Bloody Sunday

Hey there. After four tiring days, I've managed to get myself enough time to post an entry. Okay, maybe I was just lazy. I changed the lay-out for the third time since the last one was so messy and the alignments where moving, I don't know why. This lay-out is so neat and looks okay for me. The one who made this skin is a great and creative person.

I think I might be back to blog skinning on the month of July. I just need to have my CS3 Dreamweaver. I'm still waiting for Adobe to avail the trials, then if I find it handy, I might buy the original installer or maybe I'd just download some pirated stuff on the internet. Haha.

It's 8 days away. The very first anniversary of my weblog will be on the 7th day of the year 2008. I'm so happy and excited. I haven't had any blog that have been existing for that long, although most of the time, I'm on hiatus. Whatever, at least I didn't delete this account and decided to pursue blogging again.

So, about the wire sculpture project, I've decided to make a tiara instead. Since I can't think of anything to do except that, actually mom and my brother gave me the idea.

I've made a framework for our group report about the Prehistories. I'm gonna print that tomorrow and start working on the visual aids. And yeah, Manny Pacquiao won! I'm glad that he won the 4th title and that he's making all the Filipinos proud. But I'm not an avid fan of boxing and I feel that there's too much violence. Haha. I saw Diaz's face, it was all blown up with bruises and black eyes. My goodness, it was awful and I feel sad for him for losing his title. Anyhow, I don't think there's peace whenever Pacman's on his fight. I just think the policemen and authorities aren't doing their job. They're just watching and pulling they're eyeballs to their television sets while there are criminal minds doing their evil thing.

By the way, I just love Bubble Gang. It makes me laugh my ass off. Not to mention Ang Spoiled, Ogie Alcasid's acting is so funny. I mean, what kind of little spoiled girl has bisceps the size of a large rodent? Haha. Their new stars, Moymoy Palaboy, is also funny but I don't think they have originality. I mean, Ryan Higa did those spoofs first, they should've done fresh ideas and did not copy any of what has been done.

I think this will be the end for this post. Till next time. :)

A day not to remember.

So yes, I have no ideas on my mind right now.
I'm so pissed with... with...
Okay, I don't know with who am I pissed.
I just feel so freakin' bad. :|
I feel so much hate. I feel so much anger.

~~~

Frank was so not great at all. My sister
(we're not actual sisters), Hennie; her
family resides in Aklan. And Frank did
terrible things there. So yeah, I prayed
for them of course. And thank God, He
listened to it along with others who also
joined our prayers.

~~~

Since I very much like Food and Cooking too,
I'll plug Rom's new blog :)
cookiecrumbtrails.blogspot.com
And Congratulations for making it in the school
newsletter! Let's welcome the newest News
Editor of [insert school publication name here].

Brave.

If this is the moment
I stand here on my own
If this is my rite of passage
That somehow leads me home
I might be afraid
But it’s my turn to be brave

If this is the last chance
Before we say goodbye
At least it’s the first day
Of the rest of my life
I can’t be afraid
Cause it’s my turn to be brave

LSS. Hahaha. I hear this song every elimination
night episode of the Idol franchise aired in GMA7.
I know, I watch it. Hahaha. It's just because
I want to laugh about how they copied Idol.
Hmm. I don't want to discriminate them or something,
I just feel that it ain't cool - what they are doing.
And sometimes, I even think that no one watches
the program at all. Haha. Whatever.

Back to the song... I can feel it. Haha.
I saw a photo of the singer - Idina Menzel.
Her face seems to be matured for her voice.
Haha. I mean, her voice sounds real young, and when
I saw her face, I was shocked. She looked like
someone in the late 20's. But anyhow, I like her
voice. Sounds really relaxing. And I very much like
the song and the thought in it. I feel so inspired
in some way.

~~~

We don't have any classes tomorrow. Yay for me. :)
Frank (the typhoon) is so good. He granted my wish.
Hahaha. I didn't do my project, I was too lazy anyway.
So, I think I'd just do it tomorrow. I'm making
a wire sculpture by the way. Here's an example of it:


(click to enlarge)

~~~

Good luck for me. And thanks to those who gave me
overwhelming complements and encouragements
to pursue writing. I love you all for that. :)

Paraiso.

Thank God it's Friday. And tomorrow is Saturday,
and the day after tomorrow is Sunday. I hate that
it'll be Monday after the day after tomorrow.
Hahaha. How redundant.

Anyway, I've said on my last entry that all
the ideas in my head are jumbled up. But I
think it's pretty organized now since I can
think properly.

So yeah. I finished the poem for Filipino
earlier today. And I'm so glad that I received
a complement from our teacher but in an
unusual way but it's okay, at least she
appreciated my masterpiece.

Here it goes:

~~~

Munting Paraiso
Ni Lee Anne Mae Sheets

Napapansin ko ang pagbuhos ng ulan,
Tila may nais sabihin ang ating kalikasan.
Pagmasdan ninyo ang kalangitan,
Para bang siya ay nasasaktan;
Ating pakinggan ang kanyang panawagan.

Ang dating maaliwalas na paraiso,
Nagkagulo-gulo; nabalot ng kadiliman,
Nagkalat ang dumi; kagandaha'y nagpira-piraso,
Naging isang bangungot na tila walang hanggan.

O munting paraiso, anong ginawa nila sa'yo?
'Sandamakmak na basura,
Sampid sa ekonomiya.
Tunay ngang ika'y nakakaawa,
Naghihinagpis at nagdurusa.

Kaya't dapat ay magtulungan,
Maging masigasig at pagsikapan.
Umasa ka sa'min, kalikasan.
Sa aming kakayahan; ika'y maniwala.
Sa aming determinasyon; ika'y magtiwala.

O munting paraiso, muling magbalik;
Para sa mga tulad kong sabik.
Mananatili bang isang panaginip na lamang;
Ang minimithi, ang inaasam-asam?

~~~

I know, it's so... Whatever. I can't describe it.
Indescribable. I was so nervous when I
submitted it, my feet were shaking and I had
butterflies rumbling in my stomach- same
feeling whenever I feel in love. Haha.

We needed to put art to sumbolize the poem.
I drew a rose with a butterfly. I used Enrique's
(a special friend back from Olongapo) drawing in
my novel-like diary frack as a guideline.
I colored half of the rose, red and green; while the
other side is so black. I can't explain what I
have in my mind right now. Maybe I'll detail it
later. By the way, here's what my teacher said:

Ms. Gutierrez: Lee Anne, halika..

Lee: Bakit po Ma'am?

Ms. G: Ikaw ba gumawa nito? Walang kinopya?

Lee: Opo Ma'am. Sa katunayan po, yung 1st at 3rd
stanzas kahapon ko pa po ginawa. Yung natira, kanina
ko lang po ginawa.

Ms. G: Pwede 'tong i-publish sa The Mango(the
school newsletter). Ipapasok ko 'to, baka sakaling
makalusot. Maganda yung gawa mo ha.

Lee: Thank you po :)

At first, I was kinda insulted and offended in some
way by what she said but in the end, I can't
remove the smile on my face. I just wish I could
go back to Journalism again.

The Bird Flu.

A lot has happened in 4 days. Sorry my loyal readers,
I was too busy studying hard. LOL. Hahahaha. Okay.
So, yeah, it's been a while. I had lots of stories
to tell and yet I can't think of anything to start with.

Anyhow, I'm making a Tagalized poem for my Filipino
subject. It's about kalikasan. A good theme
but I think it's too common for any plain poem.

~~~

I always have fun in school. I enjoy it even more
whenever there's a good discussion or whenever my intellect
is complemented by anyone. Haha. Whatever Lee.

~~~

I miss watching Gossip Girl. I haven't finished season 1 yet.
I'm too busy to spend time in front of the computer
till my ass hurts. School's really giving me all kinds of ache.
Head ache. Body ache. Heart ache? Nah, no high school romances.
I want to get back to that situation no more.

~~~

What a very unorganized entry. All the ideas in my head
are jumbled up because of some problems. And my eyes' sore.
I can't find my glasses. I need some more sleep. And I need love.
So gimme it. Hahaha.

Torn Between Two Lovers

The indefinite feeling of being in love brings so much
confusion and pain in our hearts. Why can't humans
have two hearts so it won't be hard to choose over
two different people? Yes, we can love two men at a
time but in a very unfair way. I can't afford to hurt
anyone especially mr. "x" and mr. "y". It would break my
heart to know that I have to make a decision sooner or later.

~~~

Another random thing I found in my notebook. I think
I made that earlier today. I feel that my talent is
growing back. I don't know, maybe it is. I hope so.
I just miss receiving complements from other people
and taking constructive criticisms from the experts.
I miss calling myself a freehand writer and a poet.
I miss everything about creative writing, from
thinking to rearranging my thoughts in chronological
order, to posting here on my weblog or just re-writing
it on a piece of plain white paper.

~~~

Today was a great day for me. I participated in a lot
of discussions and I think I had lots of merits today. :)
Grace period is over in Chemistry and I can't afford
to have demerits. Oh well, I should just be careful
with my actions. So anyway, our very first art project
will be put in the exhibit. Thanks to Romer, my artsy
fartsy partner, we had an amazing burial mask.

Okay, I have to go now. I feel a bit sleepy.
And there are a lot of text messages pending, I
hate making my loved ones wait. Ciao!

A Tribute to the First Man in my Life

Our fathers toil with hands and heart
To make our lives complete.
They quietly brave the winter cold,
Endure the summer heat.

Our fathers' lives are busy, but
There's always time for us.
They boldly face the ups and downs
And seldom ever fuss.

Our fathers are the greatest dads.
We know you know this, too.
But thank you for the chance to share
Our love for them with you.

~~~

Fathers' day is not enough time to describe how much we love our fathers.
They give us freedom, peace, and love to help us live our daily lives.
One way to show our thanks is to create poetry in hope
they feel the expression, even in humor. Another, is to call him dad.

So I give this weblog entry as a tribute to the first man in my life,
my Father. He does not only give me my needs financially, he gives me
the inspiration I need to continue with my goals in life. He guides me
to the right path together with my mother. Let's give a toast for the
greatest fathers in the world. Let's celebrate the commemoration of
the best men we could ever find. I love you Pa :*

~~~

That was a bit cheesy. Hahaha. But whatever, at least I did something
for my father. I wish he could read this but I guess he just shouldn't at all.
I miss him very much. He'll be home for like 3 months from now, September.
So yeah. What I miss most about him, is whenever he tries to amuse me
and we end up laughing are asses off the couch. I miss the times when
we have family outings and we stay at the beach for like 3 days and get
our whole body burnt while his remains white. I miss the times when we
need to kiss him goodbye before going to school. I miss it when we
eat at Jollibee fastfood chains. Oh gosh, I really miss him a lot.

~~~

So anyway, there's school tomorrow and I ain't ready yet. Haha.
Okay, I think I won't join the CAT anymore. I got so many taunts from
other people and it really scared me a lot.

And yeah, everybody loves EENA, right? Wala lang. Hahaha.

The Chemistry Fever

Today is a good day. I can be lazy as much as I want to be lazy.
I can be a couch potato for as long as I can. I can do whatever
I want to my time. Gaah. I miss this feeling, I feel so free.
Whatever Lee. Hahaha.

So anyway, the first week of school was really tight.
The first day was a really hectic day.
The second was okay, still a busy day.
The third day was fun. I had fun, fun, fun.
I felt somehow that I "belong" in the class. Haha.


The fourth day, Friday the 13th, was my day.
The night before that day, I slept like a baby.
When I woke up, I realized that it was already 5 am
and I didn't do any of my homeworks and researches.
Holy cow! It was so much of a hassle. Mom even scolded me.
I hate when she does that in the morning.
I didn't eat 3 meals in a row.
Dinner on June 12th; Breakfast and Lunch on the 13th.
It was weird and all, I can feel my stomach rumbling
but I wasn't hungry at all.

And oh, I caught the attention of my Chemistry professor.
I was lectured, good thing we were still in grace period
so I had no demerits yet. I was caught looking at my
freakin' cellphone. I was only checking what time is it.
But then it seemed that I was texting. Whatever. Haha.

I was thinking if I should or should not join the CAT.
I know it's really tiring and it would take most of my time.
I don't know how to decide. So, what do you think?
Should I? Or should I not?

Confessions of a Transferree

First day of terror... First day of stress... First day of school...

As I walked in the never-ending hallways of regret and pure evil,
I felt something in my stomach, somewhat a whirling pool that's
draining my guts and also what I ate for breakfast - fried rice and
fish omelette.

So many unfamiliar faces passed by me. I barely recognized some
friends I've made during the summer classes.

The odds of being the "new kid, the "loser who came to town"
or the "freaky weirdo" isn't that hard to accept. Okay, who am
I kidding? It is pretty hard to cope up with all these
shenanigans not to mention my standing with "the social life"
of Junior students. Since they all have their own circle of
friends, I find it hard to push myself "in the circle".
Maybe I should make my own, that'll be cool.

What I hate most about transferring to another school,
the attendance checking. Every freaking time that happens,
I feel that my surname is becoming more obscene than ever.
I don't know if it is obscene, it just sounds something like that.

~~~END~~~

I made that piece of writing on the first day of classes.
It's unfinished. So anyway, I was supposed to post it yesterday
but then I was fully loaded. So yeah. I had fun,
and had some boring times. I almost slept in my Physics' class.
Hahaha. What can I do? The teacher's so damn boring. But anyhow, I
had a great time on the new school being the new kid.
It was fun meeting new people and it's so annoying that
I'm required to introduce myself over and over and over
and over and over and over again. HAHAHA. :))

It's 10:59 in the evening and I'm done doing my
assignments and all those shitty things.
I think this is enough for now. I'll tell more about
everything tomorrow when I get the chance to
loosen up. So yeah. Ciao :)

SCHOOL.

OMG. I'M GONNA GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW.

Oh Gosh, no more late night dates with the television.
No more texting until the sun comes up.
And no more online chatting 'til my eyes sore.
I'm gonna miss my almost-stress free 2-week vacation.
It was nice meeting Summer, it was good while it lasted.
Hello back-breaking, heart-aching, shitty fucking SCHOOL.
I think I'm gonna enjoy my Junior year. New boys, here I come. LOL :))

Hello

I can't think of any frack to write. So yeah.
I'm all alone here, pretty scared.
Mom and the evil brother and sister will come home tomorrow.
They slept over at my aunt's house. I have no money,
I have no load. And my life is so boring. Gaah.
Anyway, here's a little something to read. :)


My knees start to weaken,
At the first sight of your face.
My heart starts to melt,
At the thought of your embrace.
I want you so bad to hold, and to touch
And that is because I love you so much.

When your looking at the stars,
In the eternal blue,
Remember that each star out there
Is a reason why I love you.
And when you think your alone,
And when no one is there at all;
I'll be right in front of you,
To catch you when you fall.
And I want you to know whatever you do
I will always be here
And I will always love you.



~Okay, this poem's meaning is so lost in love.
I hate it. I'm just not as good as I used to be.



Don't tell me you love me if you are not sincere;
For a lie that strong can ruin my life and bring on a new fear.
Fear to be loved, fear to love ever again.
It can cause my fragile heart to break, tear and bend.
Think of all in life that will be missed,
because of one small broken promise.
So, when I put all of my trust deep within you,
Please don't tell me you love me, unless you truly do.


~I hate this even more. Ack.

Probation

How can something be gone when it was
never even there in the first place?
Think about it first before jumping
into conclusions, whatsoever.
Neither one of us would want this
to be over, unless, there's something
that you're not telling me at all.

I made that this morning before I went to sleep.
I suck on writing. I hate it, I hate my thoughts.

Moving on...

Yesterday, I went to school to get my schedule.
My gosh, I think they want to kill all their students.
I never got used to school and I never will.
The only thing I'm excited about school is buying
new notebooks and pens and other kinds of paper.

And oh, I'm on probation this school year.
I'm scared. >.<

Mahal na Magulang:

Ipinagbibigay alam namin sa inyo na ang inyong anak na si
Lee Anne Mae Sheets, III - Newton ay isinasailalim sa
"probationary status" sa taong ito, S.Y. 2008 - 2009.
Aming ipinaaalala sa inyo na siya at maaaring dagliang alisin
sa Imus Institute kung siya ay irereklamo ng mga guro, kamag-aral
at kawani ng paaralan at kung isasagawa ang mga sumusunod na paglabag:

1. pagliban ng walang dahilan/cutting classes
2. hindi paggawa ng takdang aralin at proyekto ayon sa deadline ng guro
3. pagsapi at pagbuo ng illegal na asosasyon
4. hindi pagsuot ng wastong uniporme at sapatos, pagsusuot ng hikaw (lalaki)
at pagkukulay ng buhok
5. pagdadala ng mga nakamamatay na sandata, buckels o knuckes
at iba pang mabibigat
6. kakulangan ng notebook na gamit sa mga aralin
7. paninigarilyo, pagsusugal at iba pang mga bawal na bisyo /
pagdadala ng ipinagbabawal na gamot (shabu, marijuana at iba pa)
8. pananakot at pagbabanta
9. pang-uumit o pagnanakaw
10. pagsira sa mga gamit sa paaralan at/o vandalism
11. kawalang galang sa guro, kamag-aral at mga kawani ng paaralan
12. paghiram, pagpapahiram at paggamit ng ID ng ibang mag-aaral
13. pananakit at pakikipag-away
14. paggamit ng cellphone, walkman, discman, gameboy, at iba pang
bagay na di dapat gamitin sa loob ng classroom
15. pagdadala ng mga gamit na walang kaugnayan sa mga aralin
o asignatura (komiks, pornographic materials, magazines at iba pa)

Oh my gosh. I'm like a prisoner or something. Huhu. It's really
hard for me to be the new kid, not to mention the peer pressure.
Haha. Anyway, that'll be for now. I'll post an entry in a day or two.
Au revoir!

[edit]

OMG. I hate myself even more than I did earlier.
I saw wrong choices of words and wrong sentences,
and everything seemed so wrong. I HATE LEE ANNE MAE SO MUCH. T_T
And oh, Iyah, tinatamad ako mag-post nung tag chuva.
Ang hilig mo naman kasi mang-tag e. Hahaha. I love you :*

LIKE OMG.

Where the hell did Lee go? - EV'RY FREAKIN' PERSON WHO KNOWS ME.

Well, hello world. Hello people of the internet.
I missed every bit of html codes here.
I missed you all so bad. I missed my keyboard.
I missed the clicking and typing.
I missed blogger and what I missed most,
are the people behind those beautiful
words I used to read. HAHAHA.
I know, bolera aketch.

So, where did Lee Anne go? I went to a far, far away place,
where fireflies danced - our house. See, we moved to a lot of houses,
and we haven't got a steady connection to the internet, so yeah.
And now, we're residing somewhere in Cavite.
If you're within the vicinity, tell me and we shall meet. :D

And oh, we'll have the smart broadband connection forever.
So I'll be online as much as I used to be.

One more thing, I just noticed this - I was 5 months on HIATUS.
What the heck was that? I just can't believe myself,
not writing at all. I miss poetry also :)

If there are anymore questions,
just tag me on the cbox or better, comment. :)
And oh, keep in touch.

If every simple song I wrote to you
would take your breath away,
I'd write it all.