To my dearest dear of all dears in the world…
12 Dec 2011 Leave a Comment
I am nervous right now as I type this. I feel tensed, or unfocused, as I do this now. Let us just pretend that I’m writing to you for the last time. (Of course, there will be other times. Other painful or happy or good times…) There is not much I can say about the exact feeling I am having right now as I do this. The constant clicking sound of the keyboard is making me a little less tensed, so it’s good to continue for as long as I like. In short, I find typing very relaxing.
Where to start, I wonder? Hmm. Let’s get straight to the point. I love you. There’s nothing else to say. If I add an intensifier, like VERY MUCH or SO MUCH or SO or just MUCH or maybe even “UNTIL I DIE” or “UNTIL THE END OF TIME”, (to make it more exaggerating, because your dear Orange girl is so fond of it!), then it will just intensify what I truly feel. I’ve never loved any guy as much as I love you. That is why, to be perfectly honest, I am both frightened or scared, and at the same time I am happy, loved, blessed, inspired (or bored) and very much alive and kicking. You brought me to a world I’ve never dreamed I’d see. You brought happiness to a very shy, awkward-to-be-with, wallflower whose dreams in life is solely for her own sake only. But now, it seems utterly impossible to dream about only myself. I am now thinking about the future. I am now thinking what else I could do with my life with someone who I know will be there for me no matter what happens. We do not know yet what the future holds, but it would be my pleasure, even my sincerest wish, to be with you in that future we so want to see.
I’ve grown accustomed to your face, your smile, your sentiments, your jokes, your laughter, your quirkiness, your sense of domination, too! Anyway, guys should be like that. Dominant but kind. I know I am not making much sense right now. It’s always my weakness to write whatever it is that pops out of my mind in just a split of a second. I know I want to tell you so much things but the truth is, I can only remember just a few of those things. Perhaps one day, I might be able to tell you everything. Not now.
I am so happy we got through our first month together (in spirit!). We barely see each other. My sister is right. We somehow lack that constant communication. In my opinion, it doesn’t really matter that much. I admire you, envy you even, for your sense of determination and your willingness to sacrifice even one that is important to you. I envy you because you already know where you’re going with your life. I envy you because you have a sense of direction in life. When you’re 30, you know very well where you would be. As for me? Well, let’s just say I’m enjoying the present too much that I don’t want to leave. Well, not just yet. I know this doesn’t make much sense to you as it does to me but the thing is, I feel left out. I feel so alone.
But I don’t feel THAT alone. I know someone is with me always. He is there, God. You are there. My parents, my family, my friends, my children… they’re all there! So why am I ranting to you like this? I shouldn’t. I have no reason to be sad. I have every right and reason to be very happy, because I am. I am very happy. That is because of you. 
I shall end it here for a while. This is one month’s worth of silence. I know it’s the silliest letter I’ve ever written. It’s written in a blog that everyone might see. But it is for you and you alone. Their comments don’t matter. Yours do, though.
I love you so much. I will always cherish you. I will forever love and cherish you. You are mine no matter what happens.
It sounds selfish. I know.
So suffice to say…
I. Love. You.
Sincerely,
Me ^_^
This would be the fourth page of my seriously boring book ^_^
04 Nov 2011 Leave a Comment
I am currently reading “Something Borrowed,” a book written by Emily Giffin, and I realized that I can seriously write a book or a novel that would sell millions of copies. The book is written in first person, my favorite point of view when it comes to writing, and it’s as simple as reading someone’s blog. It’s in the adult chick genre, unlike Meg Cabot’s Princess Diaries books, which is a bit new to me because it has a lot of those adult chick bits and pieces that when you combine says that adult chicks are a: seriously thinking about marriage and the benifits of being married, b: boys are now called gentlemen, and c: career is on the top of their priority list, packed with a house, a car, and shopping galore. I’m totally enjoying it, although I have to say these bits and pieces I’ve just mentioned are not in my vocabulary just yet.
I remember reading one of those Sophie Kinsella books. I think that was Shopaholic Takes Manhattan. Becky, the lead, was seriously thinking of writing something and all she ended up writing is the front page and the words “Finance is very…”
Ha! I still can’t stop laughing whenever I open that book to that very page where the first page of her book is supposed to be… ^_^
What is it in writing that I love? It’s that sense of freedom that you have. You can write just about anything about everything, from things going on in your life (like mine, for example! I am having the most blissful year ever and it has ups and downs all the same.) to the people you observe whenever you’re riding a jeep. I just enjoy writing.
Of course, one cannot escape that inevitable moment that you can’t write anything at all. And it’s called “Writer’s Block.”
And I’m experiencing one now. I don’t know. I am. Right now. Right. Now.
Oh gosh, seriously. I don’t know what else to write about! And this was supposed to be the fourth page of my seriously boring book!
My Least Favorite Subject: ME
12 May 2011 Leave a Comment
Hi! I’m April. I live in a quite comfortable house here in Muntinlupa City at the bottom-most part of Metro Manila in the ever-so-populated country of the Philippines. I’m a teacher, and I’m very proud of being one. Who isn’t proud when your profession is one of the noblest profession in the world? I can’t say much about my work now, as I haven’t really started yet. Perhaps in a little while I might find the time to write about it, as I am very fond of writing the little and simple happenings in my life, which, by the way, may be simple but very meaningful.
I hate discussing myself, really, and I have absolutely no idea why I’m writing about myself now. I guess I just wanted to let the whole world know what kind of a person I am and what kinds of things or people I want. This would totally be a random post so if it gets into your nerves a little, or you feel as if I’m talking about the things you hate, then stop reading immediately. I don’t want to be the cause of your distress or depression or whatever negative feeling you might have or would have felt after reading just a few lines from this totally nonsense post.
What about me am I to write? Oh yeah. I’m a big fan of Japanese Animation. I have a couple of Anime stuffs on hand, and I bought them from just about everywhere. My favorites are my Rayearth and Cardcaptor Sakura Manga, which are all cheaply bought. (I think the most expensive manga I bought is Tsubasa, but it’s worth it because I love manga and I might sell them someday but the Rayearth and Sakura ones are staying!) I have a lot of Sakura stuffs, too! I love trading cards. I have X-Files trading cards which are kept inside the drawer. A friend of mine, Lynne, is a fan of the series and bought the cards for me on my birthday of 2007. I have other X-Files merchandise, too, like books and artbooks and magazines.
My room is filled with anime posters. I told you I can’t live without them. Oh, I haven’t told you that, have I? Sorry.
I like drawing. I think I own just about every art material there is. I left my Faber Castell coloured pencils in Oman but that’s okay because I have other coloured pencils here, which my sister bought for me, because she knows how these things make me happy. I buy Gospel Stickers from National Bookstore. I think they’re very nice. There are Gospel passages written in them. I guess that’s what makes them nice.
I have a Sailor Moon Plush that is so cute, I have it displayed beside me in my bed, so that when I wake up every morning, I see her cute, yellow hair, and her bright blue eye (singular, because the other eye is winked). She’s a treasure, too, so it may take me years before I decide to sell her or give her to the poor. Anyway, I have other plushies I don’t care about anymore that I can give to the poor.
I sing Lea Salonga’s songs all the time. It makes me feel so happy whenever I do. I love The Sound of Music. I have a Ltd. Edition Blu-ray/DVD boxset of it because my brother-in-law knows how much I love it, so he, with my sister, bought it for me for last Christmas. I really love it! I turn the key to the music box that plays “My Favorite Things” over and over and over again (except the part that says, “When the dog bites…”) and it goes on and on and on until I’m tired of turning it. Of course, I love other movies, too. I am a fan of Oldies and I have a couple of Greer Garson movies in my external drive that I got from the internet. I know piracy is bad but it’s just for entertainment and these movies are not all on DVD or video so I can’t watch it all the time before but now I can! (I’m beginning to sound like Christopher Boone from The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time and believe it or not, I like typing this way!)
I have a crush on someone. He’s really nice. We have a lot in common, I think, that’s why I like him. I’ll see him soon, too, I think. What joy that brings!
I have four journals right now. I’m writing on each of them. Two are Prayer Journals, addressed to The Lord. He’s very sweet, He never gets tired of listening to me! That’s what I love about Him. He’s always there to listen. I wish I could be like Him, always listening, ready to help. Of course, I’m not the only person He listens to. The other journal is Walter. He’s sweet, too, and although I haven’t written to him lately, he understands. The last, and prettiest one, with all the flowers on each page, is Greer. She’s my guardian angel. And she’s been helping me with a lot of things, too! (I just don’t know how)
I have a lot of pens that I use in writing in my journals. I collect pens. It’s a pity whenever they run out of ink. I’d hate to throw them, so I keep most of the nice-looking empty ones in a pen holder inside my room.
I have 100 keychains and counting. I love collecting things. During my grade school days, I collected Cardcaptor Sakura trading cards which I buy from the store outside of school. I still have some of it today, along with my clow cards. I also collect Polly Pocket playsets. Some of the dolls included are missing now. Someone from my sister’s Debutante Party stole two of my playcase and I was completely pissed off, but I forgot about it until now. Anyway, at least I made some kleptomaniac happy. And that’s what counts, right? Making someone happy?
(I must end this entry here. I am completely not myself right now. I never write the way I did in this entry, and it’s a little frustrating, but yeah, to be perfectly honest, all the things I mentioned up there are true. That’s only, what, a portion of myself? I haven’t mentioned the dark secrets yet. Why should I? 
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A Blog Entry on Mother’s Day
06 May 2011 Leave a Comment
My mom knew very well that I love speaking in English, that is why it amazes me so much when she deliberately speaks English to all of us in our house, including our dog. I’ve never known anybody as great as mom. And in the future, I wish to be like her.
Mom was born Violeta Castro Ocampo on the suburbs of Tondo, Manila on April 22, 1950. Yes, that would make her 61 to this day! I won’t go through how she grew up as a kid or as a teenager, as you wouldn’t be very much interested in that. But I was, when she told me, and I’ve always dreamed of seeing their family portraits (which were all damaged or gone because of floods that went through that house) and looking awed as our aunts faces looked so young in it. My mom said she had all my grandma’s features, from an almost-as-porcelain-white skin to the way they smile or laugh. I guess if my grandma was alive right now, my mom would have done the same blog entry for her, too!
So, enough ramblings. My mom is the best mom in the world! (Nah, I’m being prejudiced) She can give you just about the best advice you can get in a troublesome situation and think after that, yeah, I guess she’s right (or she IS right, hot diggidy dog!). She’s even better speaking in English than I’ll ever be after two or so years. She’s absolutely amazing, I can’t even think of anything else to write.
One thing is for sure, though. I’ll ALWAYS love my mom, and I’ll never make her sad. I’ll be by her side when she needs me and I’m sure God meant for us to be mother-daughter because He knew we’re a perfect match (together with my siblings, of course!) HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY MAMA and to all the other moms, mama, nanay, nay, inang, nang, ina, naynay, mader, mudra, mamita, mamang, mother in the world! GOD BLESS YOU!
Greer Garson: A Flashback
21 Mar 2011 2 Comments
(I’ll be as cool and as nonchalant as ever in writing this entry)
It was a flash of lightning the moment I saw her graze the screen of our TV. The year was 2008. I’ve never actually seen Pride and Prejudice before, and yes, I am honest to say that I admired Greer too late.
Greer was born in 1904. I have confirmed this when I started reading the first pages of her amazing and only biography by Michael Troyan. That would make her 107 today. I was glad I saw her in Pride and Prejudice first, because it established this perfectly good-looking English lady in my mind as someone I would be proud to say I am a fan of. It’s strange to say that I saw P&P and Goodbye, Mr. Chips first before moving on to her more famous movies, the likes of Mrs. Miniver and Random Harvest. I say it’s strange because if one has seen a documentary about her, and found out that she won best actress in Mrs. Miniver, then he would have liked or anticipated to see Mrs. Miniver immediately! I didn’t. I don’t know why.
I did see her in Mrs. Miniver only after having known that it was available online. I cherish the moment I saw her in it, for the first time as Kay Miniver, trying to find a way of telling Walter Pidgeon’s character what she bought that day. I was laughing when they both were in the dinner table discussing the events that happened. Of course, I cannot blame myself for being disappointed when I found out Richard Ney was the actor who played her son and was her 2nd husband. It just doesn’t seem fit a relationship, that’s all.
That is why when I began reading in the book about Elijah Fogelson, or Buddy, meeting her for the first time and telling her one of the most romantic lines I’ve ever read in a book, “I’m going to marry you” or something rather. I was so flustered that I literally fell off my bed after reading that part. I knew that Buddy meant her well and that she’ll be absolutely happy with him as her partner for the rest of her life. I certainly wish I can find someone like him, and maybe have the looks of Walter Pidgeon, too! He just fitted the picture in Greer’s life as the favorite co-star.
I saw Blossoms in the Dust only because I knew it would be in technicolor. Dorothy Killgalen once said in one of those What’s My Line episodes that Greer has a glorious face in technicolor that one cannot see in black and white. She is right. I saw several pictures of her in color, and it was amazing. I can’t quite imagine a Greer Garson in blonde hair. She wore that titian or flaming red hair so perfectly in Blossoms in the Dust that I completely forgot how sad the movie is. Walter died near the end. Greer was to go on without him, saving children from illegitimacy. It moved me to tears the second time I saw it. It’s just too much for me to handle. I didn’t even finish it!
I only finished it the 3rd time I saw it. And it proved to me that Greer was the kindest person on earth (even though I have absolutely no idea what kind of person she is or was) and that I adore her. She’s one of my favorite actresses. Walter was very ideal a man for me. Tall, handsome, but not dark. His voice is divine. Imagine hearing a voice like that courting you in a moonlit night! I can faint in his arms instantly.
I then saw the rest of the Garson-Pidgeon films. Madame Curie was the most intellectual of all. I learned a lot of things from it, scientifically and emotionally. I say emotionally because I realized that Science does not and cannot in any way interfere with the glorious relationship of two people who knew they loved each other very much. I saw Greer’s Marie cry so very badly when she found out her husband Pierre died. How unexpected was that? Mrs. Parkington wasn’t a huge favorite, seeing Gus being such a scoundrel. He learned his lesson in the end, though. That’s what I loved about it. Agnes Moorehead was amazingly beautiful in it, too! Julia Misbehaves is one of my personal favorites. I just enjoy seeing Greer and Walter dance in rags and picnic covers. Such a cute onscreen couple, if you ask me!
Random Harvest was Greer’s favorite of her films. I can understand why. It was one of those movies that would move you to tears if you place yourselves in Paula Ridgeway’s position. It’s a good thing Charles remembered everything in the end. Paula would have been miserable for the rest of her life!
When Ladies Meet. Who could forget the ever lovingly beautiful Greer Garson in this Robert Taylor-Joan Crawford film? She is certainly better-looking than Joan, in many ways, but I like Joan in some ways, too, so I cannot be biased in either of them. I don’t know what it is but there’s something about Greer that makes me believe I’ve met her before in another life. If that is so, then I must have been very lucky!
Of course, there are other movies one can see her at her best. Goodbye, Mr. Chips was one of them. “Hello!” was her first line here. And it amused me so much when she entered the faculty room and surprised Mr. Chipping’s colleagues. She was supposed to pour out the tea, but they insisted on treating her as a special guest that they did it themselves. I was sorry when she died in the film, though. That waltz was one of the best scenes I’ve ever seen in my life. It should have continued until the very end of the film.
I have yet to see some of her films. I saw her last film with Walter only last night. Scandal at Scourie is a treasure. I absolutely adored it. I’ll see it again tomorrow!
My absolute favorite picture of Greer!
I stumbled upon this picture only today. Isn’t she a beaut? I know I’m being too patronizing but she’s just one of the greatest people I’ve ever known about. I am happy because I read her biography. I’m happy I’ve seen some of her films. I’m happy because I’m one of those people who admire her as herself and as an actress. I just wish others will find her great!
A Little Bit of The Carpenters
12 Dec 2010 Leave a Comment
These are lines from some of the songs of The Carpenters. I’ve collected some of the most touching lines from their songs and wrote it here.
”Love, look at the two of us, strangers in many ways. We’ve got a lifetime to share, so much to say and as we go on from day to day. I’ll feel you close to me, but time alone will tell. Let’s take a lifetime to say, ‘I knew you well,’ for only time will tell us so and love may grow for all we know…” – For All We Know
“It’s such a dirty old shame when you got to take the blame for a love song, because the best love songs are written with a broken heart” – All You Get from Love is a Love Song
“Day after day, I must face a world of strangers where I don’t belong, I’m not that strong. It’s nice to know that there’s someone I can turn to who will always care, you’re always there. When there’s no gettin’ over that rainbow, when my smallest of dreams won’t come true, I can take all the madness the world has to give, but I won’t last a day without you” – I Won’t Last a Day Without You
“It’s a new day for those good old dreams, one by one it seems they’re coming true. Here’s the morning that my heart had seen. Here’s the morning that just had to come through. Same old stage but what a change of scene. No more dark horizons, only blue. Here’s a new day for those good old dreams, one by one it seems they’re coming true…” – Those Good Old Dreams
“You are my heart and my soul, my inspiration, just like the old love songs go. You are one of a few things, worth remembering. And since it’s all true, how could anyone mean more to me than you?” – You
And I’ll sing, and sing, and sing, and sing, and sing, and sing once more!
28 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
The hills became alive... when my bro-in-law showed me this!
I am so excited to open this box, that I kept looking at the pictures of its contents online. It’s a wonderful THING to have, and yes I cannot hide the excitement!
I don’t know why my brother-in-law and maybe my sister, also, bought me this. My sister knew I already have the DVD here at home. I guess they just wanted to make me happy.
The question now is… what to get them for Christmas?
Realizations
27 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
I just realized, after scanning through some of my older blog posts, that I write a little too weak back then as compared today. I still think I write weak now! How weird is that?
I also realized that the Z button on the VAIO laptop is weak.
I also realized, (how many realizations are there?) that ‘Bones’ is a nice show, and it’s amazing how Americans can create such meaningful shows and Filipinos, I’m sad to say, can’t!
I just realized that a cockroach was moving around the pasta noodles which I was supposed to cook… The Spaghetti Saturday moment just dematerialized…
I just realized that I’ll be going to FESTI now… 
Living the Life to the Fullest
27 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
I woke up this morning, feeling ever so fresh. My mom was listening to some of her loved Christmas CDs. The season’s coming way to quickly for us, and what better way to start the day by singing along with Joe Mari Chan’s “Little Christmas Tree”.
After the Christmas CDs came Oldies 101. It’s a 6-CD Compilation of one of the best oldies songs from the 60′s and 70′s, and yes, what joy it brings for someone like me who adores these kinds of things. I wonder who made it possible to create such a wonderful compilation.
I have over a thousand songs in my iPod. Most of which are from old crooners and songstresses. I have absolutely no idea how and why I turned out to be like this, one who enjoys listening to old songs when everybody else is dancing to the tune of the latest Bruno Mars song. I guess I’m just living my life to its fullest, and this is one way to do it!
Barbie World as Hollywood’s Finest!
27 Nov 2010 Leave a Comment
It was only recently that I discovered these fantastic treasures!
Barbie as Daphne from Scooby Doo.
This is Barbie as Samantha Stephens, from Bewitched
Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz
Mary Poppins, Jane, Michael and Bert
Glinda the Good Witch of the North
Barbie as Scarlett O’Hara
Barbie as Scully and Ken as Mulder
My absolute favorite — Maria Von Trapp
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| Ken as The Tin Man, The Scarecrow and Lion |
Barbie as Carol Burnett
Barbie as Dorothy Gale
Aren’t they just pretty?
