Hello, My Life Sucks...

I pay 6000 Norwegian crowns a year for my Godforsaken program.

The bill arrives every September and I have three weeks to pay all that.

That’s cheaper than my old tuition, but they could’ve at least divided the payment monthly and slapped some interest onto it.

ANYWAYS, school was more fun there than here.

For a society that believes leisure is a necessity, these people epitomize boredom to an infinite extent.

We do not have acquaintance parties, school foundation day celebrations, sportsfests, patriotism weeks, class retreats, recognition/graduation days, Christmas parties, nutrition months, UN days..

We do not have lives outside of school. Unless you call going to a cabin in the mountains a life. Well it is, actually, but not on a weekly basis.

Nobody can put the words ‘night’ and ‘life’ together until they’re 22. Nobody drinks or smokes hookahs (in my class, at least). The best party I’ve gone to included guitar hero, tacos and a huge trampoline. Then again that was bad because I didn’t know anybody.

Birthday celebrants don’t pay for your food. They’ll eat dinner in front you and wouldn’t bother inviting you to their table. I bet they wouldn’t even throw you a biscuit.

I’M SORRY BUT THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF LIFE I WANT.

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PostSummer Depression

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This mix of OneRepublic's Marchin On kicks balls.

Summer is o-fucking-ly over.

I had an awesome time.

Right after the last school day, I practically hibernated.

Then, Denmark happened.

Then, major slacking.

It's August!

Like 20 fucking days until school starts!!!

I hate school.

I LOVE THIS SONG.

peace. xo

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56°N 10°E: Denmark in a Pea Pod

Another vaycay in another country I know nothing about. The places stepped on were 2 schweet lodgings (cottage and hotel), 3 oosome theme parks, 2 craptastic zoos, and 3 insane historical exhibits; plus, random pitstops along the super highways and a pretty beach. Travel time totaled to over 40 hours, both via cruise and drive. Distance travelled totalled to over 2000km (1243mi); excluding the cruise. Approximately 6 days of fun and partypooping (details follow) in one country, Denmark.

We took a ferry from Oslo, NO to Fredrikshavn, DK. Thank you, Stena Line, for the cute bunk rooms, the Tax-free Shopping, and the pricy Breakfast Buffet. The closed-on-Sundays Disco and the boring C-View Bar, except the drinks, were disappointments.

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We stepped away from the itinerary I made and stopped by 3 spots before checking-in at the cottage.

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The tip of the iceberg: LEGOLAND! I can't believe I wore heels and carried a duffel bag for a day. (Ch-yeah, it takes a day, even more, to experience the whole thing.) Carrying the bag, I regret, not wearing the heels, JSYK. Although this was the highlight of the trip, I give it 3 out of 5. Disneyland Hong Kong is still way better.

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The next day sucked the most. Apart from seeing just ONE place, because of a certain fun-sucker, we wasted hours driving around with no destination in mind and stopped by the most ridiculous excuse of a mall to rest. The best part was getting home.

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The next day was pretty cool. The museum was kinda boring but the CASTLE... Now THAT'S what you call a castle! It's like 10 times as big as our house!!! 5 mazes, about 10 gardens, and the landscape...oh my God. The castle interior was a killer. I want a castle to live in, seriously. Not every part was granted access but the study was enough, everything else was just a bonus.

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At this point, we were in the middle of Denmark's area of responsibility. Instead of driving back to the cabin, we drove all the way to the east coast, COPENHAGEN! The original plan was make a pitstop at those thingies along the super highway, but we checked-in at a hotel anyways. Thank you, Hotel Niels Juel, for the cable TV, the lovely shower, and the free breakfast.

This time, I was the pissed one. Fun-suckers just don't know when to quit. I'm not talking about me, BTW, I was infected.

ANYWAY, the Tivoli Gardens was/were the main idea. I did NOT want a multi-ride ticket, but was bought one anyways. I did NOT show any interest in riding anything. I seriously did NOT want to. It took about an hour until I was forced to ride a small roller coaster with my brothers. NO challenge. Not even the bigger roller coaster, the drop, and the twisty thingy. I did NOT scream in any of the rides. I left with a smile, though. Prolly coz o'the bumper cars. I guess I enjoyed somehow. We took out some KFC before heading to the cabin.

(Oh right, the Little Mermaid, her ugly twin actually, was there while she was at some expo in China.)

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Another thing! There was this long bridge, The Great Belt Bridge (in fact), between Nyborg and Korsør. We wanted a photo op at one end. We got lucky that it was a beach.

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On our last day, I felt homesick. I was really excited to go home, especially because we had a sleepover and a trip to the beach waiting for us! I'd love to post photos but the uploading eats up the bandwidth and my dad and brother are already pissed because their game keeps lagging.

AWRYT! IT ENDS HERE!!!

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Summer Love

I don't even know why I like this song. :)

I'm fucking tired yet thirsty for more of summer.

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ECLIPSE Aftershock

What I usually do after having seen a twilight movie is get the soundtrack, including the score.

For Twilight, I went nuts for the both the songs and the score.

For New Moon, neither. That movie was absolutely depressing. I'm not sure if that's a good thing. Or maybe it was supposed to be depressing.

For Eclipse, however, it all came back.

I faved Ours by The Bravery and Let's Get Lost by Beck and Bat for Lashes.

BUT THE BEST TRACK EVER...

  
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WEDDING PLANS by HOWARD SHORE, from the score.

As freakishly obsessive as it sounds, I literally get goosebumps just thinking about it.

And and and as old as it sounds, I canNOT wait for Breaking Dawn. It'll be epic, I'm sure.

I'm making it a to-do-before-I-die thing to buy the saga in blu-ray once all the movies are out.

FOR NOW, I just wanna ask you to go and watch Eclipse. It's awesomely sick.

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I have. I do sometimes. I might.

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

1 John 4:18

Jealousy is merely a product of fear. The fear that the other girl might take him.

I used to believe that it's normal to be jealous, and that it's okay to talk to him about it.

I still do sometimes, but only out of shock.

It's an adiabatic process. No heat is transferred through the system. Or the transfer is so quick that it goes unnoticed.

It's like when you're bored and scrolling around on facebook passing by a wall-to-wall thing going on between them and like a reflex, you go back to that and start reading and suspecting what could be going on between them and then you take a deep breath and just let it go.

As much as I want to, I can't promise that this won't ever happen.

BUT, I have this mantra in mind.

If it is Love, the other girl does not exist.

 

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Earlier today..

A father set her daughter in a frozen lake. Once the girl was frostbitten, the dad put her on a sawbench and started cutting the frostbitten parts in lengthwise strips.

FYI The girl was still alive and talking.

Someone called on her dad and he stopped and went out. The girl called to her dad because the saw which was midway through her arm was starting to hurt.

Then, I woke up.

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Friday Happy

Happy Friday?!

I effing love Summer!@#$%

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Friday Happy

Happy Friday?!

I effing love Summer!@#$%

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Humility

"So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full."

Matthew 6:2

I don't want to be a hypocrite in saying that the devil named **** is the only one who does not possess humility.

There are just some achievements that do not want to be surpassed by praise and recognition.

I don't ask for much; a simple "Good job!" and I'm good to go.

But HER! She just had to get the attention of the class to show off something so insignificant, even her soul (if she had one) would not want to listen to her.

It's all bullshit with this person. I hate her so much.

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Kicking back in the marigold summertime dream..

It's either Life keeps getting better and worse at the same time or I actually FEEL Summer..

We have a great vaycay planned ahead of us..

I have just been blessed with two new babies..

AND I have shopped for Summer gear!

Sunblocks, hats, swimwear, halters, shirts, shorts, accessories, you effing name it!

Sure wish I could have some Havaianas and a new pair of sunglasses. :)

It's still 15 days until that trip to Denmark but hopefully I get to have some fun before that.

I've got a football game and a sleepover with my asians next week.

We're watching Eclipse at the Colosseum the week after.

Besides these, I've got nothing.

I SHOULD PROLLY HUT UP AND GIVE YOU THE SONG ALREADY.

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Pride

I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes: first for the Jew, then for the Gentile.

Romans 1:16

I have never been this proud of myself since I won in the student council elections for my final year in elementary.

On my way to the venue, I was praying so hard for the easy flow of the job.

Despite my tumbled-up norwegian skills and lack of confidence in customer confrontations, I nailed it man!!!

There were times where I was left alone with the register and the flooding customers, but I still nailed it!!!

I made a tactic on being able to count and clip out 20 coupons in less than 5 seconds. HAHA

On my first night I was determined on not going. I showed up about an hour late. I literally took time to think and weigh the pros and cons of quitting.

Thank You, God for giving me Mindy, Sanne and Silia (from the Bong Salg), Sofia (from Admission), and most especially, my boss, Ellen.

Ellen was kind enough to let me go early despite the tragedy at the baggage counter.

Although all my co-workers were Norwegian, they were nice enough to talk to me in English.

Also, thank You for my leaders at the Frivillig Innsjekking who considered my fashionably-late check-in's, explained everything to me in english, and gave me another shirt because I forgot to bring the old one.

Thank You for guiding me home on my first night. (I was getting lost around Oslo, seriously.)

Most of all, thank You, God, for giving me the courage and turning around my determination to go through this experience.

 

Never let the fear keep you from playing the game.

That may be from a Cinderella Story, but it works a hundred percent.

 

Have a great weekend, people!

I surely won't, my group hasn't submitted shit for our project.

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Someone's at the crash site digging me out...

...I HOPE IT'S YOU.

Why Mêlée's Stand Up, I can explain...

When you are separated from your other half, doubts are inescapable, no matter how ridiculous they might be.

From my 19 years on this Earth, I have experiences enough to assume that:

Whether love is true or not, doubt can and will blind your feelings.

However, when love is true, and you are just on the brink of surrender, reassurance will find you in the most random means.

 

ENOUGH CHEESE!

Here's the song!

✿

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We love because he first loved us.

1 John 4:19

I have never been so sure in my life.

I will not say I do not care because I do.

Just because I'm not doing anything to show that, it doesn't mean you're not part of my thoughts.

Point: You have absolute freedom.

You might already know what you are to me and I want to say that it doesn't have to be the way I want them to be.

Whatever you decide, as long as it is for your own good, I will support it all the way.

Whoever you choose, given that she has more to offer than I can, I will be happy for you.

Don't ever think of me as the person you're neglecting, because no matter what you do, it is impossible for you to make me feel neglected.

All I want and need is to know that you'll be on the same planet throughout my lifetime.

That would be enough.

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My Hero(ine?!)

Sara Bareilles saved me from gay chick music.

I'd probably be listening to Miley Cyrus if it weren't for her.

I look up to her despite her bad influence.

She's my sister from another mother.

We're not too different from each other either.

It's very cool.

This is one of her hot stuff. It's actually my favorite.

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Rediscover You

"Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs."

Jonah 2:8

You told me,

look for You and I will find.

So I'm here,

like I'm searching for the first time.

Revive me, Jesus.

Make this cold heart start to move.

Help me rediscover You.

:]

Praise the Lord! Hallelujah!

Thank you for helping me finish my World Literature essay.

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Lame and Fun

Earlier today I tweeted I bathed in sunblock. Now I'm bathed in lotion, fresh from the shower, after being drenched in rain and mud.

I was still in the middle of my World Literature thing when I got told to prep to go out.

Main goal was for groceries. (Shops in Norway close like a day before the holiday. Frickin lazy.)

THEN! Tita Jo calls and invites us over at Aker Brygge.

So, we got some kebabs and sodas and refueled and made our way over.

Nasty Scenario. It's very difficult to find a free and good enough and legal space to park in Oslo, most especially on sunny days.

Oh Norwegians just looove it when the sun's out. You can actually see people in bikinis and trunks on the sidewalk.

Anyway, the parking thing was a problem. We found the perfect spot y the bank, but weren't sure if it was legal, seeing that nobody else was park on that side of the street except for a SECURITAS Minivan.

Around the corner, we noticed a car that was about to leave. Mom and I decided to just stand there and wait for dad to drive over. (So Filipino.)

This crappy sedan arrived just as we stood our ground on the box-where-you-park thing. We told him our dad's right behind him and we found the spot first. He told us "Too bad, I drove here first" and actually had the intention of running us over. Eventually, mom and I had to scat.

Still on the road, we told dad about the situation and mom went with him to find some place else. As the mom and kids got out of the shitty car, I just looked at them and screamed "Why don't you take a hike and park your shit somewhere else?!" or something like that. I'm pretty sure they didn't understand; at least they looked like they didn't.

I went over to my bruthas by the spot we parked earlier to wait for mom and dad. As I was telling them about the whole crappola, I saw that the sleazy-sedan-family was headed our way and O MY GOD was the lady scared!

Served her right, although it was kinda the husband I aimed for.

After walking around the park a bit while looking for the other crew, I could've sworn we were at some castle or fort. It took finding the other gang and walking in, for me, to realize we were at the Akershus Fortress. Oh wowzah..

It's pretty cool. I adore castles. I feel like I lived in one in my past life.

There's a mural indicating the place where the soldiers were shot. In one archway, there's 1779 written above.(Not that I think you'd find that interesting. Just saying.) And, I found this kind of escape hatch.

We found some cannons.

Here's Lanz and Josh on top of...something.

Just as we were about to sit and eat, rain came; lightly then strongly. We ran around looking for secluded spots, or basically anywhere with roofing, with our food and sodas in hand. Everyone ran for themselves and landed in different spots. Sweet! Later on, as the rain died down a bit, we all took shelter in this tiny shed and ate and drank.

To my dismay, I only had a a very light tee, some shorts and flippies. Totally drenched.

On our way to the car I noticed everyone getting into a straight line. Now that's family.

Most fun I had in weeks. I feel like I just reincarnated or something.

I end here, must get on with World Literature. Enjoy the rest of Saturday!

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Sleazemuffin

St. Trinian's, anyone?!

If this school were real, it's probably where I belong. HAHA

I'd either be head girl  or an indie.

ANYWAY!

Schweet soundtrack!

Here's our school anthem and some other song by yours truly, St. Trinians! :)

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As easy as..

Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete.

John 16:24

It's not a bad idea to try but it's kinda difficult to believe that it's actualy gonna happen.

I know, I know. Faith.

Considering all that has happened, I don't know if faith is enough anymore. That's why it is said:

Do your best and God will do the rest.

We have to believe and do. We can't just ask and wait for the miracle.

What if we're tired and there's never enough time to rest and make up for the work done?

Could it be that it's just our mind telling us that we're tired? Our mind can be deceiving sometimes, so what we think can never be 100% reliable.

I guess that statement was enough of a reason to discard my first thought.

Point is: KEEP THE FAITH. No matter what happens.

If you have deadline, know that it will never come unless it knows you're ready.

If you're faced with a problem, know that it will never be too difficult for you.

Don't just KNOW these things, DO something about 'em too.

Have a good weekend!

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So 90's!

I finally found the song! HAHA Not that I was actually looking for it. Well, it found me.

I miss my MTV days! MTV was my life at 10.

Anyways, anybody from the 90s remember this song?!

Crazy Town with Butterfly

Props to new millenium music but I still think music from the 90s rocks socks; of people my age, at least.

I SERIOUSLY WANT MY SENNHEISER A-SAP. I've broken my earphones and my brother's. SANCTUARY! SANCTUARY! I'm like getting brain-dead for the lack of proper attentiveness to music.

Must get back to work!

 

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BE HUMBLE!

Humility and the fear of the LORD bring wealth and honor and life.

Proverbs 22:4

This is a lesson for the person I hate.

I wish I could say it right in your face pero it's so thick I don't think the words'll get through to you. If I could, I'd scrub your face on the asphalt.

Well since she's her own god there's no use of fearing the Lord for her.

OMG Why do I hate you so much girlfriend?!

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Love at First Listen: Friday Night Boys

Has anybody seen When in Rome with Kristen Bell and Josh Duhamel?!

I just went through my list of to-watch movies, reviewed some trailers and came across When in Rome. I'm excited for the DVD.

BUT! Being the movie soundtrack person that I am, my subconscious always pays attention to the songs and it forwarded the cutest song to my conscious mind.

Soul Food after Mocks Exams!!! Love iiit!

 Friday Night Boys with Stupid Love Letter

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Fear Not

When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me?

Psalm 56:3-4 

The 2nd year IB Class at Ås Videregående Skole will be having the second mock exams of the school year within this week.

To the Christians, God bless us all, study and pray hard.

To the non-Christians, good luck.

To those who care, mocks don't count, pass or fail, accept it with unblighted hope.

To those who slack, I envy you.

Hope your weekend wasn't as boring as mine and good night!

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The Way to Sanity

My disease has started to die down.

I've been listening to some Lifehouse and Everyday Sunday and OneRepublic.

Actually, it was Everyday Sunday who brought the life back to my brain. Christian Rock is my hero.

ANYWAY!

I won't be biased in this post by sharing an Everyday Sunday song.

I'ma put up something by OneRepublic.

They're kind of a genius for a few tracks, but they're goOod overall.

If you've heard All the Right Moves and Secrets, this is definitely a must-hear...

...as it is the opening track to Waking Up, which is their current album in promotion if you didn't know. GET IT!

Have a f'ing great weekend!

I doubt I will. Mocks are next week! Pray for my soul.

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Persmission to HATE

Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.

Galatians 6:10

Since she's not a believer, am I allowed to hate/judge her then?

I hate this person in class. I hated her the moment I saw her. On the first day of school, when it was her turn to introduce herself to the class, I had a gut-feeling that I was going to hate her.

There had been a few instances where she got on my nerves and I really wanted to just slap her, but I let it pass.

The list kept growing.

UNTIL TODAY.

Today marks the day where I officially declare my disgust.

YES. I HATE YOU SO MUCH, YOU MAKE ME WANT TO PUKE RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH.

I wanted to make a list but it's gonna take up a lot of my precious time.

I didn't want to blog about you but I needed an outlet since I can't talk to anybody else who can actually feel what I'ma say because they're so busy wrapped in your plasticity.

YES. YOU'RE SO REPULSIVE, IT ACTUALLY BOTHERS ME.

HYPOCRITE. YOU ARE A JOKE.

THIS HATE GOES BEYOND CULTURAL DIVERSITY.

I have opened my mind to broaden my patience for 9 months. I give up.

I HATE YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR.

Don't worry I'll still be friends with you.

I HOPE YOU DIE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME TOMORROW.

When I see you, I want to...

• pull your eyes out of your sockets, shred them, add them as meat to my stir fry, and feed it to your family.
• shave your hair off, shred it into bits, and crazy-glue them onto 2IB's bags.
• cut your nose off with a chainsaw and use it as a tack for my corkboard or as a refrigerator magnet.
• slice off your ears and use them as earrings.
• scratch and peel your face off and make a mask.

When I hear you, I want to...

• cross-stitch my name across your mouth.
• lock your lips with a staple gun.
• cut your lips off with scissors, shut your mouth with a glue gun, and use your lips as a hair clip.
• smooth your mouth with sand paper.
• shove my foot down your throat.
  

Just because, I want to...

• replace your tea with hydrochloric acid.
• set you on fire and feed you to our classmates.
  
• chop your head off, break your skull with a jackhammer, disintegrate your brain, mix it into my cake, and feed it to your grandparents
• tear off your limbs with a wood splitter and use your torso as a sled.
• shred you with a tractor or lawnmower, and have a grill out wih your carcass.

P.S.

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One Soul per Nanosecond

For the past week, for the first time in my life, I haven't been able to choose some music to listen to.

Like, O MY GOD. What the hell. Am I fucking dead?!

If not, I surely will if I don't find a perfectly good song a-sap!

SERIOUSLY, IT'S KILLING ME; ONE SOUL PER NANOSECOND.

I can't sleep properly.

I can't eat. (Actually, that's a good thing. Scratch that.)

I can't interact with people. Not even my own family.

My brain is giving in.

I can't remember very well.

Like, I find myself doing something or being somewhere, not knowing why.

On the bright side, I've accomplished a few stuff for school.

I don't even know what to say anymore, or why I bothered posting.

SINCE I can't leave this post without music, I'm just picking one out randomly.

I assure you the song I'm about to embed will most definitely suck.

NO WAIT! I found a song! Thank God for Sean Kingston!

I think I put this on every morning as I get out of the house.

It's just one song though. NOT ENOUGH TO BRING ME BACK TO LIFE. So help me God.

Enjoy Saturday. Don't work on Sunday.

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Happy Earth Day!

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The Observer

"I need to understand the world"

Observers have a need for knowledge and are introverted, curious, analytical, and insightful.

Ego Fixation: Stinginess
Holy Idea: Omniscience
Basic Fear: Being useless, helpless, or incapable
Basic Desire: To be capable and competent
Temptation: To keep the world at bay
Vice/Passion: Avarice
Virtue: Detachment
Stress point: May become hyperactive and scattered
Security point: May become self-confident and decisive

How to Get Along with Me

• Be independent, not clingy.

• Speak in a straightforward and brief manner.

• I need time alone to process my feelings and thoughts.

• Remember that If I seem aloof, distant, or arrogant, it may be that I am feeling uncomfortable.

• Make me feel welcome, but not too intensely, or I might doubt your sincerity.

• If I become irritated when I have to repeat things, it may be because it was such an effort to get my thoughts out in the first place.

• don't come on like a bulldozer.

• Help me to avoid my pet peeves: big parties, other people's loud music, overdone emotions, and intrusions on my privacy.

 

What I Like About Being an Observer

• standing back and viewing life objectively

• coming to a thorough understanding; perceiving causes and effects

• my sense of integrity: doing what I think is right and not being influenced by social pressure

• not being caught up in material possessions and status

• being calm in a crisis

 

What's Hard About Being an Observer

• being slow to put my knowledge and insights out in the world

• feeling bad when I act defensive or like a know-it-all

• being pressured to be with people when I don't want to be

• watching others with better social skills, but less intelligence or technical skill, do better professionally

 

Observers as Children Often

• spend a lot of time alone reading, making collections, and so on

• have a few special friends rather than many

• are very bright and curious and do well in school

• have independent minds and often question their parents and teachers

• watch events from a detached point of view, gathering information

• assume a poker face in order not to look afraid

• are sensitive; avoid interpersonal conflict

• feel intruded upon and controlled and/or ignored and neglected

 

Observers as Parents

• are often kind, perceptive, and devoted

• are sometimes authoritarian and demanding

• may expect more intellectual achievement than is developmentally appropriate

• may be intolerant of their children expressing strong emotions

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I'm the Man

My weekend started yesterday but I was too lazy slash busy to post anything.

I actually have a four-day weekend!

BUT I must work now and have fun later.

BUT I don't want to.

BUT I can just have fun now and work later.

Up to now I don't know if I'm in control of my life. I mean I make the choices but the things that are gonna branch out of them are pretty much not in my control.

If I could have fun and the product would be an Extended Essay, I would be the man.

I shall blab no more.

 Here's the song to get stuck in the temporal lobes of the cerebra of your brains.

Enjoy Saturday! Take a day off on Sunday! Stress on Monday while I don't! xo

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I "re-found" a song!

Refound? What the eff happened to my English?

Anyways, I was going to put up a Bieber song but it's too cliché.

Everybody knows Lifehouse, right?

A-mazing band. Catchy and meaningful.

Kinda like Switchfoot; only younger. Laugh.

I remember a day, years ago, where this was the only song I was listening to.

Don't you just love it? Just hearing one song for a whole day?!

As far as I know, I don't get sick of it.

There will still be a time where I can come back to it and still feel it.

As if I'm still listening to it for the First Time.

PS This is my new song for my other half.
You know who you are.
Everybody knows who you are and how special you are to me.
I hope you know that will never change.
No matter what happens.
HAHA Did anybody order extra cheese?!

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So, if I were to kill myself now...

Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it."

Mark 8:34-35

...in my case, that would just be cowardice.

I mean, hells yeah I want to leave this life but I think it'd be the pressure I'll be wanting to run away from, not because of the gospel.

Let's see. I guess that places me in between.

I am not trying to save my life nor have I lost it.

Happy Hell Week!

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Mary and Max

Here's the trailer to the movie I was watching to break the dawn.

I do not know where to begin with this movie.

 

Hold on. I do.

Lucky I haven't cleared my browsing history just yet.

It was this site.

I was looking up a download for Nickodemus' Sun People.

I just scrolled down the whole page past the Mary and Max poster and scrolled back to it.

Like a reflex, I opened a new tab, went to torrentz, searched Mary and Max, and got the movie.

I had it downloading while we went out yesterday.

 

It is in three shades of color: black, brown, and red.

Only three of the main characters speak up way more than the others.

Two best friends. A little girl from Australia and an old man from America.

Tragic. Comedy. Tragedy.

 

I cried on three parts.

One. When Mary talked about her life.

Two. When Max talked about his life.

Three. The ending. I sobbed hysterically.

 

The ending is the berst or best slash worst.

I will not say more about it. You'll have to watch it yourself.

 

That's it for me.

PS I did my preps well for tomorrow. My bag is packed. Frozen goods out ready to cook for breakfast tomorrow. Camera and iPod synced and charged. Alarm, setting it right now.

PSS Mary and Max is the best movie I have ever seen in my 18 years on Earth.

PSSS I'm sorry for taking part in piracy.

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Easter Holiday Sum-Up

I was awake when Norway stepped into April 5, 2010.
I was on photoshop rearranging my grassy logo into a twitter background.

After that, I prayed.
I prayed the Rosary.
For some reason, when I pray in a very reflective mood, I cry.
I expected the tears to start pouring as I said my dedications, but nothing of the like happened.
As I started the 5th Joyful mystery (Losing and Finding), those words rang in my head and probably knocked the tears out of their ducts because I was crying.
I pulled myself together and finished.
The first time this crying thing happened, I asked myself why and just thought, but now I just ended it and tried to sleep.

Realizing that I couldn't, I settled for a movie.

TO BE CONTINUED

As the title says, this is a sum-up, read on if you will.

April 4, Sunday

Easter Sunday.
The usual slacking but this time with Sims 3.
2:30pm I took a long bath.
I dressed to kill for no reason.
Mom got home from work.
Random decision of going out.
Phone call: fishing in Moss.
So we did.
Passed by a carnival on the way to the pier.
Fed some swans and ducks and pigeons and albatrosses and doves.
They said the birds were picky.
Well, they seemed to eat everything I threw.
Bored, we decided to check the carnival out.
Rode the FreakOut. (Def killer ride.)
Rode Bumper Cars.
Throbbing head.
Lovely dinner.

April 3, Saturday

I don't know what happened but I suddenly had a huge moodswing.
What is it with us bipolar people.

April 2, Friday

Deas Vail won on MTVU.
Aside from that, it was an awful day.
I'm leaving it at that.

April 1, Thursday

Maundy Thursday.
Depressing.
Internet. Sims 3. Vice-Presidential Debate.
Cheerleading Championship. Brownies again.
Cooked dinner with Dad.
We got all Oriental with Pancit Lomi and Yang Chow Rice.
Of course, being the Fried-Rice person that I am, I ate Yang Chow.
Watched Finding Nemo as requested by my little brother. HAHA He knows who I'm referring to when I say Nemo. Giggle.

March 31, Wednesday

Maybe I was on the computer too much because I had this fuckingly terrible headache.
So I just slept.

March 30, Tuesday

My dad got in an accident.
My family and I waited for him to get home before I left for the photoshop session.
He didn't look pain-inflicted.
He was happy because his Easter Break from work got to start early.
At one point I was at a loss of what to do; what I wanted to do, more like.
I randomly clicked one of my many firefox bookmarks and landed on YouTube.
I found and watched Switchfoot's recent podcast and some old and new music videos I have never seen before.
They never fail to cheer me up.

March 29, Monday

Before I went to my first photoshop session, I dropped by Oslo to buy a month card for the bus.
After the purchase, I was a few minutes too late to catch the train, but there was another one in 15 minutes so I went to the Body Shop and used my mom's gift card to buy new stuff.

March 28, Sunday

Not much happened.
I always slack on a Sunday.

March 27, Saturday

A family friend just left for the Philippines.
As usual, we asked if we could have her buy or bring some stuff for us.
I had nothing in mind but the pictures and video of my Debut, which was two-thirds of a year ago.
I decided to re-sulk in True Blood again.
I baked brownies.
I participated in Earth Hour. (My other half did too.) Giggle.
I made a new family and a new house in Sims 3.
I re-mod-ed my iPod. It's blue.

March 26, Friday

After 3 hours of school I went home.
I was fucking tired.
All I wanted was to sleep.
After getting home, I did sleep.
I slept until it was time to cook dinner.
After cooking, I slept again and woke up later that night.
I made a post for Soul Food, as I try to, every Friday.
Then, I slept some more.

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Da tune deh sick!

I have totally lost my sanity.

I can scarcely remember what happened before the Easter Break started.

I completely forgot that tomorrow's the last day before school starts.

I need to embrace this day wholly and prepare to be rehabbed for tomorrow.

And while I do that, here's something from me..

Nickodemus with Peace Pipe

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Frohe Ostern

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

Matthew 28:5-7

I should have been in heaven for the Easter holiday.

Happy Easter. Happy Resurrection. God Påske. Frohe Ostern.

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Maundy Thursday

This headache makes me want to stab myself continuously until I die. Good Night Tweeps.
about 15 hours ago via Brizzly

I have just escaped from the worst headache in the world. I don't even know if it really is a headache.

I'm still a little woozy, but I should be fine in the next few hours.

My nails are so pretty. They've become brittle from all the acetone and cuticle remover and nail polish but they've grown their longest and best (like they're not chipped whatsoever).

I'm supposed to be doing a lot of homework this holiday but I have done nothing of the like. I don't freaking know how I'm gonna learn to be responsible.

Just the other day I was catching up with one of my best girl friends and she said she's already working that's why she's no going to do the summer course anymore.

Why is it so freaking hard to get a job in a foreign country?! WHAT, just because I'm not fucking "fluent" doesn't mean I can't do the job perfectly!

LOL I just had to.

World, meet wordboner, my new favorite...umm...pastime. Whoever made these is a/are freaking genius/es.

Another thing I've been doing is...

True Blood is awesome. Take out the sex and gore, it's just as good as Twilight. smile.

Speaking of Twilight, I now have New Moon in HD. (Plus Order of the Phoenix and Half-blood Prince. I'm a fan. smile.)

Well, as you have read, the boredom has killed another one of my souls and I can no longer write a perfectly normal blog.

To end your suffering, I bid thee farewell.

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Wicked?!

The wicked man earns deceptive wages, but he who sows righteousness reaps a sure reward.

Proverbs 11:18

I'll tell you what's wicked!

People you've helped who don't help you back when you ask for slash actually need it!

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Happy Easter

When do I get sick of listening to All Time Low?!

 

Story:

One morning I was on my usual 20-minute walk to the train station.

Of course, my iPod was with me and it put on All Time Low and this song was playing...

So smothered in love, we didn't have the chance to come up for air.

-Too Much

I was lost in thought.

It was like a music high or something.

You know, like, when you're so into what you're listening that your mind goes completely blank and all you hear is the song.

For the whole duration of the song, you can't feel anything else BUT the song. I think I even forgot to breathe.

NOT THAT THIS DOESN'T HAPPEN OFTEN because it does. It always does.

And I love it.

 

Have a great weekend slash Holy Week slash holiday!

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Post Winter slash Pre Spring Soundtrack

Earlier today it was drizzling.

Then it was snowing.

Now it's bright and sunny.

AND AND it's Sunday slash Sabbath Day.

I, therefore, dedicate this post to Deas Vail and the One upstairs.

OMFG! Where was I when Deas Vail started making songs?!

I've only been listening to them for the past 12 hours, so I can't really tell if they're gonna make it on the Soundtrack of My Life (with Hale, Relient K, Switchfoot, and Owl City), but I got a feeling they will soon.

So far it's been a great weekend. It's one of those "I didn't do anything but I had fun" weekends.

I discovered Deas Vail.

Deas Vail in Latin is "God"; in Old French it's "humble servant". Either way, I think of it as "humble servant of God".

I painted my nails. I think they're in their best coats so far.

I baked my first cookies. First Oatmeal Cookies. It went well. They taste good too!

I found a new inspiration for my next PS Project.

I have a video of the clouds moving.

Besides that, I did some homework. I could've done more but lazy me left some stuff in school.

 

Oh well, that's that. It's not over yet because we're having another family fun at my aunt's house.

I hope your weekends weren't as fun as mine. LOL

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