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Saturday, May 26, 2007
Ive been wanting to act and model since I was a little kid. I want to be an actress. I know Ill never be a model because I am too small for my age (hey, i am only 5") but im still hoping.My cousins and I used to imitate those people we see on tv and I used to play dress ups.Last night, I read an article in Teen Vogue about people who want to be famous. Jeniffer Hudson, for instance.She was eliminated in American Idol but that didn't stop her from doing what she wants. Now, she's an academy award winning actress and she's the cover of Vogue(I forgot what issue). Acting has been my passion since I dont know when. Acting is my only talent. I know I want to be an actress. I want to live a glamorous life. Ive never been on the spotlight. I joined a theatre guild in our school but Im not happy there because I dont have any close friends there. *im about to quit* but whatever. Acting will always remain as my passion. "Someday, I'll be BIG" I'll be glamorous someday.. SOON. Who knows, someday, I'll be an Oscar Winner. ;) and a supermodel. Or maybe I'll be a Tony award winning actress(though Im not gifted with a good singing voice) Haha :))

Tuesday, April 24, 2007
NEWS FLASH: I am still alive.

Well, yes, barely. I'm gonna die!!! Because of the heat! Wait, no, scratch that. I'm gonna die because of boredom and heat. You know, basic math.

Boredom + Heat = Death

NOOOO! My mind is or should be in vacation now. But, how great, summer classes are just a week away. Preparation for college entrance tests my ass. These exams should occur next year when we are officially an incoming college students but no, they set it up before our last year from high school. I shouldn't be the one complaining, I guess, because I'm cool like that it's for convenient purposes. Oh well, what should happen will going to happen and I don't have anything against that.

If anyone's wondering, everything that's up there are for angst. Just wanna try it out. *wink, wink*

You gonna kill me now? What'cha gonna do reader?

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I made some poems. It's not that glamorous though. I'll post the latest. Here:

Between Bedcovers

Staring at the ceiling,
Bedridden,
Alone at last.

Watching the shadows,
Bedridden,
Dancing with vigor.

Taking shuddery breaths,
Bedridden,
Playing with fate.

Beneath the covers,
Bedridden,
Hoping for hope.

Turning to the windows,
Bedridden,
Waiting for you.


Gyarharhar. My creative juices has limits afterall.

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I bring three icons. I made them. Please don't take the credit. Hope you like them! All falls under the theme of Summer.


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Sorry if they look a bit *cringe* novice to you. Ah well, that's my talent. But seriously, they need improvement man. [insert WIDE grin here]

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That's all for today!

Love lots,
Jema


P.S. There, I made an update Is. Be proud!

P.P.S. Let's go out! Party!



Monday, April 2, 2007
Jema, Where are you? Haha. Long time no blog means RECAP!!

Thursday

Prom!! I had fun!! I arrived at Makati Shang-Rila at around 4.30 pm, but I didnt win the "early bird" award haha. I waited at the lobby and got bored so I went to Trizia's at room 630 to hangout. I saw Golda and Diane. Hehe. After that went to the lobby again and I saw Maui and DWAYNE. Haha. He is so cute/hot. hehe. Then I saw Maika,Abbie and Jema. haha. Blahblahblah. Jema and I waited for our dates. Haha. Basta we had fun. Okay?!

Friday,Saturday
okay. haha I forgot.

Sunday
Dessa and I went to the Phil. Fashion week which was held at Glorietta. We arrived there at around 5.30. We saw a lot of celebrities there. The designers were great btw. I love their designs. Haha. Then we got bored so Dessa and I window shopped. haha then had dinner at Mcdo and went to Starbucks. Sleepover at Dessa's crib was fun!! hehe.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

im a "newbie". haha . =))

was worried I wouldn't be good enough for you...
and that's why I lied. That's what scares me,
not being enough, not smart enough, not pretty enough,
not good
enough.

I'm ready to be the girl I used to be.
The one who never cried,
never got mad about dumb things,
& the one girl who would never
worry about being in love.

I think it is time I let you go, and that is so hard to do /
because some part of me will be in love with you for the
rest of my life
, but the ((daydreaming)),
the running in place.....it's not healthy. So this is me,
cutting the cord. This is me, doing what I should have
done eight months
ago.....saying goodbye. <|3

I'm letting go of the past and moving on.
I realized what I have isn't that bad,
and I'm done worrying about what's gone.

It's time to let you go. It's time to say goodbye. No more excuses, no
more tears to cry. There's been so many changes. I've been so confused.
All along you were the one. All the time I never knew. I want you to be
happy. You're my best friend. But, it's so hard to let you go now, with all
that could have been. I'll always have the memories. She'll always have you.

Because these are my last words.
And this my last breath. I'd give you
everything if there was something left.
I have nothing left to prove,
and I will live with my regrets.
I would give
you everything,
if only there was something left.

Yes, you can try to get over him
wash him away with your tears
but every girl knows that in the
bottom of your heart, even if it`s
only a tiny part, he is always ;
going to be part of your
l i f e

I miss the days you held me, and the days I heard your voice.
I miss the days you were there. Us falling apart wasn't my
choice. I miss the days you kissed me, and the feelings
we used to show. But most of all, I miss the guy that
I thought I used to know.

I've never understood the reasoning for someone to "move on" from a relationship. It's not like you are really going to "move on", you are just trying to tell your heart to stop thinking about that person every second of every minute of everyday until it finally becomes a routine and you don't notice it anymore. That is, until you see that person again, with someone who isn't you, and then you have to remind yourself again

So maybe I was wrong in thinking we were meant to be & that we were made for each other. Maybe we were never supposed to fall in love the way we did. Hell, we probably weren't even supposed to meet when we did, or maybe we shouldn't have met at all. But I know this much, if we aren't meant to be I don't know why I can't seem to come to terms of saying goodbye to you. And if we weren'tfall in love then it was the most beautiful mistake I’ve ever made. And if I hadn't have met you, I probably wouldn't be the person I am today. I loved you with everything I had in me.


It may seem like the wrong thing to do,
but you have to forget about the guy
who f o r g o t about you

At some point you have to realize that he doesn't care,
and you could be missing out on someone who actually does.

Sometimes a person has to let go
because their heart is just too tired
of holding on. They'll always love
you though. No matter what.

Sometimes the hardest thing to let go of is
something you never really had. What could've
happened didn't. It’s just the way the cookie
crumbles.
This is my goodbye to you.
I’ll never forget the way you made me smile.

Well, I finally let him go. The guy who treated me awful and now, finally
he realizes what he threw away. But, this time, I finally have the courage
to stay away from him and just be myself. I finally have the courage to say,
I'm not coming back, you realized too late..

Fuck you for leading me on
Fuck you
for making me fall for you
Fuck you for being perfect in my eyes
Fuck you for knowing what to say, everytime.
Fuck you for trying to spend time with me.
Fuck you for making me want you
Fuck you for letting me go,

when you knew I wanted to stay.

I spent so many nights thinking about you
my heart spent to many hours missing you
I wasted my time being with you
and now it's time to move on.

Don't call me, don't write, and don't show up late at night.
You know we needed some time and space. So now I say
the things I want to say. Sometimes it’s better letting go this
way. I'll always know deep in my soul that we really had
so far to go.
I've given all I've had to give and now it’s time
for me to live. And I won't look back and I won't regret,
although it hurts like hell. Someday I will forget you...

And I aint lookin back
I'm giving up on loving you,
I can't take the pain you've put me through.
Deep down I know the feelings will always be there...
Maybe someday you'll actually care.

Don't ever try to come back to me
Because this time I'm moving on
And you're nothing but a [[memory]]

Im bored and lazy.

Recap!!
Yesterday
Today
** sorry. Im lazy**
Here's to all the girls who used to be his number one. The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check the caller ID the next morning & be disappointed. The ones who made it through that bitter break up, dried your own tears, & moved on with your life, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened. Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, "I only want to be your friend", one day, and the next, listened to him say how much he loves & misses you. We deserve something, and this is our tribute. Here's to the ones that took him back, hoping that maybe this time, he was different, hoping that maybe people really do change. We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, caught crap from our parents, & even snuck around to see him for while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, & ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us. Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found the one for us. We learned to settle for someone who didn't treat us the way we should be treated. Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up & put on their prettiest earrings, only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again. This is for those great girls who loved him more than words can say, & took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day & wonder "what if". This is for the girls that stayed up all night long listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend who cheated on him, & cried during the entire conversation. The ones who hoped he would realize that he deserved better, that he deserved us. When he said that he loved you, but he was in love with her, he didn't mean it. This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with. This is for us girls, who somehow managed to get him to forget about her, & get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us three weeks later that "things were going too fast, he needs time." Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends because of how stupid they felt. The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. This is for the ones who couldn't bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you so." The ones that could just tell that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts & their dreams again. We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us whenever he got the chance, one that would really care about us. We just wanted the one that we loved like that. Here's for the ones that finally realized that he never gave a crap about them. Here's for the time that he broke your heart again. This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears, & the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment. Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better. This is for those confusing days, when you miss him & want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. Stay strong and remember that relationships are like broken glass; sometimes it's better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together & get hurt. Remember the times you cried & how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that. When 'your song' comes on the radio, turn the station. When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made & tries calling, turn your phone off. When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door. Think of the broken promises, and the lies, the manipulation & the tears, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the crap he was. Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night & how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to. One day you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears, but he won't make you cry. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will. It's going to hurt like crap, & it's going to need time to heal, but the point is, it will heal. This is for those girls who fell back in love with their ex, only to get hurt all over again.

K. Bye

XOXO,
Issa <3

Sunday, March 25, 2007
I'm bored. And it's super hot.

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Well, Issa and I decided to make this blog run for years. Though I have a short attention span on things, I cross my fingers and hope.

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Argh. Inconsistency! Whatever.

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Love lots,

Jema