering if I'd have ever been better off using a blade I really wanted?
Love Life. Still, I don't have one (harhar), but I do have a new crush. haha! I've finally gotten over nener, thank goodness. I don't think I want to talk about how or why this happened though. Let's call the new guy SG for now (I have a feeling my friends will give a better one). I don't know him personally, but I've seen him around school a lot. A lot of my friends know him, but sadly, I don't. I like him a lot, so much that I keep saying "he's so cute" every time he's being talked about. Or maybe I just missed saying my crush is cute, because almost always, he isn't. haha... I really wish one of my friends would introduce me to SGeeeee!
Anyway, I just HAD TO blog even if my eyes and my mind oppose. I'm sorry if this entry seems so sabaw and mixed up. mhaha... I miss blogging a lot. I'd probably have all the time in the world to blog on summer though. Vacation's just a week away! My agenda? Driving school, MYC (hopefully as a committee member), Baguio (finally after years) team building with the fencing team, and maybe summer training. Hmm... Looks like I'll be busier than I thought.
Oh well... Good night!
Labels: reality check
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Jenn A.
Monday, March 17, 2008, 9:44 AM
My dad, my two brothers, and I got back from Church at around 12 like we do every Sunday. My mom wasn’t with us because she has to attend a meeting in Church, so we went home ahead. I usually bring my Church bag up with me to my room when I change, but this Sunday, our couch downstairs seemed to be calling “sleep on me” that I dozed off for a while. I was called up for lunch, so I left my bag and my sandals downstairs and decided to bring them up and change after I ate.
I forgot about my bag and my sandals until I got up to my room. I was really sleepy and was too lazy to go down two floors, so I decided to put off getting my bag and sandals (even dressing up) until I woke up from my nap.
Big mistake. When I woke up, I looked for my phone and saw my bag already in the living room (second floor). I figured my mom might have brought it up from the guest room (first floor) when she got back from Church. When I opened it, the contents of my bag were messed up. My phone wasn’t there either. I tried remembering if I took it out of my bag, but I clearly remember not taking it out. I borrowed my lola’s phone and dialed my number. What I heard next made me want to faint – SUBSCIBER CANNOT BE REACHED. Oh no. I NEVER turn off my phone, nor go anywhere with it on low battery. I asked my mom if she saw my phone, and told her that it was missing from my bag. Usually, my mom would give me an ordinary “no”, but this time, she seemed a bit worried and stern. I went back up and searched everywhere, and after giving up, my mom told me something that left me pale-faced.
When she got back from Church, she saw that the door was left ajar, and the contents of my bag were scattered in the guest room. She just put everything back in my bag and brought it to the second floor. My mom knows I never leave a mess behind, so we concluded that my phone got stolen. What’s worse is that the robbery happened INSIDE our house.
I started crying when I realized what just happened. Think of it – a robbery inside the comfort of my very own home. To think I was telling my Dad just last Saturday how much I loved my phone no matter how old and rickety it is. I’ve had that phone for three years, and have no plans of changing it at all even if it does have a lot of problems and I’ve dropped it numerous times. I even told him that it’s going to be with me for many years, and now it’s gone.
I don’t ever leave things on the first floor except for shoes. I even carry my laptop and bag full of clothes no matter how sick I am. The temporary guard wasn’t there either, it was his day-off. Of all days, why today? Aside from the worry caused by the loss of all my contacts, messages, pictures, and personal notes there was another worry that I was overcome with – our family’s security. Now that this happened, there’s no telling if this robber would be back. If this person would be back, would we be as lucky to lose just one cellphone?
On the positive side, I’m thankful it was just my phone that got stolen. My money and earrings (which sentimental value being what I wore during my debut) were still in my bag, and nothing else in the house got stolen. As the saying goes, things happen for a reason, and I think I know what this reason is. The theft happened sometime between 12-3, right before my mom got back from Church. If the robber didn’t see my phone immediately, this person might have taken more time to look for something to steal, and my mom might have caught up with him/her inside the house. If the robber saw my mom, who knows what could have happened? I wouldn’t want to think the worst anymore, but that goodness it was just my phone. Also, losing a phone means the coming of a brand new one, so I think you know what I’m thinking. I guess it wasn’t all that bad. It could have been worse, after all.
Starting now, we will ALWAYS lock the door as long as there’s no one keeping watch on the door. Meaning, the door will remain locked even with a permanent guard on duty. My mom will give all of us our own key to the main door so that we can lock and unlock the door when needed. It’s a small sacrifice compared to what could happen in case another robbery happened again.
So what did I learn? I learned that even in our quiet neighborhood, our family’s still vulnerable to thefts. I learned that I have to keep my valuables where I can easily see them. I learned never to rely on my phone alone – I have to keep hard copies of everything important stored in my phone, especially the contacts. I learned how far my parents would go to keep our family safe (trust me, having our own key to the main door wasn’t the most drastic measure they thought of for security). In short, I learned to be more careful.
These are indeed desperate times. Think of the risk this person put in entering private property. Let this serve as a reminder to all of us to never let our guard down. We may not always be as lucky.
To the person who stole my phone, please take care of it. Mamamatay na yan, kaya gawin mo makakaya mo para tumagal pa buhay niyan. You picked the wrong phone to steal, you’d be better off buying a new one that having mine repaired. Sana man lang tinira mo yung sim card ko, tatak La Salle pa naman yun. You have my phone now, so please STAY AWAY FROM MY FAMILY, YOU JERK. Labels: erase from memory
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Jenn A.
Sunday, March 02, 2008, 12:24 AM
The Bottom LineSometimes it's hard for you to hear the truth -- today it will be hard to tell it.
In Detail Sometimes it's hard for you to hear the truth. Then again, sometimes (like today), it is even harder for you to tell someone else the truth! But honesty is essential, especially in this relationship. So buck up and do what needs to be done. Whenever a difficult conversation needs to happen, a face-to-face conversation is required. You can't deliver bad news in an email -- it will only add salt to whatever wound your words could inflict.
Oh my, that certainly rang a bell. With all the things that happened last week, I don't know what to think. Let's just say something I feared would happen already has happened, one related to my horoscope. I'm not making any sense now am I? So let me explain. If you're lucky, you'll be able to view the Jenn Diagram (Venn Diagram) in my multiply. It's exclusive to selected friends only, specifically to those who I grant the permission to laugh at me. haha... Anyway. This little "masterpiece" of mine has caused me major embarrassment during the past week. It was to be seen by only a few eyes, but unfortunately, I wasn't careful enough to get past the quick, prowling eyes of my coaches. NAKAKAHIYA. Also, it was after this mishap that I found out how much word about me liking the guy in the Jenn Diagram has gotten around. ME: *grabs laptop*R: Ah yan, alam ko na yan. Wag mo na itago.ME: HA?! I don't remember telling you. How'd you find out?R: Hello, issue na kaya yan.ME: Saan?!R: Sa team!Oh man. I gotta learn to keep my mouth shut, pronto. This was not what I dreaded most though. It's that the guy asked a common friend about this issue. To cut the crap, he knows. Part of the story at least. I figured that he's not going to believe our common friend. Too much of this issue has gotten around the team for him to believe whatever defense this friend might say. He already knows part of what's going on. He'll surely find out the whole story, if not now, eventually. Thing is, it won't be coming from me. So now what? No, I won't go up to him and say "hey, I like you" to his face. No, I won't stage an act for my friends to "accidentally" spill the beans just to kill my paranoia. Instead, I'll do nothing and let whatever should happen, well, happen. It's no big deal anyway. I'd prefer that those who knew just kept denying, but I guess that's not gonna happen. Asa. haha... Of course, I wouldn't deny it if he asked me though. But so what if I like him, right? It's not as if I'd court him and shower with flowers and flattering gestures. Like I said, wag siyang mag-alala, di ko siya liligawan. Labels: horoscopes, mark my heart
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Jenn A.
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the life list
Here's a list of things I want to do with my life. Hopefully, I'll be able to make most of these happen. I'll add more things as I come up with ideas.
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