Hoofprint!

Alright you guys! Here's our little section in the newspaper.
So funny how people jacked it before it was out, just to show us.
So funny how Justine took like 12 of these. x] and just this little section!

ohh and I saw a rainbow today. :]

Ooh baby, it's rainin'.

Michelle veut faire des photos parce qu'il pleut.

If only there were light at the same time as there were rain.


I feel so chill.
Ah! I feel like making a summery song on a winter day.

I love my house. It has the best view of the sunset.
And this picture, this day some week ago,
Beautiful yet ominous.

CLOVERFIELD

SUCKED.
Like.
Horribly.

It wasn't a BAD movie,
it was just the feeling that the watchers get.
#1. IT MAKES YOU DIZZY. Like hella crazy dizzy. Like throw-up dizzy. I came out of the theatre wobbling. I wanted to get out of the theatre. It was HELL.
#2. They all die. Sorry for spoiling it, but, it's not worth watching in the first place. Wouldn't you think, that if there was a giant Godzilla thing in New York city, that there'd be at least some survivors? Of course, it wasn't like an apocolypse or those zombie movies or whatever. OMGAHHHH. They all die.
#3. IT MAKES YOU DIZZY.


Overall, I'd like you to watch it please. :]



and Happy Birthday to my mom!

Maybe you inspire me.

FOOOL.
That's all I can say.


We're thinking of a new video... what shall we do next?
And Katrina better learn All My Friends!
For me. :(


I'd like to meet somebody interested in photography.
I take a good picture, and none of my friends are impressed.
I'd like to meet somebody interested in the clouds, the leaves, the street, and say, "It's a beautiful day to take a picture."
I'd rather be taking those than taking Cue pictures. Ferreal.


I learned from my brother, that I should take worthy pictures. With meaning.
I'm not there yet. I only think things are beautiful.

Oh yeah, I like candid shots. x]


Tomorrow is my madre's birthday!
Yeh.

akin pangalanan ay michelle

Kumusta ka! Akin pangalanan ay Michelle at ako buhay di Walnut. Ako ibigin sa makinig sa musika at maglaro musika kumuha akin piyano , gitara , at ipahayag. Ako ay America , datapuwa't ako patahimikin magkulang sa mag-aral paano sa magsalita Tagalog. Ako gumawa hindi malaman paano. Ito ay pagayon tunggak a pulutong ng filipino - america tangi malaman salita maibigan , " pangit ", " taba ", " tunggak ", " tanga ". Kaawa-awa mga tao.

Ako magkulang sa kumain.Ako magkulang sa matulog.

HAHA, Happy New Year.

Mourning Sunshine!

AHAH
got interviewed for
HOOFPRINT. so...
anticipate on seeing us on the school newspaper.
BUT, now I feel so pressured!
I constantly look at our videos, and I really think they're not even that worthy of watching, nor listening. HAHAHA. Hopefully our djembe will be good, mannn.

Alright.

It's been a few minutes,
and I've got to tell you,
the Monday after winter break:
it was like this slow pain.
There wasn't a single period in which I did not constantly look at the clock, and even on the walk to my ride I felt horrible.
Yes, I guess I could have rejoiced over no homework, but I complained over an inexplicable headache that I blamed on my depression.
Today I felt rather the same.
Lunch period has become a waste of time. Cliques have divided into smaller and smaller cliques, and sometimes I just feel like I myself have been divided.
It is the people who give me the unanticipated smiles that make my day.
...

I don't believe hope is exciting. These days it's just a dragg. You can't always wait for something, and there are times when you have to run to it. Run to your hope! Hah, how silly.
Wait, are you supposed to be doing that? If so, how? Doesn't hope involve luck? Karma? Destiny? I question that, many many times. How do I run to something that I don't see? To something that is supposed to surprise me?

Great!

Another place for me to blog. :]
Now I just need to find something to talk about...