Happy Halloween!!! (100th Post!!!)

There are two things that I'm celebrating right now:
Halloween...
And my 100th post! Yey! :)

Last night, around midnight, I was watching tv, trying to fall asleep when there was a faint knock. I thought someone was knocking on someone else's door, so I ignored it. I was watching NFL Football, and it's my first time to watch an actual game so... I was hooked. But I still couldn't understand the rules, etc.

Then, there was the knock again.

I thought of just telling the person that my brother's probably asleep already so he couldn't answer the door. I was on my way to my door when the knock became a bit louder and I realized it wasn't from my door or any of the neighboring doors---it was from my window.

I got irritated and kind of mad. This happened before, but not involving my windows. Some time ago, because our house is at the corner of the street and another street, a lot of people pass by here, including drunks. They used to frequent this area, and one time, they got to fighting and throwing beer bottles at each other, hitting the wall that surrounds our house. And that wall is right below my window.

So yeah, I thought there were drunks throwing beer bottles to my window. Or maybe they're psycho kids that are high and got hold of pebbles and threw them at my window. Hey, that also happened before.

So imagine the shock I got when I pushed aside my curtains.

It was HEDWIG!

She was hitting her beak against my window. A letter was tied to her right foot. It took another minute for me to return to my senses.

OH-MY-GAWD

Hedwig!

So I hastily opened my window and she swiftly swooped inside. She landed on my bed and hooted, annoyed at me because I took so long to let her in. I said I was sorry and removed the letter from her leg. Then I disappeared to nowhere, and brought back a cup of water for her to drink a minute later.

The envelope had my name on it. Seriously. As in quill-written name. And it was parchment. Seriously.

It went like this:

Dear Tep,

Hey. How are you? So, Ron and I were wondering if we could hang out there tomorrow? Or is it today? What time is it there? I'm kinda confused with the time difference and everything. We just want to be somewhere other that here on Halloween, and your place is pretty exciting, so if it's ok with you...

Please???

Hermione and Ginny are coming too.
And I have a surprise for you.
You'll see... :)
So send me your reply A.S.A.P., 'coz we want to get there before dusk.

Harry

So there. It's all so weird!!! And yet, so exciting!!! They just arrived a couple of hours ago. Lucky that nights are longer than days this time of year so sunrise is later than usual. They're here, sleeping, so tired because of the long flight. Harry says my surprise will arrive later.

What do you think that is???

Anyways...

TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!

Ice Cream!!!

Been a long time, huh?

I'm craving for ice cream right now. Ice cream sundae. Ice cream cake. Ice cream sandwich. Dirty ice cream. Anything ice cream.

It's Halloween in 3 days, and I'm super enxcited! I guess my dreams of trick or treating isn't gonna come true this year. Oh well. I'm in the Philippines after all so...I shouldn't expect anything. Besides, my friends will be in other places like uh... Wherever. Resorts and stuff. So there's no one there.

Maybe I should ask other people.

Now, there's this question I've been pondering about for the past 2 days.

How can you know for sure, that you're in love, and not just extremely infatuated with a person?

Well, that's it for now.

Gonna look for ghost stuff on tv. :)

Dreams Vol II

This is actually my desktop wallpaper... Look at the stars... This is like the sky explosion thing I was talking about in the previous post, only the sky was more colorful and the stars more beautiful...

Now, onto the next part.

Have you ever had a dream that wasn't quite done and you wanted to continue it but can't go back to sleep 'coz it's time to wake up?

I had a couple of dreams like that. It was getting to the good part when someone woke me up 'coz it's time for school. ARGH! I was hoping I'd continue it that night but no...

And recurring dreams. Do you have one? I have several. They're really weird... There's always someone wanting to kill me! There was one when I was running somewhere, I can't really figure out where the exact place was. Then there were cars, like gangsta cars, and then the people in the car just started chasing me and shooting me! They had machine guns!

So yeah, weird. But I was Superman! Bullets bounced off me! Nah... kidding!

And have you ever dreamt in black and white? I haven't... and I'm really curious about it...

So I have to go sleep now, heeheehee.

I was thinking of keeping a dream journal...hmm...

That guy in Scrubs is really cute...

Dreams

As promised!

As you all know, I spend most of my time sleeping. (Although stats says that we spend 1/6 of our life asleep, I think I spent 1/2 of mine) In the rare ocassion that I'm awake, I did a little research about the world I where I trudge around in my sleep.

Dreamland. (corny!)

I'm often in dreamland. And historically, dreams are thought of as some kind of clue to the future. Remember David from the Bible? Or was that someone else? Anyway, whoever that was, his dreams were "prophetic", like, he foresaw the future while he was asleep.

Another thing is, it is said that dreams are manifestations of our deep deep deepest desires, maybe we don't even know of them. So dreams are like tools for us to better know ourselves.

That's why dreams are really fascinating.

We dream every night. We may not always remember them, because we go through 4 stages of sleep, but we do dream each and every night when we sleep.

The 1st stage of sleep is the REM stage. This is where the dreams occur. The next 3 levels are NREM stages, where we go from light sleep to deep sleep. And then we go back to the first one. It's a cycle. To know more about dreams, visit THIS wonderful website where I got these infos from.

So anyway, why I'm so interested with dreams is because I can remember most of my dreams. It's said that we dream an average of 4-7 times a night, and I remember most of those. Not really the complete dream, but most of it, or sometimes only snippets, but later into the day, I'll see something that'll trigger my memory to remember the dream.

Like awhile ago, I knew I had a dream, but I can't remember what. And then I picked my brother's cellpgone up, and I remembered. I dreamt that I was somewhere where there are mountains everywhere and a lake in the middle of the land. And it was nighttime. Because I'm so fascinated with the night sky, the moon and stars especially, I dreamt that there was some kind of silent explosion in the sky that made the stars from lightyears away very very clear even with the naked eye. So I took my brother's cellphone and photographed the sky.

So there. The cellphone. I won't tell the whole dream because it's really crazy and jumbled up! My friend even gave me a dreamcatcher which i hung by my headboard. I used to have these horrible dreams about dinosaurs, dead people, psycho killers and all that creepy stuff. I've become accustomed to them, but they creep the heck out of my friends when I tell my dreams to them. So one of them gave me the dreamcatcher. It kinda worked; my dreams became senseless. It's like, the scary stuff are strained out of the dream that the remaining parts were just nonesense.But that's okay! :)

I'm trying to find meaning in my dreams. The other day I dreamt about me and my friend running around, really anxious because we're supposed to be looking for something for the contest we joined. When I woke up, I looked in a dream dictionary and it said that when you see a friend in your dream distressed, it means that s/he has some kind of problem or something. Later that day, that friend I dreamt of IMed me and told me she's got a prob. Not really a serious one...but still...

So, I gotta go now, more later! :)

Just a Night

Tonight is just...tonight.

This afternoon, my brother and I went to 168 Mall. I was supposed to do my Christmas shopping (early, huh?) but ended up buying a ton of DVDs. Well, I had the money... and I didn't know what to get my friends...

What do you give someone who has everything?

But I had my eye on some cute bags there. Maybe they'll like those... And Spongebob stuff so... I'll go back there. Yeah, and I have to earn back what I wasted on DVDs. Hehehe. Bought 3 Linkin Park DVDs, so yeah, I don't know. I'll watch them some time this month.

My Internet Explorer is acting weird. The fonts are humongous.

So after we went home, we went to the hospital to see my grandmother. She looked peaceful, but not better. Please, pray for her with me.

I just fell asleep in the waiting area. I was so sleepy.

Then we went home, and my brother and I watched House of Wax (one of the DVDs we bought). It was.........okay. The only scary thing there was one part when Paris Hilton opened up the lamp and this freak guy who looked like Snape got a sudden close up. That was it. The other scenes were...ho-hum okay. The peeling skin exposing raw flesh was disgusting, though. There were lots of disgusting scenes.

We watched it while eating Jollibee. Kudos to 24-hour delivery!

So now, my brother had to go study. He has midterms tomorrow. I'm left with no one to talk worthless stuff about.

Would you believe, a couple of nights ago, we stayed up until 4 am categorizing people using the teams in the movie The Longest Yard? Boy, if you haven't seen that, you've missed 3/4 of your life! Go see it, or buy a DVD, to get what I'm talking about.

Still, it was a worthless but FUN conversation.

I love my brother for always decreasing my IQ when I talk to him.

So now, I'm bored. And sleepy. But more of bored. I opened up Princess Diaries Volume VI last night, and I got bored after a few pages. I guess I'm not in a royal mood right now. Heehee. That was lame. So I extracted my copy of HP and the HBP from my bedside cabinet. I've planned on rereading it when sembreak comes, and here sembreak is at last.

You always notice something new when rereading books, especially HP books. Now I noticed on page 2, the story was going on about the Muggle Prime Minister getting blamed for all the disasters happening around, which was obviously out of their control. There's this passage that caught my attention:

"Or that the government should have somehow foreseen the freak hurricane in the West Country that had caused so much damage to both people and property?"

Doesn't it sound like Hurricane Katrina? I mean, okay, I'm not implying or saying anything about JKR being psychic or whatever, that's just ridiculous. It's just a coincidence. But it's a really, well, freaky coincidence... Hurricane Katrina is a freak hurricane and destroyed people and property, right? And USA is a western country... And I also heard in the news that Bush got blamed for what happened, that he didn't do enough whatever to help or something...

Isn't it weird?

So now, I'm going back to rereading this. I'm gonna extract all the clues to Book 7 that I can.

Next, I'll be discussing about DREAMS...

P.S. I feel like I'm some sort of daily dose of reading for you guys... Haha!

HP-GoF GALORE!! (Cedric Cedric Cedric!)

Cedric and Harry with Rita Skeeter


Ced and Cho dancing at the Yule Ball (I wish I was her...!!!)


Cedric... *sigh*


My fave boys... Ron and Harry!!!


Why so glum?

The Best and Most Awaited Movie of 2005!!!

Watch it!!!

All photos care of MuggleNet.com (the BEST Harry Potter site EVER!!!)

Sleep All Day

I slept all day today. Well, not really all day, but most of it.

I slept around 2 am, and woke up around 9 am 'coz I had to go... nature calls. :) And then I got to my computer for a few minutes, and went back to sleep again.

At 2pm, someone woke me up and told me to go have lunch. I ate a hotdog, then went back to sleep again. As of an hour ago, 5pm, I'm "officialy" awake. I wouldn't have, but my mom barged in my room and decided to sleep beside me. I can't sleep when there's some other person on my bed. And she started chattering about whatever. Chatter chatter chatter.

So I decided to wake up.

And then my dad came in and started talking with my mom. Fact: My mom talks REALLY LOUD. As in when she calls me up in the intercom from downstairs, I just have to open my door and I'd hear her loud and clear. No intercom needed.

So there. I decided to wake up. And then mom and dad went on talking, complaining about my room, that it's so dirty, etc. He even wanted my bean bag out of my room! ARGH! I mean, dude, this is my room not yours! I spend all of my time here and I'm fine with it, so why do you have to have the say which goes in and out of it?!

This is so annoying. I am so annoyed and irritated right now.

Maybe because i have to go back to that sh*thole of a hospital later. I mean, don't get me wrong. I really want my grandma to get well you know. I always pray for her. I want her to go home already because it's really boring in the hospital and there's NO TV!

But there's just something wrong with that place. I don't know what, but there's just something.

I can feel it.

And right now, my mom, still hogging the left half of my bed, is talking with someone on the phone. Really loud. As if the person she's talking to is in another continent.

And my dad is in front of my mirror/vanity closet. Whatever it's called. And he's waiting...waiting...waiting like a ghost in Halloween. Ok, that's lame, but whatever. He's waiting for me to get ready. To go to the hospital.

Please, save me from this life!

This is Me

I am 22% Idiot.

I am not annoying at all. In fact most people come to me for advice. Of course they annoy the hell out of me. But what can I do? I am smarter than most people.

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I am 40% Evil Genius.

I want to be evil. I do evil things. But given the opportunity, and a darn good reason I may turn to the good side. Besides I am probably a miserable evil genius.

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I am 29% Geek.

You probably work in computers, or a history deptartment at a college. You never really fit in with the "normal" crowd. But you have friends, and this is a good thing.

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Never Letting Go

What is a friend?

Is a friend just someone to talk to? Is s/he just someone you go with to party? To hang out with?

No, it's more than that. Much more. Much much more. Much much much more.

Seven years ago, I became a friend. And the year after that. And the year after that. And the next couple of years after that.

Until now.

Some "friends" take for granted the signature we usualy sign at the end of notes or cards or letters.

xoxo,

_______

Friends Forever!!!! *heart heart heart*

Maybe I did before, when they signed that at the end of their notes or letters or cards for me.

But I meant each and every signature I made to them.

Forever. For all eternity. No matter what. Until the Second Coming. If possible, even beyond that.

I thought being a friend was easy. I mean, you just have to be there everyday to see them, laugh at their jokes, hang out where they hang, say "It's ok" when they cry or just say nothing at all.

As each year passed, I learned my lessons the hard way. I got hurt. I cried. I learned how to care. I loved. Loved like we're of the same blood. One lash at them and I bleed.

I admit, I'm not the perfect friend. There were lots of times I wasn't there for them. Lots of times when I failed to support them.

But not once, NOT ONCE, did I turn away from them.

I've been left alone. It was hard but I managed. I protect. I'm like a bodyguard/chapperone. I was a "mom". I was a sister. I was a strict aunt. At one point, a self-righteous, close-minded, over-controlling *&^$$%*. I admit that.

Now, I let them free.

Free to get hurt and learn.

It hurts a lot. A whole lot. It pains me to set them free.

But I'm never letting go.

I learned to care. I don't want to care. But I do. And setting them free to get hurt... It's not easy.

Not easy at all.

It hurts like sh*t, but I have to. We're all adults now, time to make our own mistakes and learn from them.

I didn't want to grow up. Never did. Ok, maybe a little bit, but not this mush. I wanted to stay 17 forever.

We have to move on. The road is waiting for me. It even prepared special treats for me: quicksand that's impossible to come out of, mountains that reach heaven for me to climb, big boulders to move, warp to suck me in and spit me out to the other side where there's a huge dragon trained to spit fire and fry me in the count of 1.

I'm never letting go.

I've made a vow, a promise, and I've kept it for so long. And I won't break it.

No matter what.

Well...

Nothing.

I saw Armageddon (the movie) awhile ago... and I cried.

If someone were really brave like the character of Bruce Willis in that movie... then we'd be saved.

And I love the soundtracks: I don't wanna miss a thing by Aerosmith and Leaving on a jet plane by Chantal Kreviazuk. (not sure of the spelling of her name)

After that, I came across this thriller in Star Movies.

The guy who turned out to be the psycho was really cute.

He looked so neat and nice and preppy with his neat hair and eyeglasses.

I really dig guys who wear glasses...

Harry?

Hmm...

I still dig Cedric more. :)

Of course, not Dumbledore.

I wanna see the Corpse Bride.

Maybe later.

It's like Beetlejuice. I love that movie. Anybody seen Beetlejuice? It's a very Halloween-y movie.

I wanna see lots of movies.

But I have to save up for HP4 premier tickets.

The thing is...

There's this guy.

I texted him. We haven't seen each other in months. I saw him in a newspaper. I texted him.

Didn't think he would text back, but he did.

It started from like, 7pm.

Ended at 2am.

I didn't think he'd be awake 'til that hour.

He's such a nice guy.

Really nice.

And cute.

But still...

It's not him.

But I'm not refusing... ;)

Why is it that...

The one that you want

Isn't the one

That's there?

I miss him.

I miss him.

I miss him.