we gon' party like ish yo birthday
we gon' sip bacardi like ish yo birthday...♫
so, there's a significant thing happening tomorrow. and i can't wait for it. what is it, anyway? well, tomorrow is the Beermen's game against the Tigers. in Dubai. damn, it's so far. and it's a desert. OMGandhi, Bonbon would have something in his eye (as in puwing) every time they go to the desert! HAHA. [thanks a lot for the fact, Febz. Almost-nephew.]
anyways, at least there's a simultaneous game in the Araneta. i get to see "Dirty Larry" Fonacier. BAMBAMBAM. with the signature Motolite guy line...
"Convincing... Isang Motolite, boss!"HAHA.
okay. i won't deny the fact that tomorrow is also my birthday. so, i'm not a baby anymore. i'm 13. and... i think it's time to give my top 10 12-year-old moments.
THE AMOUREUX TOP 10 LIST OF 12-YEAR-OLD MOMENTS
- STILL ALIVE AND KICKING.
after the sicknesses, depressions, and the like, i'm still here. standing strong. not tall (i'm only 5 feet), but proud. LET'S GO!
- Leave the old, take the new.
i left my old friends, who are bad influences. i just can't see a bright future with them. and i went along with the people whom i became close to during the Cultural Show practices. and i'm feeling good with them. i thank the Lord for sending me these people. at least they're not bad influences.
- Singing a solo part in the Cultural Show.
it's my first time in 5 years, so it's something memorable. and with good (i mean, great) feedback from the crowd, it's something to remember.
- Fight and make up.
i get into fights with almost everyone who's important to me at the moment. edelweiss, miharu-chan, blueflower, even with my adviser! you know what i mean, right? well, at least it's all done. i feel better. but the fights with my adviser? that makes me feel like a daredevil. well, i AM a daredevil, ain't i?
- Once you pop, you can't stop.
last January 23, my dad brought us to our first PBA game. well, at first i thought it's baduy 'cause it's like a local version of the NBA. but hey, i don't know what changed my mind (wait, i think it's Hontiveros). anywho, it changed my mind. and i can't stop not talking about it. tell me about it.
- Bloguru-ing for the first time.
i found out about Bloguru during December, i think. and i found miharu-chan's blog. and i was like, wow, i wanna be here. and poof, she gave me an invite. and from there, well, i started blogging SERIOUSLY. i've been owning about 10 livejournals, 1 imeem blog, 1 blogspot page, and a multiply blog. but i've never been serious except this one. and i've met people from other places. how's that for sheer blogging?
- Be sealed with the gifts of the Holy Spirit.
i got confirmed on January 21. it was a great experience, being sealed with the 7 gifts. and the practices, not to mention the "Sir Noe move", were great. except for our #10 moment...
- Still in the pilot section.
it may be hard, but hey, for a 12-year-old, it's an accomplishment. imagine, a 12-year-old sophomore in the pilot section? they may call it queer, but for me, it's a good thing. kind of.
- Bring it back to life!
with regards to my other blog, i've been using it last year and i think i should give it another shot. so, it's still up-and-going, and if you wanna check it out, well, here it is.
- It's just an alibi. A white lie.
you see, during the practices, there's this guy who kept on complimenting my voice. i think it's alright, but during the St. Paul event in Araneta, he kept on asking me about my favorite flower. i don't have one, so i said none. he kept on asking until i got fed up. and then the next day, he gave me flowers. assorted, like he was going to give it to the cemetery. attached is a note saying, "you're the girl i want to be with forever."
i don't like stuff like that. and besides, the guy is an EMO, he reeks (you could smell him from a mile away and faint, no kidding), and he's fat. he doesn't even have any of the Dillinger traits! so, i talked to him, told him not to court me, and he's fine with that. then i went down and suddenly, our sister-adviser appeared. i don't wanna talk about the incident, so i told her that i asked the guy to buy it. well, it's a white lie. until she found out and reprimanded me and placed me under observation. it SUCKS. i can't eat during the whole week, while he has the guts to eat 4 meals in one recess! what kind of a jerk is that? so, i forgot about the thing, and good thing he's not texting me anymore. *phew*
a bad one, but it will be in my top 10 for being the worst.
and as i close a chapter of my "baby" life today and start a new chapter tomorrow, i would like to thank everyone who made my life meaningful. whether directly or indirectly. may God bless you. CHEERS TO A FRUITFUL LIFE!
~amoureux
