
Mery Christmas!!

Sugar Rush
I've been listening to Sugar Rush by A*teens but this feeling amused me (lol). Bringing back my childhood :X
And I don't wanna fight it
I start to blush
You are my sugar rush
Ain't nothing better, baby
Is it for real or maybe?
You are my sugar rush
I start to blush
I got a sweet tooth
And a taste for you
And it might be too obvious but
I (I) I can't help myself from what I do
Oh well...
The end of my childhood :D

They say don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
Better late than never eh? Watched the last part of the movie last year but i wasn't able to published my draft on my old blog. As I saw There's No Place Like Hogwarts fanpage. I lurked at their page and decided to update my blog :) so here it goes :D :D :D :D
Though I'm sad and you're probably thinking i am a basket case for getting this emotional about HP, I guess i can find solace in the fact that i Know few years from now, I'll be able to introduce harry and the rest of the character to my future children and they can grow up with him as i did and my boyfrie doesn't like that idea BUT I LIKE IT A LOT AHHAAH
41st and counting...

He inspires me, gives me confidence, and helps me to view things in a new way. He’s the rational, insightful part of my brain that I’ve never been able to fully access.
We’re moving forward in our relationship and it’s one of the most thrilling things I’ve ever experienced. This year is going to bring so many new experiences, and I am truly honored to share them with him.
A Cocoon

they come and go......
I think if I've learned anything about friendship, it's to hang in, stay connected, fight for them, and let them fight for you. Don't walk away, don't be distracted, don't be too busy or tired, don't take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life and faith together. Powerful stuff.
kawaii!!!
Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.
Reality
Recently I’ve found myself bogged down in the real world. All my head space has been taken up by thoughts on money, my education, my job, what my choices are for the future, my relationship, my friendships and all the petty drama that surrounds day-to-day life. It’s all worry, worry, worry, and few of the things I worry about are things I can actually control right now. I don’t know if I’ll make it through my degree and graduate, but If I’ll give all my best I know I can, I don’t know if I can be a good teacher to my future student, or what kind of job I’ll have, and I don’t know if my relationship with my boyfriend will last in the long-term; these are simply wait and see things that I can’t figure out now. I make myself so unhappy thinking and worrying about all these things. My brain seems to take this as a signal to suddenly start shouting every problem I have, expecting a solution where there are none.
I used to be such a dreamer. My favorite pastime was daydreaming. I was constantly told I was too much inside my head; but I liked it there, I was happy. Is it that the older you get, the less you live in your own world and are forced to live in the real one, the less happy you are?I just realize today that i am a REAL DREAMER, that this is what makes me happy, that’s how long its been since I’ve let myself relax and just imagine whatever makes me happy; to see my life positively. Because most of the time I am steeped in the reality, which seems to only be stress and struggle, and quite mundane.
But now I remember it doesn’t have to be like that, I can sit back, close my eyes, and create the life I want to have, experience things out of my reach right now. Even just the thought of going to my own made up life for just a little while has lifted my spirit. Sometimes I guess all you can do is tell yourself that the worries you have can’t be helped right now, and retire to a good daydream, filled with hope and happiness.
HAPPY NEW YEAR
It’s the last day of 2011 & I can’t believe the year went by so quickly. Looking back on this year, I can say this year was filled with massive progress for me. As the year approaches to an end, it is the time of the year where once again, we are inevitably drawn to reflect on the events of previous year.
Like every year, some unfortunate incident happened, I made wrong decisions, I cried, I hurt, argue with my parents, lost my temper, quarrel with my close friends and did so many things that I am not proud of. But, there’s no reason for me to dwell on the negative part of my 2011. I just want to leave them behind and carry the learning’s they taught me as I enter 2012. More than anything, I am grateful for good health and the miracle that is life. There are so many thoughts running around my head. So many things waiting in the New Year. Will I be ready for them? Am a stronger, whole, and anticipating what is yet to come? It is a great comfort to know I am loved. That God has been so generous with his arms wide open so I can burrow in them in laughter and in tears. Every triumph, no matter how big or small and even when so many questions are still begging for answers, I know there is a reason for everything.
As I enter 2012, I know it will be full of challenges and trials, I guess my work will be more demanding and stressful along with school schedule that made my life miserable this year but I am ready to accept and face them all. Who knows what 2012 hold in store for me? For all I know I have HIM in me. I just always need to be strong and will say: “I’M READY!”
contemplating

Few days ago, i gave my self a time to contemplate the past event of my life. Unwanted and unforgettable memories flashes back. Then i realized that we sometimes paint picture with our own mind. We form images that conform with our experiences, the depth and sometimes the pain of the insightful compel us to reflect on how they have touched our lives. The pain is insignificant but the consciousness is not. A lost love, a broken promises, an endless search or perhaps a cry in the dark. Pain has a way of telling us how human we are. Of how weak and strong we truly are. Well, it doesn't mean that my life is full of pain.. But i learned that life isn't all about pain. Life too offers sweetness.an endless embrace, or a simple get together with our loved once or friend. Joy has a way of affirming the rainbows in our eyes. Experiences teach us the hope and despair that we all encounter and sometimes confront. The realization that we learn to appreciate them are the thing that make us go on. We live in a hope that our lives will have meaning and fulfillment and lesson that we learn along the way are embedded in our lives are told by the images of our experiences. The richness or despondency of our lives is manifested by the picture of our past,present and future. We remember and learn. We experience and grow. We hope and we live. Life is to short right? Too short to be wasted they say and i used to believe on that but i still hope and believe to have a bizarre longevity. A long fantastic life ahead of me along with my family,friends and loved once. I just let god guide my way as i am planning to expand my horizon when the right time comes. Life was not meant to be wasted. Life was and is meant to be experienced
Have you ever?
short rant
The mystery of TOBI
Tobi is a Zetsu clone Sometime before the 3rd great ninja war, The real Madara gave Nagato the Rinnegan(1). Madara then had white Zetsu copy him(2), just before the real Madara died. This zetsu clone became tobi; he had all the attributes of Madara, even his face(3). Tobi planned to use Nagato's Rinne Tensei for himself(4). When Kabuto summoned the real Madara, Tobi was scared and angry; he questioned where kabuto found it (implying that Tobi hid Madara's body)(5). Even though Tobi planned for the real Madara to be revived anyways, he was angry because Kabuto would have control of the revived Madara(6). When the real Madara was revived, he was not at all surprised, and he assumed that Nagato revived him, as if he planned it(7). (1) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v54/c509/4.html (2) - http://naruto.wikia.com/wiki/Substitute_Technique (3) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v44/c404/2.html (4) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v48/c453/17.html (5) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v52/c490/4.html (6) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v55/c520/13.html (7) - http://www.mangafox.com/manga/naruto/v59/c559/2.html
random rant
I am not all the way through the discomfort, yet. I still find myself naturally wanting to hide some parts of myself, in certain situations. I still find myself denying the truth of my own experience in an effort to greater fit in. Though I know this mask is ill-fitting, it is what I am used to wearing and to go out into the world without that mask is to experience life in a different way. A new and strange way. However, I am far enough through the discomfort to recognize that this is, simply, the process of coming out for me. I am far enough through the discomfort to understand that it is not discomfort with my identity, but rather with the sense that I am exposed, and this discomfort will go away as I become more comfortable exposing my reality.And in learning to accept and process the discomfort, I am finding within myself the power to be comfortable with myself. To interact with the world from a place of security. To feel as if the emotional structures I build are no longer houses of cards, but rather castles with strong foundations. To sit, calmly, and know that I am who I am and that is enough.Putting on makeup will not change that. Binding will not change that. Both of those are tools I can use to make myself look however I want to look on a given day, but they are not things that are necessary in order for me to feel that I present honestly, anymore. Because I am learning to love who I am inside and, in large part, disregard what I look like on the outside. My body is merely a shell, a home to decorate as I see fit, for the presence that is uniquely me.I’m still growing.
I’m still learning. I’m still stripping away layers of crap that has been dumped on me, and layers of defenses I’ve built haphazardly in my quest for self-protection. I still need to hear that the people I care about are proud of me. That they’re behind me. That they believe in me. I still need direction, sometimes, and a sounding board. For all that I’ve grown, I’m still only twenty two years old, and that is not really very old. I’m still unsure of a lot. And that’s okay.
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