Pass!
I don’t have something I treasure the most. Because if you keep something with the utmost love, you can never live without it. And as far as I am concerned, I can live without my phone, without the internet, without material things. As long as I am with the people that I love, I am happy, I can live.
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It was really hard for me think of the person I want to be with for a day. I mean, I enjoy my life despite all things that are trying to make it miserable. I love what I have right now and I think that would suffice for the mean time. Somehow, there are still some people inspiring us, one way or another. So, she’s it.
I wouldn’t want to trade places with her. That’s not a good idea, I think. I would want to spend a day with her, yes. But I don’t want to become anybody else.
I like Hilary Duff. I love Hilary Duff. She’s one of the few Disney Channel stars that never went wrong, lol. But really, she’s imperfectly inspiring. What I love about her the most is how she dealt with her imperfections. She dealt with it her own way, which wasn’t exactly the easy way. She’s got that certain type of class in her, sophistication, that comes out naturally. She may not be the best singer (Lindsay Lohan actually sings better, no offense,) but she’s the best role model Disney ever produced.
I can’t write more kind words about her because I will seem more obsessed about her more than the paparazzis are.
Shoes!
Don’t be confused. I missed yesterday so I posted Day 4 today. 
So, what is my favourite memory? Growing up with almost no parents, I recall only faint, countable memories. These faint, countable memories include those little moments I spent with my Dad. He died when I was just 6 years old. 3 months before I turn 7, and a month before his birthday. Even with just a short time, I can tell you that I was, and still, a daddy’s girl. I loved every little thing about my Dad. He’d do anything for me and our family and that’s a fact, I tell you. I recall my sister saying that Dad fought hard just to hold on, just not to lose life. He wanted to continue providing with us, I guess; he wanted to watch us grow up and continue to guide us as we do.
But I guess not everything we want can be given to us. Maybe sometimes, we have already accomplished our life’s mission without knowing it. And all we have to do, us who have been left, is to hold on to those memories, good or not, and continue contemplating. See what good they brought our lives and what good can we get from it in the present tense.
One of the childhood memories I remember, with Dad in it, is the time he brought us out. Pay day, I think it was. In the department store, as we roamed around, I saw this pretty, little Barbie shoes. It’s pink (of course) and made of semi-hard plastic. I fell in love with the shoes at once so I asked him if he could buy me a pair. He said yes so we looked for my size. And it took us forever to find one! But fortunately, we did. So yeah, he brought me those shoes and… Guess what happened. Lol.
Anyway, the shoes in the picture aren’t the actual shoes we brought. Mine was somehow transparent, but still pink, with glitters, and Barbie’s face on it.
Yes for Education!
Hmm.. The dream job thing still pains me. I am still on the crossroads; it is difficult now, and will be heaving tomorrow. But just to continue this challenge, let me tell you the dream job I created in my mind before.
The degree I took was Bachelor of Arts in International Studies. It is the degree for those who aspire to work for the betterment of not just oneself, but of countless people. This degree offers countless opportunities and I chose this because anyhow my plans change, my degree will still feed me everything I need.
Though ABINTERSTU, I wanted to be a diplomat. I wanted to work for the United Nations. I wanted to promote education, health and poverty action. It is perplexing though to think how can my mother country send me there and ask me to do so. See, I should be sent by our government to another international organization to promote diplomatic goals and peaceful relations. Well the Philippines is a member of the United Nations just like Australia, United Kingdom and the United States of America. But unlike them, according to my professor in POL1N, our representative(s) just sit at the farthest corner of the hall, clapping at whatever the current speaker says, and technically, has got nothing to say on the discussed matter. So, um, a freelance diplomat, anyone? Loljk.
However, I still want to do it. I know I can if only I will. Right?
Oooh.. I love this show! They’re on their 4th season this coming September. I am so late because I am just about to finish 2nd season. Booooo =.=
Anyway, what I love about The Mentalist is how it goes very well with continuity. Something other shows just can’t; talk about Glee. Another would be the way they play with the characters and the storylines. It’s just fantastic. The storyline from the past episodes, as long as it has not ended, still goes on with the next episodes. The friction isn’t gone. I love the show’s humor, really. Especially that of Patrick Jane‘s, the character played by Simon Baker. Oh, sarcasm!
