janet
How much fortune and misfortune did i get this year? Just check out my list:

 fortune:
1. passed the DOST scholarship exam (but i did not avail the scholarship at all, regretted doing it later.)
2. passed the UPCAT examination ( should have been in UP Cebu or UP Visayas today)
3. graduated in high school (after 4 years of fun and torture in Siquijor Provincial Science High School)
4. being part of the elite force of the AFROTC (air commando).
5. being a part of NORSU'S official student publication, The NORSUnian, as a newbie writer.
6. being able to participate in the Hugyawan Festival (we were the 5th placer)


misfortune:
1. just had 3 break-ups (strange i recover so fast).
2. just lost 3 of my phones (one i broke, the other slipped from  my pocket, the last was snatched)
3. lost my precious bag (my phone, money, 2 ID'S,

load form, notebooks, dull shoes, t-shirt, calculator, powder,etc . was there)     


good things and bad things i have done this year?

good things:

 



 gifts  i received this year?

1.a t-shirt given by "lolo", my close friend.

2.a bingo, a cute yellow plastic bear and a toilet brush  from cheeno, kuya paul and ate rhina (in our Kris Kringle).

3.a black wrist jewelry given by R.J.(some of my friends even want to have it)

4.5 black wrist bands from my good friend Jade.
5.a cool bag given by Kuya Gian during our Xmas Party in TN (i was very happy, i love  sling bags)







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janet
We Were Getting To Know Each Other

This special episode of my life all started with a particular line of a certain song "We Were Getting To Know Each Other".

I was in my second year highschool then, travelling 10 kilometers or so everyday, from my hometown Lazi to the capital town Siquijor of which our school Siquijor Provincial Scince High School is located I become acquinted with my fellow Lazinians who also happened to be studying in the same school as mine. Some even called me "ate jan" and it felt so awkward sometimes because our ages doesn't really gap but i'm somewhat grateful for the measure of respect. All of us travel by easyride and it is inevitable at times the sharing of jokes and humurous banter as well as some mischief and misconduct.

There was this younger fellow of mine, actually I was one year older than him, to whom I spent little precious moments with. We were old friends then. We used to play bike and other childish games when my  family is still living near the river in the countryside. Only when we moved into our new home did we stopped being playmates. After that we don't really have had that friendship even though he studies in the same school as mine during  elementary. Our acquintance was refreshed when he also begun to study in SPSHS.

There's not much excitement at all, at first at least. We were just like ordinary friends, talking, laughing and all until one day something happened that awakened us both to some sort of reality.

It was another plain afternoon for me. The ride going home is not much fun because each one of us are dommed in our own silent thoughts. Contrastingly, my two friends, a boy and a girl were engaged into some sort of an interesting conversation. My friend Daphne noticed them and started teasing them, singing the chorus of the song "Getting To Know Each Other". We, my close friend joined in the banter. Because the talking two are seated beside me and my close friend, we started piling some bags between us and the couple so that they can have some sort of privacy. We did not notice that in doing so the two of us are also drawn closer together. Daphne's attention was transferred to us and it was now the two of us to whom she's been dedicating her song. She is saying that we are compatible. The two of us blushed, we haven't even thought of that. Our mind is limited to only being friends but the effect on me, it seems different. I started to think  otherwise.

I started to be  concious of him, to be aware of him I should say. I no longer want to sit beside him because i'm  afraid our ridemates would tease us. He too, on the other hand seems to be shy. We barely talked to each other. I noticed him stealing glances on me, his expression wanting to say something. I too, chance some glimpse of him wanting to start a conversation but has no guts to do so.  What's holding my tounge back? What's keeping my mouth shut? Is this really something, some sort of crush inside me? What's wrong with him also? Why isn't he talking to me anymore? Is he also shy? Shy about  what? Perhaps he feels something towards me too? I don't think so.So, i have to approach him first? No, I'll wait for him to do so. Pride is holding me back and i don't want to lose face.

I thought the silent would end soon but to my dismay it streched for  months , with an exchange of a word or two between us. There was nothing to talk about, for months it seemed to him. I waited and waited for any sign of cordiality from him but nothig came. What does he want? Is he really intending to waste away our friendship? I can't remember anything that I have done wrong to him. .Until one day I have discovered the reason for his coldness. .(to be continued)    
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janet
ANGEL


In a dreamless night
With sparkling light
I had a vision
That I can't mention


An angel came down from heaven
With wings and a present
He came to me for a visit
He was my angel


He came to me with open arms
He held me in his arms with comfort
He was really my angel
Who came to brighten up my lonely world


Oh, how I love him
Oh, how I care for him
My angel, my hero,
My everything




-blueheart



 I've written this poem when i was still in my fifth grade. This was my first poem ever actually.
I was inspired to write this poem then, because of my crush. . .jeje. .His name is Kennneth Co. He's an amazing guy for me. He's got everything what a little girl  like me would dream about, cute, intelligent, sporty. What attracted me most to him is his gentle attitude towards me. i've noticed his special care and it made me feel too confident to think that he has a crush on  me too. .that was so silly of me. . .I clearly remembered. . .I stumbled upon a big rock and incidently i almost fell to the ground head on. . Thanks  my crush ws there to held me. He was really my saviour. .my angel and that was how my desire for writing a poem begun. . My imaginations begun to run wild. . .I misinterpreted his flattering attention towards me. It was late when I found out that he has a sweetheart. . I was, to him, his precious little sister. .













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janet
Taylor Swift — You Belong With Me

You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset.
She's going off about something that you said
'Cuz she doesn't get your humor like I do...
I'm in the room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do'

But she wears short skirts
I wear T-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm in the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walk in the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself
Hey isn't this easy

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say your fine
I know you better then that
Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that

She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up
And find that what what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see
You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know
Baby...
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh'
I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're about to cry
And I know your favorite songs
And you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong
I think I know it's with me...

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you see
You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time
How could you not know
Baby you belong with me
You belong with me

You belong with me
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with

You belong with me...
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