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Ok, so i made a new story entitled "OH LOOK A DOG"

Here's the trailer


BANNER


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STORYLINE:
Prince Travis and Carina hates each other so much, the kept quarreling ever single day. The kingdom where they live tries to endure this scene everyday but Carina's evil twin sister can't stand it anymore.

She casts a spell on both of them, sending them away to a different world, in a different body, the body of a dog.

They both searched for their bodies, as they did they met Andrea, someone who could actually understand them. Andrea actually keeps their bodies in her house, where she lives alone. This is because her dogs turned into human beings one night.

Carina and Travis learned that they need to work together in order to make the two used to be dogs fall inlove with each other, this is the only way they could get their bodies back.

Claire, the dog that has Carina's body, likes Trevor, the dog inside Travis' body. Problem is, Trevor doesn't like Carina.

Will they ever be back in their own body?

Can Andrea actually help them? When she has problems of her own. Stalker. Yule, also known as Andrea's tail, is this person that has one big crush on Andrea. But All Andrea want is for him to leave her alone.

Will they ever have a fairytale ending? Or will everything end as nightmare? Find out in OH LOOK A DOG! :)

SO there.. I'll reply to everyone's comments tomorrow, and i'll post the themesong of this fanfic tomorrow too.. Plus maybe, since I've already watched HSM 3, I might post a review about it too. Hopefully, I could also watch twilight. So there.. Kinda sleepy now.. I'll edit this tomorrow..

(lol.. i love the word tomorrow.. redundant..) 2 Comments

Short hair is love! As long as it grows back again, seriously.

Ok, so I just had a haircut last 2 weeks but I got tired of my full bangs, so there. My hair grows back really fast, I think it's because all the nutrients I get from the food I eat goes to my hair. Happy.

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It seems like I don't know them anymore, yet I really do. After being separated this senior year, our group didn't really fade away, yet sometimes I'm just not interested in anything anymore. But you know what's really complicated? It's that even if I say I don't care, I do and even if I say I do, sometimes I just don't. OK, don't kill me if I gave you headache, let's just look at the positive side of things, both of us now have a headache. Happy people.

She's a cry baby, she really is. She cries every single day, for as far as I remember that girl won't stop crying, she must drink a lot of water. She can cry barells of tears for such a stupid reason, like when she said she got a low grade when it was actually high. Her classmates seems to have given up on her, since the last time she cried, which was today, nobody crowded her anymore. It could either be so she could breathe properly or maybe they just got tired of seeing her cry. it's stupid, yet it's pretty normal.

She's a lunatic, she really is. She sings alone in the streets and laugh for no reason. Yet, I think she got most of that from me. I'm insane but now she seems to have started the crazy people trend, I mean she's really insane, no joke. Since now I'm often together with her, because we're classmates, sometimes I feel like our personalities are already alike. No, no, no, I'm different but she's just indifferent. o_O Yet it's still abnormally normal.

She's noisy, she's too proud, I hate it. She keeps on saying bad things about me, yet she keeps on praising me. I don't get it. She's a spoiled brat! Everytime I'm supposed to scream at her, she suddenly becomes nice, talk about instant transformation. Yet, she's like that, it can't easily be changed.

She's her assistant, but I see her more of the cry baby's servant. Whenever her master cries she's the one that fixes her bag, carries her bag, practically do everything. I'm glad my underdog days are over, but now that it is, they just realized that I look like a dog, I DON'T LOOK LIKE A DOG! Anyway, It's obvious that the so-called boss had already stepped down and became the so-called maid. How sad.

She's, um, weird? ok, maybe not so. But she's obsess with killing, erm, curing people. How could she love blood, needles, operations and brains. o_O I'm scared of that! But then again, she'll probably be a proffesional doctor in the future. The girl has talent in that field.

So this "Shes" are my friends, group of friends, it may seem like I have a lot of things against them but that's what I like about them, I think. Friends accept friends for whoever they are, I accept them, even if they are sometimes annoying. I'm still here for them because if it wasn't for them I would be who I am today, ok maybe they are not the whole reason but atleast they are part of it. 3 Comments

I won, I can't believe it.

Yesterday, October 17 2008, the division level started. Every high school from Quezon City joined this event. It was a big honor to win in such event. In the feature writing category, out of I think 100 feature writers, I was a part of the top 10, 9Th to be exact. This achievement is something I only had in my dreams, competing against big schools such as PISAY and many other schools, I felt great.

I never thought my dream, my goal, my want and need would come true in a blink of an eye. I worked hard for it, I exerted a lot of effort and missed a lot of lectures and classes along the way. Yet everything was worth it, everything fell into place, I'm so happy. I used to be invisible, but now everything changed, weird.

It was an unexpected win, since in our district presscons, I never won anything. They said the reason was because I have an ugly handwriting, which I agree on. But along the way, as I keep on losing, I started to think "Was it really because of my handwriting? Or am I just not good enough?". I mean, I lose when everyone else won. That was against only 5-7 schools. But on the back of my mind, I thought "I was in the wrong category". My teacher keeps on insisting I take up editorial, when my heart is in feature writing. But I'm glad I didn't took feature writing 1st, because if I would have won before, there's a possibility that I would lose today. I won because I want to achieve, I want to take revenge against failure, I won because I hated losing again and again.


God truly has a purpose in everything, I so happy today, It's hard to comprehend my feelings. From the way my eyes went big, the way I walked up to the stage, the way way I took the certificate to the way I went back to sit, I remember everything. I reminiscenced everything, the time I cried from losing and the time I smiled because of winning. I thank God for everything.

Yet after all the things that happened, I felt humble. My feet is still planted on the ground, I still have a long way to go. Since I won, I would work even harder to have a position in the regionals. Please, pray for me. ^_________^

(I'll post pics once they are available..)

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oh yeah.. Mia gave me this award..

Rules:
1. Put the logo on your blog.
2. Add a link to the person who awarded it to you.
3. Link 10 other bloggers whom you wanted to share this award to.
4. Give a reason why you consider that person’s blog cool.

Thanks Mia!

My turn! I think these people's blogs are cool:
Andi, Dei, Eunice, Francesca, Janelle,Jh3n, Khai, Meg, Xyla, Yasmin


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EDITED:
found this through the net.. I thought it was nice so here..

This is a beautiful message that was shared by a little girl…who loved it to be shared amongst all of us who loves to smile:

There once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with cupcakes, several cans of root beer and started on his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he saw an elderly woman. She was sitting on a park bench watching the pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed the lady looked hungry so he offered her a cupcake. She gratefully accepted and smiled at him. Her smile was so wonderful that he wanted to see it again, so he offered a root beer as well. Once again she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling without saying a word.

As it began to grow dark, the boy realized how tired he was and wanted to go home. He got up to leave but before he had gone no more than a few steps, he turned around and ran back to the old woman, giving her a big hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy arrived home his Mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked, What has made you so happy today. He replied, “I had lunch with God. Before his mother could respond he added, you know what She’s got the most beautiful smile in the whole world!”

Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face. He asked, Mother, what has made you so happy today She replied, I ate cupcakes in the park with God. And before her son could reply, she added, “You know, he is much younger than I expected”.

Too often we under estimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring; all of which have the potential to turn life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime….

beautiful right? ^_^ 5 Comments

1st of all, I'm sorry for all those who asked me to link them up and yet I haven't, I'll add you all up once I have time. Hectic schedule, tired body, stressed eyes and yes, eye bags.
I'll also reply to comments later on.

Also, I've received an award from Mia, I'll post it after this post. ^_^

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As you can see, I'm just writing to keep my blog alive. (LIVE I TELL YOU! LIVE!) Today is the district presscon, I've entered two categories, feature writing and sports writing (yes, i said so before that it was actually editorial, I switched), this my dears gave my hands a memory it can never forget. None stop writing for 3 hours and more made my hands sore. T_______________T


Anyway, feature writing was the best, the spokesperson was no other than Mr, erm, Ms. Danton Remoto. He, I mean she, is a really funny yet very clever, I love his witty remarks, here are some of it.

You can find the Manila zoo in our high school faculty, one teacher proves that Charles Darwin's law of evolution is indeed correct.

Well, as we all know it isn't correct, God made us, we did not come from apes, who would want to be an ape? But man, that cracked me up!

There's another one, but sadly I forgot what it was. T_______________T

Another speaker was Kara David, she was indeed pretty, one thing that she emphasised to us was the word "MALASAKIT" which means compassion in English.

Here's a statement I could not forget...

Young journalist would probably say that they want to be journalist to serve their country, but no, they can serve their country even if they aren't journalist. To tell you the truth, I too want to show off by saying that, but the real reason why I took up masscom was because my group of friends were masscom student and because there are alot of cute guys in masscom.

LOL! I laughed. Cute guys huh? Speaking of cute, I saw atleast 3 chinky eyed guy there. So happy! XD
Well, of course she was kidding, true it may be but as she continues I found that she is doing this because someone need to do it. Someone needs to show the world what is really happening. It may be hard work but the people in her coverage have an even more difficult life.

As for sports writing, I rushed things up. 30 minutes to write and nothing else. Since I came there at 3:00pm (NOTE: 3:00pm means times up, program is over.), This is why my right hand is sore. It made wish I could also write on my left hand. T____________T

The reason why I was late because I was also late in feature writing, I was late because we ate too slow. Yes, really slow. We, meaning, my classmates and I. Since all of us were in a double category, they didn't continue on their next category, I was stubborn, I still gave it a shot.

Awarding will be this friday, may God's will be done, pray for me, Ok? ^__________^ Thanks and that's all. I'm freakin' tired, Imma go to sleep now. Night! 0 Comments

I took this handwriting analysis thing and this is my results..

Gia Allana has difficulty making decisions. Her mind changes constantly. She lives in an emotional tug of war. Gia Allana could be described like a thermometer. Today warm and friendly, yet tomorrow she may be distant and cold, not wanting to be close to anyone.

Some research indicates that people with a severe variety in the slant of their handwriting have an inability to tolerate sugar and are suffering the side-effects of too much sugar in their diet. If moods swings are a reoccurring issue, investigate the diet.

If Gia Allana encounters a situation she cannot handle she frequently pulls into herself. She feels her emotions are secure if she is withdrawn. When she has solved the problem she can be very outgoing and again need other people's companionship. Some see Gia Allana as very moody, but it it would be more accurate to say she has two complete personalities that she chooses depending on the circumstance. This type of person is often hard to understand because no one knows what personality she is exhibiting today. She may not be bothered by something one minute, then the next minute become upset at the same thing. It is very difficult to pin down Gia Allana's emotional expressiveness.

This is true. Schizophrenia? LOL. Not so, but I do have two different personalities. Saying this, kinda freaks me out. I really am moody and my emotions are often too strong, I mean when I'm happy, I'm really happy. When I'm sad, I'm totally down-on-the-dumps depressed! I guess I'm really hard to deal with, how stubborn.

People that write very large tend to be very social and friendly. It seems Gia Allana has this type of writing. This indicates a need for people and a particular natural ability to socialize and be the life of the party. Now, if Gia Allana also has specific fears (like fear of criticism or fear of trust) then she will deny she is the life of the party, because fear has overcome her natural inclination to be social. People with large handwriting tend to be effective at anything that requires interaction with lots of people. she is a people person.

Yeah! I love social events, I love meeting new people and going to new places. But I can't. My mom won't allow me to just go anywhere I want. How sad. And as much as I say I love criticism, I actually fear it. I hate to admit it but I do. I hate fear, I try to overcome fear.

Gia Allana is sensitive to criticism about her ideas and philosophies. She will sometimes worry what people will think if she tells them what she believes in. This doesn't mean she won't talk, or that she feels ashamed. It merely means she is sensitive to what others think, regarding her beliefs.

As I said, I am odd. I really am, I'm carefree on the outside but really deep on the inside. I'm afraid of what other people might think but I still try to be myself.

Gia Allana is secretive. She has secrets which she does not wish to share with others. She intentionally conceals things about herself. She has a private side that she intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in her past.

It's a secret I can't tell! Only few people will half of the story and only God will know everything. I try to refrain from taking about my past, I often hide myself if I need to. I dream of so many things, yet not everyone knows about this dream, even my best friend. Only God, me and somehow, my family knows about it.

In reference to Gia Allana's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Gia Allana slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.

She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Gia Allana can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.

I often carry a Pen and a ball pen, just in case I something unusual happens, I will write that down on pen.

Gia Allana's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Gia Allana that she wasn't a great and beautiful person, and she believed them. Gia Allana also has a fear that she might fail if she takes large risks. Therefore she resists setting her goals too high, risking failure. She doesn't have the internal confidence that frees her to take risks and chance failure. Gia Allana is capable of accomplishing much more than she is presently achieving. All this relates to her self-esteem. Gia Allana's self-concept is artificially low. Gia Allana will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because she is afraid that if she makes a change, it might get worse. It is hard for Gia Allana to plan too far into the future. She kind of takes things on a day to day basis. She may tell you her dreams but she is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud she speaks, look at her actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Gia Allana is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.

I am shy, I do have a low self esteem, but I don't lack confidence. Ironic it may seem, I always do my best in everything. I struggle to get out of this sticky situation. yes, I often say I love and embrace change and I do. I sometimes fear it, but I do love it. That explains why I'm moody, moody people are easily bored and needs change. Someone did once say that I'm no good, not really by words but the way they looked down on me. My, revenge will be sweet, not to that person but to myself. In every failure, I will ac hive as revenge. I do live day by day but that is because I want to improve myself everyday. I do plan for my future but right now, I would rather live each day to the fullest. I've been to the point where I've time travelled and live in the future, it didn't work, I just can't fast forward myself. From that day on, I made a decision, I will live for today to create a smile tomorrow, LOL. Inside, I am lacking but I will never show that side of me. I will continue to be a strong fighter. As I said, I have 2 personalities and my outgoing side shines more. I remember when I told other people that I really am shy, no one believed me. T____________T

so there.. to know yours just click this... the results are amazing...
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ABOUT MY DAY
Just now, i read a blog entry from Dei... The one with pics and text that shows how much other people are suffering. Right now, I just realized that self pity didn't do me any good. It gave me low self esteem for the time being which affected my speech recital today. It was all through, since my grade was 19/25 knowing that I probably stopped every sentence and even have a take 2. And my teachers remarks about me were pretty good, she even said I have a good pronunciation of words, good choice of words and the like, which really surprised me. It uplifted my spirit thinking that the score doesn't matter anymore, all that matters is that people appreciated my speech. I'm happy. Although I feel bad since it's the same thing that happened to me last year, I hope I can make up for this.

Just now I helped my friend design the history club's bulletin board, I told her about my current situation and the fact that some people are thinking too much of their problems, don't they know my problems are bigger then theirs? Shh.. But then, thinking about what I've said, I'm the one thinking too much of my problems. I became too reckless. I hate to tell other people about my current situation in life, even if that person is my best friend. I don't want others to think I'm weak.

Just as I've seen that post, it made me feel blessed, really blessed. I know I can still make up for my lost, I'm still standing, I'm still alive. I will continue to fight and live, I know I can make with the help of God.

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BTW.. Any journalism students here?
I need some advice on making articles, since I'm joining the district press con for the 3rd time, this time I want to achieve something. Any advice? I'll be writing for editorial and feature category.. ^_____________^

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