life is a roller-coaster

Saturday, November 22, 2008 @ 5:24 AM

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Friday, November 21, 2008 @ 7:46 AM

Monologues, Security, Blog

I just received one folder of monologues for training through e-mail. If you’re wondering how monologues and volleyball connect, they don’t. I haven’t told this but I stopped training in volleyball – in fact, I was forced. Both trainings for volleyball and F.I. (drama) fall on the same days and time… And I've been spending too much of my parents' money. Get it?

If I don’t train for F.I., I won’t be part of the play – that’s the main reason I auditioned for the club. I missed performing on stage.

Anyway, it’s hard to choose from all seven monologues, well actually six since one is in Tagalog – which I hate. The first is “Alice in Wonderland”, which I know nothing of. I have caught it on TV before when I was a kid but it didn’t interest me for the reason of being scared by the characters. So, FAIL!

Second is “Borrowed Parts”. It’s about having three or four guys to make you happy – FAIL!

Third is “Charge”. It’s about stories behind songs. I wish I’d like it but I don’t feel the spark – FAIL!

Fourth is “Protective Shield”. It’s about a girl having a hard time opening her feelings. Part me says this is the one but it’s drama.. and I don’t feel it, too – FAIL!

Fifth is “Manghuhula”. In English, it means Fortune Teller.. – FAIL!

Sixth is “Coffee Table”. It’s about a psycho ward patient who talks about the table that is moving and eventually becomes a monster in her eyes. I like making a fool of myself, so I’ll be thinking about it… - ?

Last is “Beautiful Day”. It’s about a girl who does not like her physical appearance and she wishes to be beautiful on the outside for just one day. I like this because I really relate to this. So I’ll be choosing between “Beautiful Day” and “Coffee Table”.

Before I go, I have to check if the gate is closed and locked. Quote Mom: “You are responsible for the security of the family since we cannot trust your brother anymore.” Oh since when was he responsible for anything? I don’t recall any time for that, in fact.

P.S. I know I've long forgotten about blogging for The One Love but seeing that new bloggers keep coming, who I'm sure applied days/weeks/months after I did, are blogging, and not me... `Kay!

Friday, November 7, 2008 @ 4:56 AM

Just wow

How in a million questions did you get to stand there?

I was about to scream from anger and irritation when I heard your name being called by Coach. I was about to punch the concrete floor when I saw you standing there inside the court, substituting one of our teammates, in the second set of the game, where we only need two points to reign victorious . I was about to tear up, realizing I still couldn’t play inside the court.

I have been putting in mind all the words and skills the coaches have taught us. I have been putting in action all the skills that were carefully and properly taught. I have been present in the five games that team had. I have been studying my best to get the grades I want to make my parents happy and to maintain the grade I need to continue training. I have been doing my all to improve my skills. I have wanted to see myself play inside the court.

You haven’t had any major improvements from the drills we keep having. You have only been present in one game we had. You don’t seem to be studying hard. You keep saying you don’t want to play. How the hell did you get to play when you have been absent for two whole months of training all because you had failing grades while I didn’t?

The number of trainees decreased when the first quarterly grades came out. I was given the opportunity to train when there are other people who deserve it more than I do. I showed determination while you were away and sweated hard to get what I want. You have no idea how difficult it was because we were focusing on building endurance, meaning there were more leg exercises and lesser ball handling, which I can picture you complaining about.

There were a number of team gatherings that time and you were present in all of them. I only attended some or even just one of them because I either lack of time or I just couldn’t be there. This, of course, gave you a boost of your social status for high school and the opportunity for the older teammates to like you more than me.

Well, it worked… And I think it did for our coaches, too.

I even think that you’re only here because all you want is for the older high school students to like you since a lot of them dislike you badly.

I don’t know what’s in you that made you play in the game recently. Is it because your height or is it just because they really DO like you? Why did you deserve that place when I worked hard MORE than you and have been present in training MORE than you?

WHY?!

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Sunday, November 2, 2008 @ 3:37 AM

Music Videos

Check `em all out!

Panic At The Disco - It's Almost Halloween
The Cab - Bounce
Panic At The Disco - Northern Downpour
Mercy Mercedes - The Perfect Scene
Simple Plan - Save You

@ 1:58 AM

Phew!

These past few days (or weeks), Mom has been losing money all of a sudden consistently. After she found out $200 was missing from her bag just a week ago, she couldn’t take it anymore. She almost burst out from fury and literally cleared out all the things of the people she suspected.

Our school’s PTA has launched their new fund-raising project that almost everybody (except for me) participated in. Each student is requested to sell a booklet of tickets, which entitles you to win a digital camera, an iPOD, a laptop, a PSP, and a home theater showcase.

My sisters have sold almost sold everything from the booklet and they couldn’t be happier.

Just yesterday, Angeline has finished selling one whole booklet. I calculated the money she had and found out P60 was missing. I told Mom the next day and she popped.

While eating dinner, Ariane whispered to me that the whole cash from the sold tickets were missing. I told Mom and she boiled. (I found it eventually, the envelope that contained the money was peacefully lying down on the top drawer of Mom’s room.)

Why can’t I keep my mouth shut?

That wasn’t the end; I was forced to go through the room of the person she suspected. I saw something I never wanted to see. I showed it, and she steamed.

Why can’t I keep my hand frozen?

While I was getting rice in the kitchen for dinner, the newly recruited maid who started just two days ago suddenly stood beside me. She told me she was going to leave (and I already knew that while we were on the way to Timberland) because she couldn’t take Mom’s attitude and she was rudely pointing at her, and blah, blah, blah.

She even said that Mom was the reason why maids don’t last long in our house. All I could say was, what the hell are you talking about? It’s only her second day and she’s talking as if she knows everyone in the household. I even doubt she knows my name.

Before we left the house for Timberland, she was cleaning up the fish using the other faucet since the one we always use doesn’t have water at that moment. Mom told her to use the other one and the maid replied in a disrespectful way, according to Mom, which made her angry.

And here is the scene where I get rice from the kitchen.

I was about to tell what I was told to Dad as I returned to the dining table. Good thing I kept my mouth shut or else this blog would be as long as my leg.

THANK YOU, GOD!

preface

Everything I state in this page are words of truth and reality. I am not a perfect person. I know that I have been given life to see how the world works and revolves. At this point of my life, I say that I understand life in ways that move like a roller coaster. That is a fact. I am Janella and this is how it flows in my world.

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