Sparkling on my own rhythm with a pocket full of stars

Sunday, June 05, 2005

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Our family decided to drop by my boarding house this day. I left some of the things in my new room, met a few new faces, and realized that a new life is about to unfold. Tomorrow, I shall be sleeping in a room not my own, in a house I’ve been to only twice.

Ms. Maryjane, the owner, was very nice to me. And so are the other people there. Her nephew was there too and he was the one who handed me the keys. He was nice, too. I think he was the guy who answered the phone when I first called to inquire. And yeah, he, too, is a college student (prolly a sophomore or a junior). Even the 10-month old baby was so welcoming! He was holding my hand and smiling at me; he even allowed me to kiss him in the cheek. A really sweet baby. Oh, I love kids.

Anyway, the guy (Ms. Maryjane’s nephew) said that if my classes start at 8:30, I should leave by 7 to avoid traffic. Oh well. That’s okay. At least their subdivision has a roaming shuttle so I don’t have to walk.

Hmm…new people, new places, new school--- basically, a whole new life.

But me? I’ll stay the same.

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10:35 AM
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Thursday, May 26, 2005

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Hmm.. I have decided that I’ll post my thoughts here as well.

You know, I can get really indecisive sometimes. Or shall I say, I like making rules and breaking them. Hehe. That’s soooooo me.

Even though I am in love with My Immortal (MOM, if you are reading this, My Immortal is a song by Evanescence. Don’t get me wrong. Hehehe.), which I placed in my other blog, I still prefer this sort of lullaby.

It’s hypnotizing, really. I often visit this blog just to listen to that. Yes. Just to listen. And yeah, to read and reread my introduction.

Try to pause for a while and just listen. What does it remind you? Well, every time I hear it, I am reminded of my childhood, of the sweetest things that ever happened to me, of God’s countless blessings--- some of which I have been unthankful of, of my childhood, and of my ultimate dream of becoming a REAL angel one day.

Call me melodramatic, but I had a feeling before that I am going to DIE YOUNG. When I found out about my sickness, I thought, “this must be it.” But my wonderful God wants me to live. I still have a number of Youth Camps to serve and outreaches to go to.

I am about to cry now. Seriously. Before, I thought, “if I am going to die early, at least I can finally be a real angel. How nice it would be if I can follow around my close friends and the people who call me angel!”

This, the sound you are hearing now (um, if you aren’t hearing a thing, try turning ON your speaker. LOLz.), is MY LULLABY. Lullabies are sung usually to make a baby fall asleep or to hush her cries. I listen to it when I’m down, and it reminds me of the nice things people said about me. Sans the not-so-nice ones? Nope. Nice and not-so-nice, they’re all the same. The former lifts my spirits up while the latter made me stronger.

When it’s YOUR down time, visit this blog. You’ll realize what I meant with all that I said.

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2:33 PM
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

:: My Medicines Are Killing Me ::

Medicines are supposed to make you feel better, right?

The ones I’m taking are making me feel worse.

Just like one of my friends said, “Para kang nasa Deathrow ha. ”

In case you don’t know, I am taking 3 tablets (which are as big as a capsule) 15 minutes before breakfast and one tablet every four hours. One is for my lungs and the other is for my fever. I am about to graduate from the latter, though. Thank God.

Good thing I have this new PC. It makes me feel better. LOLz.

y the way, I’ll be out of the house later to confess. Silly- read first before thinking about anything. You see, it will be my first time to serve in a Youth Camp for YFC and we have to go to confession before we’ll be allowed to serve. It might take me forever! Haha. I haven’t confessed for ages.

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9:53 PM
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Tuesday, May 24, 2005

:: Hello to my new home *hugs* ::

After all those editing, my new home is finally done!

http://rhealethybites.blogdrive.com, however, will not close down.

So to avoid confusion, here's the difference:
1. my blogdrive account will be the home of my THOUGHTS
2. while my blogspot account will contain the things going on with my life.

get it?

*mwah*

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12:54 AM
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RHEA rhea is an angel wannabe.

as of this moment, there are already 11 people who calls her angel.

yes that's few. but she knows that one day, all her friends will give in to her little whim of being called an angel.

because rhea is an angel. period.

*winx*

rhea loves cinnamon. her dad often bring home cinnamon rolls from cinnabon for her.

she likes purple so much she had her room painted in that color.

rhea's favorite date is her dad.

not that she's currently dating anyone. haha!

she may seem like just another spoiled brat but she's not.

so why don't you give her a second look?

maybe then, you'll see something new.
*winx*

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