Theater and Changing ;)

Dear Cherry Pies, :))

     Just before lunch, on 11:00, I saw the theater movie act musical "Love Never Dies" on HBO! So while I was watching it, I was smiling the whole time. Their voices were so smooth and the acting was so inspiring that it made my heart melt. I was just so perfectly in love with the whole act that I didn't even took lunch until the whole movie was done. This is what I like. Acting. Especially when you get to express the act by singing. Now that's a 10! I love how the setting of the theater was done. Those circus staffs that were creepy, weird but in the mean time, beautiful creatures, singing and dancing were absolutely brilliant! I love how the little boy, the son of Christine sings. It adds a taste to the audience and inspires kids to be like him. 

     Sometimes, I even daydream myself to be in a theater, which is dark, cold but with marvelous orchestra playing while I sing and in the meantime act. And just by that, my eyes would get wet and dreamy and I would be smiling like a lunatic. Oh how I love to daydream. But whenever I blink back, I'd realize that I still wasn't living on my dream. I still have to work for it. Sometimes, when time flies so slow or when my parents scold me, I'd be very discourage. I'd lock myself in the bathroom and seat at the floor, crouching, mumbling words I never meant to say. I'd curl my fist and force myself not to shed one tear. To help me calm, I usually just encourage myself that tomorrow will be a brighter day. I'm proud and glad that my parents aren't that uptight to me. I might be just the luckiest girl to have the most amazing parents of all times. After encouraging myself about tomorrow, I'd go on to my room and listen to Miley Cyrus as she sings once again "The Climb" for like the billionth times. Then after listening to Miley, I'd be listening to Andrew Lange, "Not Sure Yet" and that melodic song would always help me breathe in and breathe out. 

"Changing isn't bad if you change for the good of you"

       You would never believe how my dream changed me! When I was an 11 year old gal, I never cared  about going to sleep early to prevent pimples or brush my hair or apply lotion or by being beautiful. There are times when I don't want to feel beautiful. Its those times when there's a lot of guy crowds were they stare or smirk. I super duper hate it! I was born with the bits of blood from a Spanish. My grandma's family generation came from the Spanish era, so that is what makes me different. I have red cheeks and hazel eye and hair. And whenever I play too much underneath the sun, my cheeks would turn extremely red that my mom would ask me "Hey, are you putting make up on?" And I'm like "No". So back at the topic. This year and this month. June. I completely changed. Whenever I took a bath I would spend a lot of time in there. About 15, 30 mins. or about 1 hour. Just by scrubbing, shampooing and putting conditioner in my hair. And every after breakfast, lunch or dinner, I never forgot to brush my teeth properly. Every night, I always wash my face. I put petroleum jelly on my elbows and knees. And before going to bed, I never forgot to give thanks and ask God to make my dream come true. I would never change if it weren't for the celebrities which are my perfect role models. I'm so thankful to them. 

    

         Oh my God of mischief!! it's only 4 days left before my classes starts!! @!#$@!!*

I am so nervous, scared but in the mean time excited! This year, this year, I will try to prove to my parents that I am responsible enough to follow on my dreams. I will keep all my pens, pencil, eraser and all my things in school in order. I will study hard and keep myself proper. 

                                       "Wish me luck guys!"

P.s Please don't mind the time below it's not in my timezone and I don't know how to edit it. 

Dream all about HOPE :)

Dear Cherry pies, :)) 

    Good morning ya all. It's actually 9:40 am here and my parents just left the nest. Right now I'm hearing the song "No Diggity" by The Bella's accapella and Hello By Karmin. That's right, I can rap too. :3 

    This morning, just when I woke up, my mind was rushing about a lot of things. Oh how I hate doing nothing to pursue my dreams. I wanted to throw something to the ground just to relieve my feeling. But then, I realized. I have to be patient. So I calmed myself and started the day with the curtain open so that the sunshine can go in, a smile on my face and a kiss on my parents cheek. I put on my headphones and listened to the song "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus. The song inspires me much to the core that it actually made me cry. I inhaled and then started to write the early morning happenings here in my blog.  

     

     One week ago, when I was in this poor but improving province I have seen the current situation my relatives and cousins have been occupying for so long. On my mother's side, my relatives there were all improving. They had a roof above their head, food, work, and electricity. Their house was always filled with laughter and joys because of my little cousins entering. However, when a storm came a year ago or so, their house was almost filled with water. That certain province I visited, was a place where heavy rain, thunder and lighting always clashes together, destroying everything on its path. But one thing was on my mind, they never loose hope. Why not evacuate the place? Why not go to a much more comfortable and safer place? No. The house kept a lot of amazing memories which they cannot just abandon. It serves as their home which binds them all as one. How can they even leave the place when the house was almost like a mother to them? The big word was really "No". It was up to them to restore it to its own color whenever trial comes.  And I could clearly see how its natural color, besides its physical state, shines with the most powerful words I'd ever learned, "Hope" and "Trust". However in my father's side. It was quite the opposite. By means of opposite, I meant, they had almost no food, no work, no electricity and their house was shattered bits and bobs. But it was my father who kept on restoring it. I mean how much more could the house and the occupants stand when storm always strike, fearing them against the walls? The house would be much likely perish if it weren't for my relatives hard work in restoring it back to its original pace. And how about the food? Some of my little cousins and relatives eat almost twice a day! And clothing? Even the little ones got only little amount to hide themselves. And how about work? Work, to save them from poverty! Almost none! But my dad always picks them up, hires them to his little but improving company as carpenters and so on. Some...Some of them, in their eyes I could see a little bit of hope, faith and trust. Some of my cousins, who are a year older than me, sometimes leaves the house and be astray for the whole day. The family lacks respect. And then there's this cousin of mine who became pregnant in the age of 18! How can she even feed her son when she doesn't even have the work she obliged to have? How can they feed or cloth themselves if they don't even have the work that they all should have? Respect. Hope and Trust. These are the things they lack which I am hoping they could have when the future arises. My parents always said to me to study real hard, graduate and help my poor cousins. They are my family and I couldn't just leave them be. They are also the reasons why I must reach the wings of my dream. They shouldn't just ask, ask and we, give, give and give. They must also know and learn how to stand up. To deprive themselves from the horrible past. They should always see to it, that there is always the bright side. That they could reach any of it if you try learning to have the beautiful word called "Hope, Faith and Trust in God"

     

From that moment on. I had committed myself to accomplish the mission I dreamed for so long. It was time to make a move. I will absolutely climb that certain mountain, revealing at the top of it, the most intriguing view of most times, beneath my eyes. I am desperate to live the life I want to have and to help the people that I love. Not only to my cousins, but also to the poor children of the universe. Whenever, and if ever I become famous, I will become famous not only because of my talent and passion in acting but also in helping and raising the hopes of people that entirely, might have lost. God give me strength.

What's my dream? :D

 Dear Cherry pies, :))

*Wondering..Hmm??*

     I know you are wondering what my dream is. And I bet you are asking yourself  "Is her dream all about living to the fullest" or "Is her dream all about living like no other people can??"

 

    Well folks...You are correct. But that is just my second achievement to be made. What my dream really is, is to use all my talents passionately. To let the world recognize on what I can do. I can act, sing, dance, play the violin, piano and guitar. And...not to brag or anything, I'm actually pretty damn good at my talents. I am enhancing them, building them like a tower. However...what I really want the world to see is that I can act. You see, when I was a bit of, I don't know, I'm not sure...3 or 5 year old, my dad tried to convince me to enter the world of drama and acting. But you know what I did? I refused. And right now, I don't know exactly what my reaction should be. Weather to regret or accept. Regret. I regret it because today, present day, I actually want to start acting, so so so badly. Accept. I accept it because if I was in the world of these fine arts, I would never meet these bestfriends of mine who are thoughtful, supportive and most of all loving. So you see how complicated that is. *sighs* But anyway, and what I know is the best thing I should do, is to accept. Yes, I should just accept the fact and KEEP MOVING FORWARD.

                                                          MY DREAM IS TO ACT!!!

"Always look at the bright side and smile happily" 
   

                     "Don't stop BELIEVING!"

"It doesn't matter how slow you go as long as you don't STOP"

Dreaming :3

Dear Cherry pies, :))

"Catching a star is merely the same as reaching your dream"

      Every morning is a slight torture to my heart, a bit of heart ache and pain. Know why? It's because reality isn't as good as the dream I had in my sleep. Dreaming of living the life I want to have. Dreaming of tasting the adventure I always wanted and of course, dreaming of living MY DREAM.
     In autographs, there is a question where it tells: "what my goal is". Some of them always answers: "My goal in life is to graduate... be a doctor, a nurse or an architect...raise a family..bla bla bla" But for me, I never wanted just to have that. Live a normal life like all people do. Taste the same thing which I grew in. I have a life. A very glorious life which God gave to me and I'm not going to waste it by something that I already have. I always have this attitude in me where I do something that originally came from myself. What I want the most is to live uniquely. I want to live to the fullest. I want to paint my life with different colors and styles. I want to feel everything that rarely people can. And if I can achieve my dream, I will never forget in praying to the Lord our God. We write our own destinies, fates and stories of our lives, and God is our Editor-In-Chief. It is up to him on how he plans it for the good of all.
             
"Sleep...Dream...Wake up...But don't forget to work for your dream"
-Blair Dawson A.