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I just changed the spelling of my name from CHARMAINE to CHARMAIGNE. I don't know, I must have enjoyed it with a G. It will really look more classy, if it would have been like that. Well, I thought of making it CHARMOEN (to look German). I am a proud Filipino, yet I get to be a critique when it comes to names. Since you'll stick with it forever why not change it into the way you like it, right? I've always wanted to add Maria infront of it, to look old-Pinoy-fashioned, and because I am jealous that most of my friends got two first names unlike me who got a simple English name, Charmaine. My last name is purely Filipino that is DIMACULANGAN. In the Philippines it means "enough" or more close to its articulation "not less". I was always teased when I am in grade school, but then I learn that people mature and get on with their life without getting to find my last name funny. I am turning sixteen on March, getting to know COLLEGE more, so I expect people to be mature than they are supposed to be. CHARMAINE means a beautiful orchard. I am definitely not an orchard, so I'll agree with being beautiful. ;p It also means "to sing", which is quite oppressive and pressure-giving since I don't got a voice the name CHARMAINE should be having. I just love to sing karaoke songs! It also means "to be a rich and successful lady", that is, I just made it up. But I know it'll come true. ;p All in all, I am enjoying my almost-sixteen years of existence, I don't want to finish it off with stupid things and beliefs. I have always wanted to enjoy life, and that's what I'm doing. I walk in the street certain of tripping myself with the pavement or just with my own foot, and I am proud of it. I will see pretty girls walking with me in the same sidewalk, but I will not develop the stimulus called INSECURITY. I will cherish my supercalifragilistic moments, and I will absolutely share it to people like you. :)

Screams




Sunday, November 2, 2008

October 30 and October 31, QUITE AN OKAY. November 1, get in the garbage. November 2 is the norm. I hope tomorrow's not so bad... But I think my November will suck. I hope I'm having the mistake of the tongue.

DAY 10/30.
We went to Manila and poof I became jolly! I was wishing for a day out of the cold, groggy house. And here it was. :) It was a hot day and I still hate myself. I stayed more hours in the car with my brethren, since my dad went meeting with a lot of people, a lot. We picked up mom from her job at 5PM, and after that, we proceeded to have a stroll around MOA. I bought some stuffs, as usual, but I am not enjoying the moment since my brother is a total spoiled brat! We watched HSM3!!! It was good! I want more of it. It was funny, because some of the kids in our back are making cranky comments with the scenes. It was a laugh and I love the popcorn of MOA. :] We actually spent the night over at where my mom is staying, and mind you, my sleep was not so good. The place was small, so we scrunched ourselves under that roof. Our big selves. I hate it. I wanted to sleep on the comfy couch! But my dad rushed in to get a bedcover and immediately owned my SUPPOSED-TO-BE bed. How rueful for me...

DAY 10/31
October's ending. It was a sweet month for me. So, proceeding with the day, I should be meeting with Shim and Lance, but since my phone is dead-not-working, I found myself not in the mood for anymore meet-ups. We ate breakfast at Jollibee Quiapo. It wasn't enough for me, when a breakfast should be eaten like a king! We are in Quiapo for the reason that dad's figure needs a blessing. We stood there for an hour! It's SIKSIKAN and MAINIT, but it was tolerable since I prayed hard. :) The people in there are very different. They really are devotees. I wanna cry because of the scene. I don't know why! I felt tears coming... Maybe because I was so sad lookin at these people waiting for a miracle. :( Awww. We then went to MOA again, again, again. Trinoma should be our next destination, but since it's out of route, we rather go to the biggest mall in Asia again. This time, we stayed at Powerbooks and Fullybooked. It was such a nice place with all the surrounding, great books! I wanted to buy a journal, but I want to excite myself and wait for the Christmas. I am too enjoyed of having a more laid and clean, and scheduled, and um sorted life? We then ate lunch at Chef de Angelo, I saw the cute kids who are wearing scary make-up and cute little costumes asking for trick-or-treat candies! How I wish I was one of them. :) I ordered Caesar salad which is yum! With a big chicken rib. Taste-e! Bumawi ako sa lunch a! I told my brothers that I really am too hungry to talk to them while eating. After that, it was time to pick up my mom to work. It's an early dismissal for them, and so we proceeded home. In going home, we stopped over at Shell in Angeles. It's the first time my dad pumped gas there, so it's my time to release pee. I saw this cute boutique with cheap finds! I want to check out the clothes but the thing is, I am again not in the mood to have a little dress-up in their small dressing room. So I thought that what I will want, I just have to buy it in my hometown. :}

DAY 11/1
Happy Todos Los Santos. So, do we usually say Happy? Like Happy Birthday when it's All Saint's day??? It started with a pissss and it ended with more pisss. I was so exhausted from all the car sickness. I really want to throw up every time I ride the car. We went to my dad's province and visit lolo's puntod. It was shitty because I almost dug myself into the cement corner of one epitaph. And the most fuckininanummm part, is that my dad called me stupid names pa. How is that supposed to feel? He should be asking if I was okay or if I'm still having a nightmare with the stars in my eyesight! Is he really my father?? These days I always feel this uncomfortable relation with him. I don't understand if he is really a dad who gives in, and understands his kids, but it looks like, the children are supposed to understand the dad. I ALREADY KNOW THAT THE WORLD IS FLAT! BUT I DIDN'T KNOW THAT THE SKY IS THE FLOOR ALREADY. I was pulling back my tears, because shame and self-hate is running in my veins... I blamed my foot for awhile, but I really blamed my dad for not understanding what happened. TOTALLY ASHAMED... We then came back to hometown's memorial park. It was a blast from everything when suddenly, grandma dearest blew up like a wolf. She was totally mad because we left her alone in there for hours. Her blood boiled Fahrenheits! I was scared and again, ashamed because people are already twisting their heads of the scene. SHE IS STARTING TO SHOUT!!! AS IF THE SKY IS FALLING. We came home....... One word = SHAME.

DAY 11/2
It's Cousin Anne Erika's birthday! She is in London but I treated her as my sister for quite a long time. She lived with our family almost the half of my already-life. :) I miss her actually. She should be living happy in the coldness of Europe. I am happy for her. It was a normal day. I stayed at the house, watching the ticks of the clock, and reading 'The World Is Flat' by Thomas Friedman. My gollygosh, I felt like my head ran around business. It's all about outsourcing french fries, Bangalore, IBM, Microsoft. Although,,, it was okay since I am really reading books because I want to enrich my vocab for the upcoming RSPC. My brothers are punching each other of who has the right to play in the computer. They are really cutting each other's throats just to play the damn battle game! I was supposed to say it should be me!!! But I don't want to add up to my own headache. I DON'T WANT STRESS AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. Speaking of the devil word, I thought of all the November responsibilities. I almost dumped myself into that hard-as-rock pillow... I want to close my eyes and wake up in paradise instead. I don't want stress, remember?


So that was it. My horoscope has been telling the truth once again. I told you, you should be reading dailyhoroscopes.com! It'll truly inspire you.... when the reading is good. :) Might as well check it out for yourself. It's fun with all the superstitions!


Toodles!

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