Waterfall.

My words flow,

like a waterfall

out of my mind's walls

and lash through my soul.

My words flow,

like a waterfall

to the point where I can recall

every single line, word and share it with y'all.

My words grew with me,

from when I crawled, when I was small... and well, still small.

My words shared love, hate, and everything in between,

I try to keep my words clean,

& like jack's bean,

I plant my words,

and keen, hope for

something magical,

like a waterfall

all-natural

from heaven's mall,

a God-given

gift

and I thank him

for keeping me adrift

in a world where

money is of quintessence

and heart is never the essence.

What do you do with a gift that's useless?

One that'll never get acceptance

One of love, hope, and dreams.

What do you do when you're a waterfall... and they want you to be a stream?

People who have heard about my ugly morning today know what I'm talking about.

Hey, this fire is burning our souls.

I NEED TO BUY STUDS AND BEADS AND STUFF.

The inner creative me is beckoning.

Things I have accomplished while sick:

-Sent a total of 171 text messages in 2 days; a quarter of them to people (most of whom asked) about my absence from school/work/Joyce's party

-Watched a total of 8 online movies which is 20+ hours of being on my laptop in bed

These movies include:

The blindside (1 1/2 times)

She's out of my league

Pride and Prejudice

Atonement

Persuasion (Yeah, I went on a Jane Austen marathon, deal with it.)

The Bounty Hunter

How to Train Your Dragon (Twice)

Tooth Fairy (Just because. And the fact that he reminds me of Marvin's dad...don't ask.)

-Ate five different kinds of liquid-y meals (because my throat hurts and I can't swallow... yeah, yeah, yeah start the "That's what she said" jokes...real mature, guys) : beef pho, udon, chicken noodle, some filipino soup, and really soup-y oatmeal.

-Have gone through 204 tissues (1 1/2 no name boxes of hypoallergenic facial tissues)

-Lost my voice.... and somehow managed to skype with Belle for two hours without saying a word. And I still actually genuinely enjoyed the conversation. Did not enjoy the content of the conversation... just enjoyed the fact that we did that. I typed my responses. She dealt with talking to a person who can't talk back. And she also dealt with talking to a person who looks like shit.

& plenty more things that I just can't remember at the moment.

Add to the to-do list: FIND A TISSUE BOX THAT CAN ENTERTAIN ME WHILST SICK

kinda cute

how cute... but freaky

there are awards for these things?

how ironic...

wouldn't I be the coolest kid on the block?

Totes.

I was totes born in the wrong era.

Imma be chillin with my mutha mutha crew.

Imma be has been my work-out song lately. And I don't normally listen to main-stream, so it's kinda absurd to me.

In other neeeeews, today is my two year anniversary avec my bumble bee, Marvin Gorospe. It's been an interesting two years... and time goes by sooo fast! It honestly feels like yesterday that you kissed me in the rain on my front porch. Corny right? But that's how it happened. Hahaha, so movie-esque. But corny, movie-esque for sure. We're not seeing each other today because he has a school project to finish annnd I completely understand now. Before, I will admit, I was kinda difficult about it and he could tell. He dropped off some roses in my locker this morning before I got to school. (As you can see in my robo.to!) And there was a card that had a sad bull dog on the front of it and on the inside it said, "are you still mad at me?" Like, seriously? He gets it. He knows it's our anniversary and all... but he put me and my feelings first in this situation. One of the reasons I love him. (Obvs, he added some more stuff in there... but I might make the non-romantics puke, so I won't say what was in there.)

Other than my love life... grad life is kiiiilller. Definitely robbing me! Everything is adding up now and wow, never thought grad would cost me this much. Well, it isn't costing me as much as some people because not all of it is coming out of my pocket. Buuuut here's what my finances have been looking like lately:

-$250 for SFU

-$41 for Limo + $5 for Photographer

-$60 for Hair & Make-up (But I just found out that my aunt is paying for it as my grad present.)

- $300 was the cost of my dress but my other aunt is paying for that as my grad present as well

-$360 for dinner and dance people at my table but this is coming out of my parent's wallets

- $100 for birthday presents this month

-$50 for grad shoes & accessories (which my other other aunt MIGHT buy for me as well)

-$100 for dress alterations

Looking back on it now... my aunts rock. Hahaha.

What else is there? So since my hypoglycemia problem... I've been packing on the glucose but I went vegetarian for Lent. I thought it'd even out but now I went from a size 1 in jeans to a 00. I have no idea how... because it's not like I ate less. I just didn't eat meat. And I haven't been working out either. But I'm pretty mad because now all one dozen pairs of jeans don't fit me anymore! I had to go out and buy 2 pairs. Sigh.

And now... not ONLY do I have to get my grad cruise dress and grad dinner dress hemmed.... I have to get them taken IN! I hate this.

Good news though... IT'S SUUUUUNNY NOW! Yay!

PROMPT: "There was something incredibly moving about witnessing the person you love interact with their whole family. The project of determining similar features, the language they have for things, turns of phrase. Things you thought were only theirs turned out to be derived from generations of relatives sharing movement and intonation.” —Zoe Whittall, Holding Still For As Long As Possible

The wind plunged into the night blue silk,

sending ripple chasing after ripple,

each wave owned their own song...,

a song from their fathers,

but reshaped in their own.

Molded in experience

and love.

Preserved.

The silver notes praise the

eminent beginning that pulled the waves,

tossing each one over,

overlapping one another and swallowing them,

smaller and smaller,

but yet, still there.

Still moving

from the horizon to

the golden earth,

the beach's sands.

Pulling with them a trail,

trails of smiles familiar,

of smells, and

gestures

known only

to those who witness

the sea

and her movements.

The waves gather still,

Falling and rolling,

onwards until

they find a pair of feet...

...to kiss.

Accomplishing it all. With them, class of 2010.

Because Vanessa asked me to. I'm updating my blog!!!

A co-worker of mine always tells me to update my blog because she likes reading it... and I always feel so special when she says that! What writer doesn't want to hear that?

Anyway, I haven't really been updating much because I've been so swamped with school and grad and stuff like that. It's all so dizzy-making. I can't believe this is it. My five years of high school are reaching an end! But let's not dramatize anything yet... save that for university graduation haha.

Today was probably the most swamped I've been with school. First block, I had a History test. Second block, I had 2 Physics booklets due and a lab due too! And I was so HUNGRY in Physics class! I could've sworn it was lunch too.

Then, I had a math test after that. And it was okay... there was just one question I was kinda stuck on... but it was one of those ones that had multiple questions with multiple answers therefore costing me multiple marks. (Those ones that go #1 a, b, c, d...etc.) And then I FINALLY HAD LUNCH. I shared with Shannon :) because that's what pals do haha.

Then, I went to AP English, where I had some downtime with Jess N. watching Persuasion. Which, btw, is the most "oh-shit-can't-believe-he-just-did-that" type movie. It was really interesting. We got as far as chapter 6 I believe, and then we had a grad meeting. We just went over the itinerary for grad and then we voted for valedictorian. I'm so excited for all of this! My heart was racing throughout the whole meeting! I'm so excited to be graduating. And not just graduating...but to be graduating with THIS class. I know everyone probably says this, but I was HELLA lucky to be born in this year with the 92's. I don't think I would've fit in anywhere else. There's just enough of every type of personality in our class. I love how comfortable I can be with each and everyone of them. And how accepting they are too... I can sit at any table and talk about anything and genuinely enjoy their company. It's something about our year.

It's interesting how such a mix of people can get along. And like Mr. D said at our Honours Assembly... there really is something about our year that just exudes an aura of not just leadership... but friendship. I can actually believe that.

No matter how many sharp turns our class has taken, we always seem to recover and make the most of it in the end.

And even though we won't share the same path after graduation.. it makes me happy to know that we did at one point. And it makes me even happier to know that because of this history... our paths just might cross again sometime in the future.

This is it. Not the end of it. But the beginning of another amazing journey...