I miss this

It's been a while not blogging here. And I can say that I miss this, you know, telling you how was my day.

Yesterday was my last day in baking class and I just received a certificate from that school. It was an achievement! I learned a lot from that class and I can apply those at home when visitors come or when we put up a business, obviously, it could be a bakery or a cafe. I know I lacked sleep from those times, but it all paid off. It's a wonderful experience. I met new friends and had the confidence to show them what I can do :)

If you want to see those photos from our baking class, you can always view my facebook account.

This is all for now. I really need to sleep longer. I feel so weak right now for having 4 hours of sleep for 5 consecutive days. It's all because of the travel and no break hours.

let me remind you that 4 days from now will be my birthday and I'm turning 17.

Good night!

Breadmaking

Last few days I lacked time for blogging. My mom, my cousin and I started attending classes for bread making. We start by 9 in the morning and end by 5 in the afternoon. At first, I thought it was simple. But when you're already there and doing lots of activities, by the time you come home, you'll really feel so exhausted. I even lacked time for sleep, and I don't know why. And it is also awkward that my own mom and cousin are my classmates in that class. We even compete when we're having a lecture and studying costing for breads. But in the end, it is really fun!

We still have two more classes on Friday and Saturday. I can't wait to receive my certificate!

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Dead cat

Mom just asked me and my little sister to dispose the dead cat from our backyard. I was horrified! When we were there, we couldn't move our body to sack the poor animal. It was disgusting to see! We kept screaming and screaming! And it took long minutes before we can bravely put away the cat. We were so afraid to have a skin contact with that dead creature.

Then we finally threw it away.

I hope it doesn't haunt me.

Yikes!

When you meet someone who gets your sense of humor no matter how stupid it may be

Guitar

Someday, I will learn how to play this instrument and not just pretend to the people that I can.

I love my Blackberry

Except for the facts that i can’t get the internet, or wifi, or that it spends half of its life turned off because i barely ever have credit to text people back. Come to think of it the camera quality isn’t the best either, or the variety of games. But apart from that its pretty great!

Song to you

[Intro]

This is called a Song to You

[Verse 1]

I don't wear designer clothes

I don't go to the finest schools

But, I know I ain't no fool baby

I may not be a star

I'm not driving the sickest car

But, I know I can make you happy baby

I don't know what you been used to

Never been with a boy like you

But, I can give you a love that's true to

Your heart, not material things

[Chorus]

I'll give you my song

These words to you

Sing you what I feel

My soul is true.

I don't have the world

Can't give it to you boy,

But all that I can do (All that I can do)

Is give this song to you

Nah Nah

Nah Nah

Nah Nah

[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/v/victorious/song_2_you.html ]

[Verse 2]

Yeah I know that you are blessed

But there's something you're missing yet

Your own melody... oh baby

I don't know what you been used to

Never been with a boy like you

But, I can give you a love that's true too

Your heart, not material things

[Chorus]

I'll give you my song

These words to you

Sing you what I feel

My soul is true (My soul is true)

I don't have the world

Can't give it to you boy (can't give it too you girl)

But all that I can do (All that I can do)

Is give this song to you

[Bridge]

I'll give you my heart, my song, my words baby (Give this song to you)

What I can't say, I'll sing it. (Give this song to you)

Oh, Oooh, Oooooh (Give this song to you)

I'll give my song and the rest to you baby, baby

Sing you what I feel, my soul is true

[Chorus]

I'll give you my song (Song)

These words to you (Words)

Sing you what I feel (Yeahh)

My soul is true x2

I don't have the world

Can't give it to you boy

But all that I can do (All that I can do)

Is give this song to you

Fast 5

A friend and I just watched the movie FAST 5 in cinema yesterday. I really expected that this would be awesome! And it was. I always love action movies, especially when Vin Diesel is one of the main casts.

There was a technical problem at first and they started the film an hour late. But everything paid off when it was on going. The cars, the cool stunts and the flow of the story were all amazing. Unfortunately, this movie was the last sequel. But what can we do, like many say, everything has its end.

After watching the said movie, we went to a fast food chain and fueled up our tummies with large fries, burger and float. I can say that the both of us had a great day. And that friend of mine just doesn't know how much he cheers me up all the time!

Finally, we went home just in time. And I thank God of for a safe trip.

P.S. I feel so embarrassed with those zits on my forehead and how I ate the ice cream before we enter the cinema.

8. I'm Happy

I like to think that i'm a positive person. And quite appropriately, number Eight is happiness. Kick eight down and you get infinity. So Infinite happiness.

Through the roller coaster of emotions that i've gone through in the past few days. Happiness is something that caps it all. My life is changing, in a good way. I'm at a really good place right now. And now that i'm here, i'm happy. And i know that everything WILL fall into place.

There's a sense of serenity that just fell on me like a soft invisible silk cloth falling from above.

Exclusive: Chapter 1 SPY PRINCESS

(I want to share with you the first chapter of the novel I wrote. If you find it interesting, just e-mail me for the whole story.)

Rita! No!”

A bullet, it shot straight perfectly into my heart. I felt it right away. I can see blood dripping out from my chest. The only reaction I could make is to be disconcerted. I don’t know what to do anymore. I want to touch the surface where I was gunshot but I don’t have the strength to move. I lost every single of it in an instance. I can see how slowly I am falling down on the floor. I am inside a burning warehouse with no other people to help except the guy running towards me.

Who is he?

His features, they were all a blur. I cannot identify who that guy is. I cannot make any description out of him because all I can see now is darkness. I cannot open my eyes anymore. All I can hear is his screaming voice.  I can’t even remember how I was able to be here at the first place.

“Rita! You must not die! Rita, I love you!” He embraced me tightly in his arms crying for what just happened to me. Blood stains started covering our clothes. He was shouting on top of his voice full of emotions. He won’t stop screaming for my name. I want to answer him back and question him, but I’m too weak. I cannot make any response, nor move my body to react. He is shaking my body to wake me up. But I no longer breathe anymore. This must be my end. I am dead.  He has witnessed my agonizing death!

But wait, my name is not ‘Rita’!  No one has ever called me that way in my entire life! And yet, the person I am seeing is exactly me. We look perfectly the same. We have the same hair length and color.  Mine is a wavy brunette and the length reaches my shoulder, and so does she. Both of us have deep dark eyes, long lashed, pointed nose, our skin is lighter than tan, our body is curvy, and the normal weight and the fair height are very similar. We both look more Asian than European. I have no doubts she is me.

My heart started to beat faster, starting to worry, starting to find escape and undo what just happened to me, then all of the sudden my worries faded when I realized it was only just a dream.

I sat at the edge of my bed and searched for my alarm clock that is always placed at my bed stand. With no light inside my room, except from the lights outside the house, I can read from the clock that it was only 4 in the morning. I tried to go back to sleep but I can’t have it anymore so I decided to just leave my room and get a glass of water. I headed to the kitchen. It is always a long walk before you can get there. This house is huge. Well, what else can I expect? I’m living in a palace. I’ve been here since my mother gave birth to me and that makes me get used to all the routes inside this house no matter how far or near they are.

As I enter the kitchen, I looked for a glass and filled it with water coming from a dispenser. I never like drinking it cold that’s why I didn’t get from the refrigerator. There’s a big built-in table at the center of the kitchen. I placed the glass there and sat on a stool. I gulp some water, and then placed it back at the table leaving it half empty.

I abruptly stare blankly at the glass, recalling the dream I just had. I am now confused. Why on earth will someone call me ‘Rita’ while my only name is Erinarra Vasilliz Giovinazzo.  If there will be a change in addressing my name that will be your highness, your majesty or princess because for my entire nation knows I came from a royal family. We are very well- known in our county. My father is a king and currently ruling Germany. My three older brothers do also address me in a different name, but not the one I had in my dream. They call me ‘Erina’.

“Why are you awake this very early in the morning?” My mom appeared at the entrance of the kitchen turning the lights on.

“You surprised me there, mom. I came here to get something to drink. I was thirsty. That’s all.” I answered her delightfully.

She came near and sat beside me giving me a warm hug. She’s always like this. She’s very loving and she gives tender care. And I love her this way. Maybe this is the reason why dad chosen to marry her even she’s just an ordinary citizen rather another royalty.

“I got something to tell you, my dear.” Mom looked at me straight in the eyes with all focus. “Since you are already awake maybe you should know that in 2 days you’ll be leaving this country.” She added more confusion to me. “I don’t understand, mom. Why would I leave this country? Where am I going? How long will I be there?” I lift the glass and finish the remaining amount of water.

“You’ll be having a stay in my own country for some while, where your father met me. You’ll be with your uncle Fox, my brother, together with his sons in one house.” That’s it. She is an Asian. That’s where I got most of my looks from her. She was glad informing me about leaving Germany. “You mean, in the Philippines? I don’t know much of our relatives in your side. What if—“. Before I can continue my statement, Mom interrupted, “They are good people.  They are very generous and kind. You’ll be fine there. And isn’t it nice to know them. This is the best opportunity.”

“Why? Am I leaving with my brothers too?”  I have plenty more questions wanting to ask my mother. “It would be only you. My brother wants to see you and show you the place where we grew up. To be honest, I was surprised knowing that he wants see you. Maybe he has good reasons. Since it’s your vacation from schooling your father agreed with this. He wants you to enjoy and explore around a different place than doing adult duties.”

“Why am I not going with my brothers or with you?” I asked flatly.

“Your brothers are busy learning to be the next rulers and I have to comfort your father. And besides, Filipinos are really hospitable and friendly.” After mom’s last responds, she stood up and gave me a kiss on my forehead and walk away. I kept my mouth open. I was totally astonished about the news.

HALO- HALO

Good morning Philippines! And hello world!

I keep craving for this the other day.

I can feel the effect of summer, plus the global warming here. So before I start adding new posts in this blog, I'll leave the house for a while to look for a store where I can buy mouth watering  halo-halo.

Sooooooooo Hotttttttt!

It's nice to laugh how we look before...

Because we are different now, we know how to dress up, we know how to fix ourselves, we were influenced by the people we spend our time with.

Isn't it nice to know that we also have the confidence to show how we look when we were younger? That you even tell yourself how ugly you were and laugh with the photograph you're holding. It's fine with you now, because you have changed. You look better than before. It's just so nice to remember memories from the past.

3 Simple Rules

•  If you don’t go after what you want, you will never have it.
•  If you don’t ask, the answer will always be a no
•   If you don’t step forward, you will always be on the same place.

That person you think when you wake up in the morning

This happens all the time.

You will ask yourself about him. How is he? What is he doing right now? Is he busy? Has he eaten his meal?

Simple questions that doesn't need simple answers, because what important is you remember that person, than him to remember you. It's already fine that we are the one who is thinking about them, than them thinking about us.

But what if we are nothing to that person?
All of a sudden our mood will change to fury and we'll bring it throughout the day.

In a mall..

Stranger: Miss beautiful, do you know where the CR is?
Me: beautiful?

LOL. I don't know, but I really am surprise when a stranger I talk to adds adjective in their statement. Maybe I'm just flattered. And before I can make a respond, I gave her a smile that looks like this:

What makes people important?

It’s not just the happiness that you feel when you see them,
Nor feel the pain when you miss them...
It’s when you get mad because that  person never listens to your concern.

When you think you're important to that person, please never take them for granted. Especially our parents with unconditional love for us, or anyone else who cares for you. All they want is to make you happy and to protect you from harm.

Today, I will make a change

I’ve been enjoying random topics lately and maybe other teens will enjoy reading them.  I want to talk about different issues other people can relate with and not just what happened in my day, in school, at home or anything about my life.

I DON'T CARE IF YOU CATCH ME STARING, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU WERE LOOKING BACK