Monday, November 1

Dear Santa, I've been a very good girl haven't I?


It's Christmas again? It's my favorite season! (I suppose it is for most of us!) 
I've seen people post their Christmas wishlist and thought, what the heck, why can't I? I have never demanded much from anyone, except on my birthday(which is an exception).
So here it is, and I hope my Santa is reading it. :)

1. Amazon's Kindle

It must be every book-worm's dream!
Kindle is our #1 bestselling item for two years running. It’s also the most-wished-for, most-gifted, and has the most 5-star reviews of any product on Amazon.Price: $139.00

2. Canon EOS Rebel T1i

(I just picked that model semi-randomly, after an online author suggested it for hobbyists.)

3. The Nodame Cantabile Collectibles

(from Manga, to original DVD's, to the soundtracks,to general merchandise. Hey, I'm a Nodame fanatic!)


4. A 16-GB Flash Disk. You just can't tell how much space you'll need. I have friends who download movies and a bigger size memory space means more movies to copy! :D

5. Sony Ericsson W508


Not much knowledge on gadgets here. What I was really looking for is a phone with a nice camera, ultra nice MP3 player, Wifi ready, and large memory space.

6. A Georgette Heyer Novel.
       I've been crazy about Heyer recently. Her books are so light and refreshing.

7. My PRC license certifying that I'm an RN!
This is probably the most important of all! It has driven all of us into desperation! Though of course, I know that a mere wish won't materialize this license.I'm counting on myself and Divine intervention to bring this license to my hands. I could almost see it...smell it..touch it! Must not let it slip from my hands! Go, Fighting!

Saturday, October 9

Of reviews and handsome lecturers

No lecture is ever boring when the speaker is good-looking.

Res ipsa loquitur.


Look Up. Or, Don't Walk With Your Head Down.

Did you notice the weather today? It's the stuff of mundane small talk, yet it's amazing how the weather affects your mood. This morning, the weather was just right, my kind of day, but then after taking a nap, I find that the clouds had covered the sun and suddenly it was raining. But I'm not really talking about the weather. I just thought it was a good prelude to the next paragraph, but then maybe it's not. 


I love sunny days. When the sun is shining, the wind is just enough to ruffle my hair, and, as I look up, there's a bid wide blue sky. It makes me feel like I can have everything. 

Always look up. There's not much you can see when you look down. It makes you believe there's nothing much for you. But when you look up, you see that the world is bigger, instead of narrow when you were bowing your head. 

Stretch out your arms. It feels like hugging the world. If it's true that every cynic was a disillusioned idealist, I think they just forgot to look up.

You grabbed my heart and squeezed it.





Note:

I have this bad habit habit of not finishing what I started. This draft was made by me months ago, and I still haven't finished it!

I'm in the middle of my review and I just felt like I wanted to blog something and this is what I found. I actually made a draft of this entire article in one of my journals, which isn't at hand right now. And I just know it would be time-consuming to think up of a description for every one of these books. Plus, I've read books that I want to add on this list since the day I made this draft. For now, all I can give is this list, and the description for A Walk to Remember.

Weeks ago, I said I'd make a list of books that affected my life or those I can never forget. I also thought I'd make a review of every one of those books. After reviewing the books I've read, I found a pitiable list. Looks like my reading life has mostly composed of romances, children's books, and books i breezed through just to pass the time.

But then, the list that I DO have, may be the books that I have needed all along. A person may read only one book and it'd be the sole turning point of one's life.

Generally, almost all the books I have read did affect my life. Because the words I read influence me.

I made two separate lists: (1) Books that I can never forget and (2) Books that made me cry.How can I say that a book affected my LIFE? It was much easier to list down those books that made me cry. There were a few of them.  And it was easier to list down books that had an unforgettable attachment to me.

Books that easily come to mind for the 1st list are:
  • The first books I owned: a book about Sesame Street and another whose title I forgot
  • Bobbsey Twins adventures
  • Pride of the Peacock by Victoria Holt
  • The Thief of Always by Clive Barker
  • The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller
  • Ain't She Sweet by Susan Elizabteh Phillips
  • A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks
  • The Alchemist
  • What to do until love finds you by Michelle McKinney-Hammond
  • The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
  • Ripples of Joy compiled by Cheryl Kirking
Out of those I can only surely say that the book I listed last affected my life. Hmmm...more of that later.

Books that grabbed my heart, squeezed it, and made tears pour out of me:

  • A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks
  • Ain't She Sweet? by Susan Elizabteh Phillips
  • Border Music by Robert James Waller
  • The Bridges of Madison County by Robert James Waller
  • Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by JK Rowling
  • The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
  • Ripples of Joy compiled by Cheryl Kirking
  The last two especially ripped my heart out.


Walk to Remember grabbed my heart when Langdon gave his savings to Jamie's cause anonymously. I was teary-eyed when Langdon said, when he looked at Jamie beneath the Xmas tree, he realized he had fallen in love with her without knowing it. And then continued to pour after reading the last word. Haha..cheezy..I know...I was 14(?)...and Sparks did a good job in writing it. I've read Walk about 6 times, I think. I still feel a tug at my heart when I do.



(to be continued).


Monday, July 19

Marbel at night.

We rarely use the overpass because of its reputation of being stinky most of the time. Some people just don't have manners and piss on the bridge! Good thing they cleaned it now. The view from the overpass is...different.

Here are some photos I took. Thanks to my brother for telling me that you get the "highway effect" (the one where the car lights kind of merge together to create a busy highway effect) with the Twilight setting on the digicam. However, the streets of Marbel aren't really that busy to begin with, so this is all I got.



Bonfire photography.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I love my dog. Here she is, taken on a summer evening, during the brown out days. Sometimes, my dog can be so photogenic.


And here we are, enjoying the bonfire. :)

Keeping it in.

Back in high school, one of the highlights of your day was to see your crush. Isn't it the same for everyone?
Back then, my growling stomach would quiet when I see him. Literally, nabubusog ako makita lang siya. No wonder there's a saying, that a person in love can't eat. So cheesy. I blame it on the hormones.

When I entered college those hormones decreased. Or maybe handsome guys in the campus decreased. I was so engrossed in my studies and was having too much fun with friends to worry about boys. It's true though, I didn't get to cross paths with the hunks much. Too few of them.

So how is it that I have a schoolgirl crush again? To fill my boring days? Whatever it is, it's really hard to keep it in. If I was still in high school, I'd blab about it to my friends. But with age comes wisdom.   For Pete's sake, I'm 20 years old. But I feel like I'm 16 again.

Crushes are both pleasing and annoying. It makes you happy, but you're also aware of how painfully silly it is. Well, at least I think it is. Crushes are for school girls. I'm not a schoolgirl. Crushes are one-sided. I'm tired of one-sided.

So my way of exorcising the demon is to write it down. This little post will be passed over. It is of no significance and a few will read it. I will risk that. only one other person knows what I'm really talking about.

Here it is: I have crush and I really like his smile. Sometimes he has that lost puppydog look that I find cute. I like it when he calls my name. I sneak glances but I rarely talk to him ( I don't know what and how I'm going to talk about)

This really feels like high school. But oh well. My friend said that crushes are meant to be enjoyed. I won't see him for two months. That's okay. I need to focus on my review. Maybe the saying will come true: Out of sight out of mind. ahahaha. I'm such a schoolgirl.

Tuesday, July 13

What a Pizza, Tia Nina!



Food trips are always fun.
Last night we ate at Tia Nina's -- a pizza parlor that serves BIG pizzas. You've seen the picture, right?
Eating at new places is so fun. Last time, we ate at Basilio's which serve delicious pasta! And another time when we ate All-You-Can Eat Pasta at SaBalai Bistro. (More of them at later posts).

So we have this pizza which is half a meter in diameter, right? That was the XL pizza. 16 slices. I can't imagine how much bigger and more delicious the XXL pizza was, which was 32 slices. Not to mention the gigantic appetite you'll need to finish that pizza off. Imagine a round table you eat from at convenience stores.

Too bad it was a little burnt. But the toppings were fine. It was just, a little too thin crust for my taste.
And I wish I had more of the slices with more toppings. I had a feeling I was left with the corner slices. haha
Now I'm just dreaming of that pizza to pass through my lips again.

Friday, July 2

Why I love dogs


Dogs are simple. They eat, sleep, play, protect you occasionally, and just want some love.
Dogs never want anything from you except love and food. They would love you unconditionally  if they sense that you are kind and harmless.
They look incredibly alien--they look totally diffrent from humans and yet they're adorable. 
They light up when they see you. Their simple pleasure is for you to cuddle and rub their ears and belly.
Dogs are forgiving and forgetful.
Dogs sense when you are sad and will comfort you. They will listen to you. (What else is there for them to do?)
Dogs will miss you when you're away for the day. When they see you, they will jump on you as if they haven't seen you in a hundred years.
Dogs will not bite the hand that feeds them, that's why I'm not afraid of my dog eating off of my hand.
Dogs would sometimes rear up on you but they immediately retract and are remorseful after sensing your surprise. You'd sense they were asking for forgiveness by the way they hold their head down,their ears flat on their head, and their tails gently wagging.
I think dogs worship their masters. And their masters are grateful of their love.
Dogs accept who you are.
Dogs love your love.
Dogs are friendly and playful. They like taking care of you.
Dogs don't run away when you call out to them. When I hold out my hand, my dog will come to it,because she knows I'm going to rub her belly.

There's something comforting in the way they sit at your feet when you're on your chair, quietly reading, or just looking at the scenery or listening to the music, or when you're lying on your hammock and they lie down near you.
Dogs are trusting and you're always eager to protect them and their innocence.

Sunday, June 27

One Look

The writer had known the girl for quite some time now.

It was on a breezy Friday afternoon when the girl moved in on the apartment a floor from his. He had just sent the draft to his editor, and the girl was carrying a large statue of a d
og, which interestingly resembled an elongated Scooby-Doo. When the girl saw him, she smiled and headed upstairs, failing to notice his outstretched hand. She seemed determined to carry that dog right to the fourth floor. It wasn’t just that he didn’t want to insult her strength why he didn’t insist on helping her, but at that split second, he sensed she was not the kind of girl to accept help easily, especially from men. That smile said it all: “hello, nice to meet you. I’m quite capable of carrying this statue, thank you, and I don’t really think I’m in the mood to meet new people today.” He could still surprise himself with his perceptiveness.

    They eventually became friends. She was a chef in some three-star restaurant, and had quite a lot of friends herself. And it was in those lunchdates,  Halloween parties, general g
et-together picnics and lazy afternoon conversations that he knew these of her: she had a way of handling and mingling with people without giving away the fact that she was basically shy. She liked having company and frequently cooked for her friends, but she could be as happy alone. She was an intellectual, with many diverse interests. Like him, she was a dreamer, but probably with more ambition and a truckload of insecurities. It must be her personal demon. She wouldn’t show her insecurity willingly, though. She was an essentially strong woman, who, despite her insecurities, would always look towards the light. She was sanguine and moody. A contradiction.

    Today, she was feeling particularly forlorn. Probably her demon acting up again. She looked bored and dissatisfied, and the writer could see she needed a distraction, a redirection of thoughts. It wasn’t good to keep on being melancholic. She needed a friend.

    He approached the bench she was sitting at in the park. “If you want to look ugly, all you have to do is take off your concealer and show your eyebags instead of sulking in a 
park,” he told her. “It just doesn’t work. You look like a sad Giselle(you know, from “Enchanted”?)”

    She rolled her eyes. “Please don’t compromise your masculinity by admitting Enchanted’s your favorite movie.”

    “Women find it sexy, actually.” He was glad to see her lips cur
ve upward and that haughty look come back to her face. She had returned to life. “There’s a children’s choir concert on the east park. That’d be entertaining.” He held his hand out to her.

    She looked up at him with eyes that said thank you.

    “Well, I do love children,” and she took it.







-dated February 24,2009. wrote this on a whim, when I was trying to portray Woman as an ambiguous being, both strong and fragile, and how lucky she is to have a man that understands her with just one look. sort of inspired by Jason Mraz's song "A Beautiful Mess" (which BTW I think is one of the most romantic songs about relationships ever). :) 


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photo by KECHI@DEVIANTART

Tuesday, June 22

Love Tells Us Who We Are


Love Tells Us Who We Are
Love Tells Us Who We Are.
When I asked the Answer “Who?”
No love answered so I knew
I had to wait for Love

For we are no one before Love
A missing clue looking for a person
A star looking for a sky
An “am” waiting for an I
Music Tells Us What We Feel
But Cannot Say Love Reveals
What We Know but cannot see

Before You I was Nothing But
When You Gave me Your Hand
I took My Hand
For Love Tells Us Who
We Are So When I asked the 
Answer “Who?” 
Love Answered You.

Donald T. Sanders 1944


~~~~
one of my favorite poems. :)



Thursday, June 17

Progress by Ezra Wube

Caught this at the middle part and the artwork immediately caught my eye. And the nice message behind it. "HERE FOR GOOD". I didn't know it was for a bank until I searched for the full video on YouTube. (I never heard of Standard Chartered Bank before...)
Kudos to the people behind this advertisement/campaign. I think it's brilliant. :D

Here's the description from youtube:
Standard Chartereds unique footprint has helped define the very nature of the bank. The Collective Good continues that tradition by inviting creative minds across Asia, Africa and the Middle East to contribute to the banks brand identity.

One guiding belief. Four different interpretations. Thanks to the unique talents of acclaimed graphic designer, Stefan Sagmeister. Renowned Chinese filmmaker, Tian Zhuangzhuang. Ethiopian artist, Ezra Wube. And Jordanian documentary maker, Sandra Madi.

Each film has its own vision. Each film tells its own story. Yet they all serve the principle of being Here for good.

Watch Progress by Ezra Wube

Monday, June 14

In conclusion to the Philippine elections....

I'm not a fan of people who rant about stuff without even knowing what they're talking about, so I'm going to try not to do that and just write honestly and simply.

Before the elections, I wrote my say on it here: [LINK], and since I had my say before it started, I should be able to have a conclusion after the elections, right? ;)

This year's elections had people hoping that it would mark a change, including me. But what a disappointment when it went anti-climatic. Here are some of my disappointments:

1. That the best candidate wasn't proclaimed as our president. In fact, the top 3 weren't the best choices at all. Seriously,a mediocre senator? A former president famously kicked out of his seat? A businessman, who made a bad investment by spending all that money just to win the presidency?(something's fishy there...). Haven't we learned from the past?

2. That the vice president may well be a pawn for greedy millionaires who care nothing about the country. Politics is too shady for me to understand its intricacies.(It's very convenient to keep innocent citizens in the dark).  I feel a little sorry for Mar Roxas. At least with the Noy-Mar tandem, there was more hope Noynoy wouldn't bungle up. Binay's slogan "Gagawin kong Makati ang buong Pilipinas" was certainly enticing, but I was more impressed by Bayani Fernando. Really. WHY HIM? (yeah, it's too late) ;)


3. That Erap came in second. I did not see this coming. I seriously thought people would learn from their mistakes. Remember, the Philippines deserves the best. And he is not the best.

4. That the media misuse their powers. Don't you ever feel the media is just manipulating you to think what they want you to think? I hope we remember the fact that we can think for ourselves and not be so gullible to everything that is fed to us.

5. That many people still choose to be ignorant and/or apathetic. Ignorance and apathy is a deadly combination. I mean, they were already deadly alone, what more when they're combined?

6. That candidates think that it's normal to buy votes. A candidate threw a big party a day before the election and proceeded to bribe those attending with 3K to vote for him. How lucky for the attendees.

7. That a vote can cost as low as a rice coupon/ 1 kilo of rice. And some will settle for that.

8. That the incumbent president ran for Congress and won, despite how foolish that would look.


9. That Imelda Marcos also won a seat in Congress through the votes of the same people who kicked her out of Malaca├▒ang about two decades ago.


10. That though the people "chose" a president that is "not corrupt", they still voted for corrupt people on other positions.

The major disappointment is,I realized how dirty politics really is. I was surprised that my parents talked of vote buying as if it was nothing. It's like a common part of the elections and how sick is that? The day before the elections, many candidates for our local positions bought votes through rice coupons and cash, as if they were expected to show up on the poor sectors and buy votes. Just thinking about it makes me sick. How are we ever going to change our country into something great if we started it by doing something so low? Call it my naivet├ę talking, but if someone deserves to win, they will win without having to go through the "tradition" of vote-buying. And the worst thing is, people sell their votes.

I am torn between being frustrated of how stupid people can sometimes be, and compliant acceptance that this is what we are which we have to live and work with. But I'm so stubborn as to feel and hope that there's more to this. The Philippines is such a rich country. It has loving people, fertile lands, beautiful landscapes. And yet, 80% are on the poverty line. Children can't enjoy what they deserve. It hurts me the most that what our children will most likely inherit is a wasteland, instead of the rich land that we should be striving for today. Seriously, do people look at their children and think, "my child deserves a better world than I live in"?.Of course, I'm saying that without disregarding other people's children.

At the start of the elections, it was in the air: people are sick and tired of being screwed over.  We are ready for change, it's just a question of whether we have the guts to seize that opportunity to change. With the way things have turned out, seems like we didn't have the guts?

I really love this ESSAY ABOUT THE PHILLIPINES. It was written by Jaeyoun Kim, a Korean, as a sort of wake up call to Filipinos. Love this country. But one thing has to be noted: the Korean president who strived to make Korea a great country was selfless and only wished for Korea's well-being. I wish our officials are the same way: compassionate about their people and live up to their position, which was created to serve the people and not their pockets.One person alone cannot save us. It has to be a collective effort. I really hope that we throw away our apathy, and start working together for the future.

Sunday, June 6

Frisbee and my hamstrings.

It's a struggle just to get up and go to SMRAA. The thought of doing that much activity is unappealing. But then I don't regret it after stepping on that rubberized track and doing just even one lap is rewarding. It's nice to exercise. Yun nga lang, mahirap talaga bumangon at pumunta sa track.

Today, me, Remy, Jacque and Melvonn joined the "Air Benders". Who were we to refuse the invitation to learn about how Ultimate Frisbee is really played? Who wouldv'e thought it'd be so...hard. I love the name by the way. I'm an Avatar:The Last Airbender fan.

Things I learned today (which I hope will help):

  1. A real ultimate ftisbee costs 700 pesos and weighs a lot more than our 100-peso frisbee. No wonder, since it's more appropriate for throwing. Still, for recreation, a cheaper one is enough.
  2. I learned the backhand throw and forehand throw.
  3. Basic drills.
  4. The game. A team needs to get their frisbee on the other side. Like football.
  5. If you drop the frisbee, the other team gets it.
  6. Once you catch the frisbee, you can't take more than three steps. Else, that will be travelling. (I travelled two times today.hehe. Got carried away after catching a frisbee)
  7. An opponent will try to block you(like in basketball!), and will count and wait for six seconds until you pass the frisbee to yout team mate. Otherwise, the other team gets th frisbee.
  8. Your opponent needs to tap your frisbee after you catch it. hmmm.. i don't know when or why....
  9. The frisbee has to be held by a player at the goal to count as a score. (like in football)
Sorry for sounding like an amateur. I AM one. 

That was fun, but,God, my hamstrings hurt.

image from nataliedee.com

Tuesday, June 1

buko halo-halo,review centers and friends.

It's just nice to get out and not worry about anything. (but then I ended up worrying anyway).
There's this famous place in Brgy Saravia that serves buko halo-halo. Aparejas buko halo-halo.
The assortment of vehicles - luxury cars, vans, trucks, multicabs -seem out of place and strange lining up in the quiet road-side of Barangay Saravia. But people come there just to eat the buko halo-halo. And why not? It's cheap and delicious. And in the strange way of Philippine entrepreneurship, the neighbors have followed suit. There are about four(?) buko halo-halo places now all within 5 meters of each other.
But nothing seems to compare with the original.


Image from [link]. (It's close to what we have eaten)
It was fun and laidback. The prospect of hitchhiking from Saravia to the main city was exciting, but we chickened out. 

Along the way we saw clouds pouring rain on Mt.Matutum. It was the first time I've seen rain coming roght out of the clouds. It looks like an army of cloud people are pouring large bottomless buckets of water along the clouds. 

We had planned on playing frisbee on the park but it rained. Apparently nobody wanted to get wet even though most frisbee players played rain or shine. We settled for KCC and couldn't resist the lure of Booksale.
We had also worried about which review center we would enroll to. It IS mind boggling. Plus there's the worry of studying with your classmates. Would it be a temptation? Though it's hard to imagine anyone not being serious about the board exams.

God, I'm really indecisive. Sometimes I want others to decide for me and I'll just let it be. Ironic how at some points in time I'm the one they look to for a decision. It's easier to decide for one's self because one could live with the consequences. But if that decision affects a lot of people, it's not so easy to decide. It's not easy to take the blame, that's why I admire leaders who makes good decisions that don't have to take the blame, but receive praise.

I remembered a depressing part of my life. It would never leave for a long time. But when I see the friends I have, and the good things that I have, who am I to continue spreading negative vibes? Good and bad are a given in anyone's life and I'm happy to be reminded that my life doesn't entirely suck.




Saturday, May 29

our garden.

It's been months since  I last when to out little farm. I can't believe it's been four years since my parents started to develop our one and a half hectare of land. It used to be so plain. There were just these seedlings of banana, mangosteen, avocado, mangoes, pomelo,durian, and flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. Then they grew. More flowers came. More seedlings came, and it's like this abundant garden.

I'm proud of my parents.

Our fruits are delicious and of the best quality. Our flowers are beautiful, though sometimes I get that overcrowded feeling. Who knew they'd all become so big?

Here are a few of them, as I was practicing my photography skills.

I don't know what this is called. Testament to my lack of horticultural knowledge. 
Calachuchi. One of my favorite flowers. I said this would be the flower who'd grace my wedding, so my mom planted them. It's not gonna happen until 10 years later, though. And who says this is a flower for the dead?! And I happen to like its smell.
A breed of yellowbell. But it's not actually yellow is it? Notice the star shaped center. Cute, right?
A gumamela that only blossoms when exposed to sunlight. It's really big, and not just because of the picture.
I love the effect of sunlight. 

Thursday, May 27

dogs.


I'd like to say photography is my hobby. I like things pretty, and what better way to make it stay pretty than by photographing it. And i just LOVE taking pictures of my dogs, Whitney and Mobius.

That was Mobius. She's the very definition of Omega-dog.


And that was Whitney. She's the Alpha-dog to Mobius's Omega-dog. But only because Mobius is the lowest of all dogs. But I love her still. Whitney's also the more photogenic. She thinks she's Alpha, what do you expect? And isn't this such a great portrayal of a dying dog? Lord knows how my family wants to kill her for being such a bully.

But she's really adorable. A typical dog that just wants to have fun and fill her stomach and be cuddled.

25 things about me.

1. One of the happiest moments of my life was in Grade 3, when I learned that we were allowed to borrow books from the library.(1st graders and 2nd graders weren't allowed).And the first book I borrowed was Bobbsey Twins. *bookworm spazzing*

2. I love collecting notebooks. Notebooks with cute stationary, with a cute cover, with cute paper. I've been seeing a lot of these lately, and I'm frustrated that I can't afford them!


3. All my passwords in different websites are the same. It's also my motto. *Hint: It's a song title. ;)

4. I got to say that I really loved God from the bottom of my heart when I was 18. Truth to tell, I was waiting for the time when I can say that, and it came.

5. I want to learn pottery. And no, it's not because of Yi Jung from Boys Over Flowers.

6. I'm thinking of opening a dress shop one day here in Marbel, so that people here can dress better have chic gowns. My brand will be "Happy Caprice". hohohoh.

7. It doesn't matter if I'm poor there. I just want to live in Italy!

8. If I could live in an anime world, I'd want to live in Nodame Cantabile's world. As a pianist.

9. I think I only just fleeted through my 18 years. But by 2008, I had goals in mind, and that's when I felt I started to live.

10. Just because I'm quiet, doesn't mean I have nothing to say.

11. With point 10 in mind, I still prefer writing, and that's when I can be heard.

12. My alltime favorite American Idol is David Cook. Kris Allen is a distant distant second. ;p

13. I love taking blogthings.com quizzes.

14. I used to think that I hate cooking. But when i saw people enjoying what I cooked, I started to regret I didn't take HRM in the first place.

15. BTW, the only things I know how to cook are spaghetti and leche flan. My methods of cooking are confined to reheating canned goods, frying and barbecuing. heheh.

16. Aside from time travel, a superpower that I would really like to have, is the power of persuasion (Like the girl in Heroes season 1). Whatever I say, people have to do. mwahahaaha!

17. I think carefully on what I'm going to say. It's a habit that's hard to break.

18. I'm afraid of spiders. Especially the big hairy ones that pop up out of nowhere. Spiders cannot EVER touch me.

19. I'm very openminded. My beliefs and opinions are influenced by many ideas.

20. Oftentimes I thikn up likely situations where I imagine how it's going to play out and the clever things I would say, but probably won't.

21. I don't have a bank account.

22. When my attention tunes out, I doddle on the corner of my notebook/ textbook. I can't help it.

23. Even if my dog didn't take a bath, I still hug her like a living stuffed toy.

24. I don't like getting angry in public. But I do get angry. I even have an ugly angry face. Ask my brother. ;p

25. I prefer taking public vehicles to riding our car.