Some thoughts I'd like to share... again, I found these in my old grade school notebooks. XP

* A man of words and not of deeds is a garden full of weeds.
* The integrity of men is to be measured by their conduct, not by their profession.
* The glory of living is not in every fall, but in how you fall and rise again.
* To know that you know what you know and that you do not know what you do not know: that is true knowledge.
* You cannot expect a person to see eye to eye with you when you are looking down on him.
* What others say of me matters little. What I myself say and do matters much.

I was going over my highschool projects and I found this. Wow, I wonder how my mind was working then... hehe... hope you guys like it!

My ABCs
A - accepts failure with an open mind
B - a bookworm; I love to read books
C - creative; that's why I love to draw
D - determined in everything I do
E - energetic everyday, ready for the challenges in store for me
F - funny and likes to tickle others' funny bones
G - gentle both in mind and heart
H - helpful to the max
I - idealistic person with goals in life
J - jolly personality equipped with lots of jokes
K - kind-hearted person
L - loyal to my friends
M - mythology is my favorite
N - numerous friends around me
O - outdoor person; likes sports, shopping and vacations
P - patient to all those who need my help
Q - quick-thinking person who reacts quickly in situations
R - reliable to my family and friends
S - sensitive and sheds tears easily
T - thoughtful to everyone
U - understanding in situations
V- vigilant and aware of my surroundings
W - a workaholic; there's never a boring day for me
X - eXtraordinary in every way I can
Y - youthful and filled with vigor
Z - possess zeal as I accomplish my dreams!

Christmas Vacation journals...

Day.1 - 12.21
First day of vacation, I've decided to really enjoy myself. I spent the whole day watching videos from YouTube. Sadly, I still haven't finished Magician's of Love. But heck, YouTube will never vanish from me, so if I don't finish it this break, there's still summer vacation, and next school year's sembreak. Good luck to me!

Day.2 - 12.22
I can't believe I'm doing this. I'm actually programming! I finished Eksaitobaiku, and I got tired of finishing Speed Tic-Tac-Toe. (Why isn't it working?!) Right now, I still have to prepare for a party I'm hosting for my Pa's friends. Work... work... work...

Day.3 - 12.23
I went shopping with my Godparents today. We went to Shangrila mall to buy the raffle prizes needed for the party. It was really fun. There are so many toys, yet they are all so expensive. It's great to be a kid again, but it's greater to be rich. hehe... Then we ate at Green Tomato afterwards. The pasta was great and so is the pizza. I've always like thin crust pizzas, that is why I prefer Yellow Cab over Pizza Hut. When I got home we went to visit family friends to deliver their Christmas gifts. It was really tiring.

Day.4 - 12.24
It's Tin's birthday! We took our lunch at Pancake House then we went home to prepare for the party that night. Mom prepared fried chicken and spaghetti: all Tin's favorites. My cousins also brought along with them their PS2. Yey! I competed with my other cousins in Nitro Kart racing and Chicken Little mini kart racing. haha... It's definitely great to be a kid again!

Day.5 - 12.25
Christmas Day! As usual, we set off really early today to visit my parents' godparents. From Binondo to Zapote and from Zapote back, it was a really tiring but exciting road trip. Yes, it was quite boring for a Christmas Day, but at least I spent it with my parents, and my big family.

Day.6 - 12.26
Today is the day of the party I am to host. All the kids enjoyed I guess, even though just a few of them participated in the games. But they definitely enjoyed the raffle. I enjoyed watching the kids play around and have fun. And of course, I like the one and only prize I got from the party: a Clue boardgame! Yah!

Christmas break has officially begun! To start with, here are some things I plan to do over the break:

1. Gimicking
1.1. with Powder and Tidibur <--- this one will be merged, we're basically one big happy family anyway!
1.2. with Stace and Sharm ( and Bents probably?! ) <--- I miss my Chinese gang!
1.3. Block N <--- let's go skating at MOA!
1.4. with my cuzzin and my mom <--- 168 haggling is the best!
1.5. starbatch batch party <--- definitely hope this pushes through. Leslie.... :P

2. You Tube-ing teleseries
2.1. Magicians of Love <--- I'm in episode 5!
2.2. Bleach <--- Where did I stop??!!
2.3. A Game of Love <--- Haven't even started this one.... *slamsfaceontable*
2.4. Grey's Anatomy?! <--- Wanna check this out... go with the flow you know... hehe...

3. Weffriddle-ing <--- Batch 4 here i come!

4. Eclipse-ing <--- As much as I want to avoid this, I can't. Team 8 we gotta practice!

5. Write AT LEAST one chapter for ABOL. <--- I failed doing this last sembreak.

6. Finish my song and hopefully write a new one. <--- anyone good with notes? | anyone knows where to find note-converter software? | 143 club we're gonna record soon, I hope.

At ano pa ang hinahangad ko, kundi ang pag-ibig mo?
Kung sakaling panaginip lang ito, at ang pag-asa ay huwad at pakitang-tao lamang,
Nawa'y patayin na ako ngayon, nang di matikman ang asim ng buhay kong ito.

I'm feeling senti again. The topic of conversation shouldn't make me feel such pain. Of course, it was about me again, and this one is a happy me, a happy Honey. How did it turn out bad? When things go slightly wrong and I started to feel the same emptiness feeling my heart. How did that all happen? I have not the slightest idea. All I can say is that now I'm, alone, empty, wallowing in self-pity, and wishing that I never have to spend another birthday ever. You out there! You who might be reading this and understood what has happened, don't think that this is all your fault. I know I was wrong to blame you, but I couldn't blame myself. Think that I'm being really, really selfish. If I start blaming myself, I will feel even more miserable. Curse myself for thinking too much, curse myself for being unlike the others, curse myself for being weird, curse myself for being... being... ME. Why should I be me? Can't I be someone else? Curse myself for trying to fit in. Curse myself for trying to stand out. Face it, you won't fit in. You won't stand out. You're a needle thrown into the ocean: useless, neglected and helpless.

See me happy now, and never see me sad. Hear me laugh now and never hear me weep. Well see that ugly face and hear that silent moan, that's me... me, just me. Just Sugar Sparrow. Just Honey. Just Honey Sy. And no one else. Cause no one can be as miserable as she is. No one. No one at all.

I had a great weekend last week. On Friday, I went ice skating with my blockmates. Though my legs still hurt after swimming 18 laps the day before, they got worse after skating. But who cares right? On Saturday morning, I was really busy with Blue Christmas. The little kid Joshua was so cute and so sweet. :p Then after that I went shopping with Mom and cous. I FINALLY met Bents, and he's taller than me sadly. But heck? Who cares right? Saturday night, I attended Jatu's debut, which was held at faraway Malabon. I not only attended it, I hosted it, and I prepared our batch's surprise presentation for Jeatte. Well, the efforts were worth it definitely because I was sure Jeatte was really happy. On Sunday, we celebrated Pat's birthday at Circles. Salmon and chocolates, we meet again my all time favorites! Then that night I attended Hanna's birthday celebration, and went on camwhoring with my girls. The weekend was definitely tiring and so rest-less. But it was fun, full of adventure, I wish I could spend more weekdays like that!

If I ever get the chance to become a genius, I'm going to be a Mozart-genius.

Today, I was able to finish 18 laps in 20 minutes. That's gives me a B+ which I think is not bad at all, considering that I got cramps just by the first lap.

I wasn't in much luck today. I almost lost my ID.Only to find out that I kept it in my other bag. But it got me really worried that instead of riding the LRT, I went back to the tricycle stop just to check if I dropped my ID. Anyway, I'll just take it as exercise.

The greatest problem in my life, is that I can't stop myself from mixing reality and fantasy. Yes. I fantasize a lot, and by that I really mean A LOT! I believe there's nothing wrong with dreaming. Dreaming, in fact, sort of inspires me to work harder so as to be able to achieve my seemingly impossible dreams. But yeah, dreams and fantasies have bad effects on me too because sometimes my imagination gets too carried away. Take Ehlo Huang for instance. Yes. I love him, though I know it will take a miracle to bring the two of us together. Somehow, this Ehlo Huang craze has brought me to think about my future. Now, what bothers me isn't how I can meet Ehlo, but what I should start doing now so that I can do what I want. Yes I like programming, so I take up Computer Science. But now I come to realize, that there are a lot of other things that I really like. I like music; I want to be a singer, a composer, a music artist even. I like drawing; I want to be a cartoonist. I want to work at Walt Disney Studios. Yep. There's nothing wrong with dreaming, but it's frustrating to know that all you're dreaming of could be reality, and could be a mere fantasy as well.




I love Ehlo Huang.


Oops. Did I just say that?


But seriously, this IS a serious post.

The Ninja strikes again!

My little cousin is two years old. He's thin, very active, really naughty but not a troublemaker, so I call him my little Ninja. Well I'm going to tell you a story about this hyperactive little Ninja, and how curiosity *almost* killed him... twice.

Last October, it was my sembreak so naturally, I wake up late in the mornings. One fair morning I woke up startled by a crunching sound. My eyes quickly darted towards the standing electric fan beside my bed, because I was afraid some of its nuts and bolts went haywire. Instead, the electric fan was okay, but I saw little Ninja standing right beside it. I called him and he looked at me with his huge eyes and looked at the electric fan. "What happened?" I asked him. He was speechless for the first time and extended his index finger at me. Then I saw blood dripping from his finger and on to the floor, and I knew right there and then what had happened. Good thing the wound wasn't to deep, and little Ninja learned his lesson, that no matter what he does for his Ninja training, better leave the electric fan alone, cause it bites back.

This afternoon, we had lunch at a Chinese restaurant because the kids were craving for dimsum. Little Ninja sat with mommy, while his sister and I sat to his right. We were all enjoying our delicious bowl of Asado noodles when we both heard him calling for my mom. Mom thought he was asking for more noodles so she asked him to wait. But he kept calling her, so I asked him what he wanted. He looked at me and his face was the most bizarre one I've ever seen. His brows were crunched up and a single tooth showed. The moment he turned to me, he burst into wails! Mom started scolding him for his impatience, while his sister started coaxing him. I, on the other hand, jumped up to his side and peered into his mouth. I thought he had eaten something terrible but there was no food in his mouth. Little Ninja wouldn't stop crying. Then I noticed that he wasn't moving his arms, just kicking his legs furiously. Well guess what? His right arm got stuck to the chair. He must have naughtily inserted his arm into one of those narrow gaps of the chair. I tried hard not to laugh, seeing his state, but I guess he asked for it. Anyway, all the waiters and waitresses ran to him and started giving out crazy ideas on how to pop his hand out. One suggested to use oil as lubricant. Well it was a good one although while he ran off to get some oil, the other waiter couldn't wait long enough and suggested to use the chili oil instead. My grandmother protested at once, and we seconded the motion. Finally, someone thought of a more decent one and went to get some liquid soap. So little Ninja's arm finally broke free, though it's still red at the part where it got squished until now. New lesson, there are better gaps to hide in, just not gaps in chairs where even your arm can't fit in.

It's definitely not my first time to see such stuff, but what I saw today was the most horrible thing I saw. I've seen a dead cat, a dead frog, lots of dead roaches, err what else? Anyway, this one I'm gonna talk about is totally gruesome. Just this morning as I was walking to school with Nikka, I saw a big lump on the road just ahead of us. It was... bloody. There was a deep gash over the abdomen, with dried blood smeared all over it. Here comes the worst part, I THINK it was a rat, but I can't be so sure. You know why? Cause, the body had no head. Yep. It is beheaded. It was so disgusting! Good thing I didn't eat a heavy breakfast or else I'm sure the food's gonna come out the moment I saw that dead body. Yuck!


There was a mass today from 9-10:30 so classes during that time were cancelled. But we weren't affected because that was really our free period. So the block and Nikka and Ken hang out at Matteo Ricci to study for our Math Long Test. It was great bonding time, especially with Nikka and Ken. Well the LT was okay. Just hope the scores will turn out the same.


I love my PE! I love swimming! I love the water. I really should have been a pirate, or a mermaid, or a sailor, or a water nymph, or....

I'm proud of what I've been doing lately. Although I haven't quite accomplished half of it, but at least this time, I know I'm doing something I really like. This leads me to think (again) that I'm really living my life the wrong way. Why did I take computer science anyway, if I should have been in a better school to hone this hobby of mine? Sigh. I just hope I can be a jack of both trades, and hopefully, masters of both as well.

This morning, I arrived school early so I got to ride the trike. Saves up 50% of my daily energy. When the trike got to SEC, I waited patiently as the two other passengers paid up. Suddenly the driver nudged me.

Driver: Miss...
Moi: Sa Faura pa ako ah!
Driver: Yun nga...(irritated here) may barya ka ba? (showing me a 20 peso bill)
Moi: Ahhh... wala ho. Bente lang rin meron ko eh...
Driver: Hay naku...

After around five minutes, he was able to get some change for the two passengers. Wasting no time, he drove me to Faura. On the way, I was thinking to myself: "Shet... wala akong barya!" Luckily when I paid him 20 pesos, he was able to give me change for 7 pesos. Funny though, the first thing that popped into my mind when I kept my coins in my coin purse was: "Yey! May barya na ako! Oh happy day!" Yuck. What a great way to start the day... shallow.

OH MY GOD! Thank God we don't have classes today. Out of boredom, I scanned the TV stations of Taiwan and guess what I saw? Sam and Ehlo (my love) in a game show. OMG! Ehlo is so macho! He is so handsome! OMG OMG! I love him so much! I'm going gaga again!!! WAHHHHH!!!

I just realized last night that, not only am I addicted to tea and coffee, I'm actually addicted to alcoholic liquor too! hehe... Well, I guess I am a drinker. :)

The first time I drank red wine was at home on New Year's Eve. Well, I think it doesn't really count as red wine since it tasted like grape juice to me, just a bit more concentrated and bitter. But I liked it, although I was underaged then so, that's all I could have then.

The first time I drank beer was during a gathering with my parents' friends. My godmother, who is a good drinker herself, offered me a glass of San Miguel Beer. Well, I was reluctant at first, but since my parents' were smiling, I took the offer and drank the whole glass in one gulp. It tasted like apple juice. Anyway, the important part is... after around two minutes, I was turning into a red tomato, and I could feel myself emitting steam. Hohoho... it was hilarious! It took me an hour for my reddish color to diminish. It was the start of a new love I tell yah! hahahaha....

The second time I drank red wine was during Jewel's debut. I forgot who offered us the wine, but I think it was Jewel's brother. Well, the instant I had my first sip, my sensitivity towards alcohol attacked again. But anyway, I enjoyed every moment of it. I like its bitterness and how it leaves a different sensation once it flows in your insides. I went home slightly drunk that time. hihihi...

The first time I drank champagne was last night during Guenevierre's debut. I was enjoying a glass of fruit punch with Therese and Sherie when a waiter offered us champagne. I said "No" instinctively, but Therese and Sherie nodded, and the waiter gave each of us a glass of champagne. I stared at it for sometime, deciding whether to drink it or not. Sherie then said that we should enjoy every moment of maturity since we're all 18. I smiled and told them that I'm not 18 yet. They laughed and assured me that I'm in the company of "adults" so it's okay if I drink it. And so I did, and guess what? I became "hot" again! Yey! haha... It tasted like pineapple juice, just more alcoholic than the ordinary.

Over all, I liked champagne better. Anyway, by the end of the party, Nadia, Sherie, Kim (although reluctantly) and I joined the dance floor, they were all laughing at me saying that I was already drunk. I scowled at them. Not only when I got home did I realize that perhaps I am drunk, because even though I've regained my natural color, I was attacked by the vanity disease.

Perhaps the best thing in life is being able to choose the one you love, and perhaps the worst thing is not being able to choose the one who will love you back. Why is it that some people are fortunate enough to find someone whom they love and who loves them back, while others should be contented by finding either someone they love or someone who loves them? Why is it that we are not given the privilege to choose which person we want to be? Like what I've said before, there are so many questions in life, but sometimes, you will never know the answer. Reality hurts... so much.