Tuesday, February 08, 2005

i love kids

there will be exceptions ofcourse...some kids are just ultra annoying. some brats who think theyre cute when they make faces at you that makes you just want to squeeze their tiny little necks to your satisfaction, or maybe pinch them until the blood gush out of their skin!?! well not really...i dont get that pissed off at them to do such a horrible thing, in reality i just make face back at them.

but in general, i really love kids. back at my univ., my org. has this every saturday childcare program where we take these kids from a nearby community. its just about three hours of playing with them or doing whatever to make their saturday fun. and on wednesdays we tutor grade six students from a nearby public school. im not present in all saturdays and wednesdays because of university stuff plus oh-im-gonna-do-that-_ _ _ _ (could be a paper, project, review, etc.)-next-week-but-for-now-ill-enjoy-procrastinating-while-watching-tv syndrome which makes me pseudo busy. but when i do attend, i really enjoy it. and you know the feeling you get when the kids still remember your name even after youve been *m.i.a. for ages? or when youre walking in some random street and one of the kids see you from across the street and start calling you "ate kL! ate kL!." or when they look up to you, telling you they also want to study economics and be a UPian like you...i stopped for a few minutes to figure out the word to describe how it feels but until now no one word could say it all. i really love kids.

like when my aunt and my little cousin lived in our home for a while, i would give my four year old cousin a bath, or feed her, or lie on the bed beside her while brushing her hair with my hand, in the afternoons until she's fast asleep...she makes me feel like i'm the big sister that im not. tears. i miss those times. sure, she gets on my nerves sometimes...no, sometimes is an understatement..she gets on my nerves a lot. she's picture crazy. shes just mad about pictures. sometimes i think, she's becoming a bona fide narcissistic. my phone has a camera. oftentimes while im texting someone, id just notice theres a little creature posing in front of me, with a smile stretched from ear to ear, with this creature's head a little bit tilt-->my little cousin thinking i'm gonna take a picture of her. i remember often finding her in my room looking at my mirror while fixing her hair. i hate it most when she would act like a 50 year old and start reprimanding me like she's really my mother. i hate it coz her expression looks so real and i just want to slap her to remind her shes only four years old. i hate it too when she throws tantrums and acts like a perfect bitch in the making. she's crazy...and i miss her. they went back to their real home even before i left for tokyo and i made her promise she wont forget me...i dont know if her 4 year old mind can understand what a promise is...

i just...*sigh* adore kids.

*m.i.a.= missing in action

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About Falling Star

my friend said this about me on friendster.com...but i'm afraid she might have been drunk when she wrote this: Kristine, 02/16/2004: kl... witty, sincere, cry baby, pretty, holy, fragile, precious, innocent and sweet... definitely too good to be true... :)

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Falling star's many names

elle(=mama calls me this)
marumaruchan
baby(=ate calls me this)
munchkin
onigiri
tabs
crown
bungkakelkel
fries
kaye
kL
tike
peps
kuting
kath
etoile_fillante

Vanity

Loves

neoprints
falling in like (makes me happy, worried, giggly, scared...its a roller coaster. often painful but worth it)
seeing papa or mama or ate laugh soOo hard...anything that makes them happy makes me twice as happy.
a long hot shower
stars
music box
receiving bouquet of flowers
flying kites
walking barefoot on the grass
wearing newly washed pjs
dressing up or trying out costumes
theater
music
pigging out
time alone
climbing trees

Detests

egotistic bitchy evil jerks
any slimy crawling creature (snake, catterpillar, whatever...)
tokyo earthquakes (because they happen a lot and they scare me because my family's not here and no one can protect me :()

Wish List

1. to be in two places at one time. i wish i could stay here longer than my intended stay, and yet i wish to be home too.
2.a music box in the tune of "wind beneath my wings"
3. the one
4.to get my old weight back. i dont even wish to be thinner, i only wish to be able to wear three of my now-i-cant-wear trousers
5.to be loved (by a boy)
6.to be remembered in a nice way
7.to be able to eat all the ice creams and cakes and chocolates i want without getting fat
8.what else?! still thinking....

Favorite Movies...

The Classic
A Walk To Remember
Ima Ai Ni Yukimasu
My Sassy Girl
The Land Before Time
In The Mood For Love
Amelie
Children of Heaven
Serendipity
My Life In Pink
Moulin Rouge
The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
Love Undercover 2
I Am Sam
A Tale of Two Sisters

Music Box...

MYMP
Kitchie Nadal
Coldplay
Rascal Flatts
Counting Crows
Alanis Morissette
Avril Lavigne
Beatles
The Carpenters
Chantal Kreviazuk
The Corrs
Dido
Enya
Moonstar88
Jamie Rivera
Parokya ni Edgar
Heather Nova
Jewel
Lene Marlin
Lisa Loeb
Maroon5
Norah Jones
The Red Hot Chili Peppers
Barbie's Cradle
Sarah McLachlan
Sixpence None The Richer
Sophie B. Hawkins
Vonda Shepard
Evanescence

~~Things I like in a boy...~~

(hehehehe...in random order...^_^)

someone who believes in my dreams...someone who believes in me.
faithful. to God and to me.
someone who can enjoy the small things in life, like waking up at night just to gaze at the stars or walking barefoot on the grass.
someone who i can enjoy silence with...someone i could spend a day with without having to utter any word or sound and yet feel like that was one of the best days i've had.
someone who i can feel safe with. someone i can trust with my life. someone who will take care of me. of course i dont need to be taken care of... i mean until now ive never been with anyone but im still doing okay....but, i guess...i just want to feel being cared for.
a little boy at heart. ^_^
someone who can tell me my hair's a mess--but can get away with it without offending me. someone who can criticize me but would not make me feel less special.
loves my family and friends. because my family is everything to me. and they are part of who i am...its uh...package deal. ^_^
someone i can be friends with long after the sparks fade and the feelings lost, for whats the point of getting to know each other and investing so much emotions then just hate each other in the end when things dont work out?
someone who i dont have to spend every single day with for me to feel loved.
someone who kneels down and pray.
someone i can feel at home with.
eto pa...^_^

Things I like in a boy...(edited version)

(hehehehe...in random order...^_^)

someone possible
someone who i love and someone who can love me back

current mood

How to make a Falling Star

Ingredients:
1/2 cup of naivety
3/4 cup of laughter
1/4 cup & 1 tsp. of insecurity

Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of sadness. Sprinkle a bit of craziness (it's not complete without that!). Serve chilled with a smile. And recently, i discovered that if you add a pinch of faith, it'll be a lot better. Yum!*Do not overindulge!*

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

I always wanted to be someone else...but im being unfair to myself. it should be okay to be me..

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it's a long long journey...

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some random things
Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit...or...
uh-oh
never in his thoughts
yesterday
single's awareness day
i am loved
something wonderful
if today was two years ago
this 'something' else...

Thoughts to ponder on...

When i lost you, I was the one who loved you most, but between us you lost more. For someday I can love someone the way that i loved you but you will never be loved again the way that i did...

everything happens for a reason, nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. illness, injury, failures, love lost, memories of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of one's soul. without the small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. it would be safe and comfortable but uttery pointless...

do not undermine your worth by comparing yourself with others, it is because we are different that each of us is special...

do not let your life slip through your fingers by living in the past or for the future. by living your life, one day at a time, you live all the days of your life...

do not be afraid to encounter risks, it is by taking risks that we learn how to be brave...

do not run through life so fast that you forget, not only where you have been, but also where you are going...

Humankind get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up, and then long to be children again...

We cannot make anyone love us. All we can do is let ourselves be loved.

"If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive." - Eleonora Duse

"This is courage...to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends." - Euripedes

"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark." - George Iles

The hardest thing to do is to watch someone you love, love someone else.

Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, then its not the end.

Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them.

Men are not worthy of precious tears, they just make us look terrible...

Its amazing the things you realize when you lose someone; you get mad at yourself for not saying the things you could've a million times, you take for grantd the days doing nothing when you could have been with them. anyone can be taken at anytime in our lives, but we always wait until theyre gone to say the things we never had the courage to before

Watching you walk out of my life hasn't made me bitter or cynical about love, but rather, it has shown me that if i wanted so badly to be with the wrong person, how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along...

why is it so damn hard to fall in love?

The Truth About Falling Star

more wishes

What is the sound of a Heart Breaking?

its the sound of the conversations you made up in your head that never happened. its the sound of the pages of your book as you skim through it...as you try in vain to wander in another world. its the sound of his laugh playing in your head, or his voice that you seem to hear everywhere only for you to turn and realize it wasnt him...that it was just your head playing tricks on you. its the sound of your pen as it touches your journal as you try to write your feelings hoping itll ebb away along with the ink in your pen. its the sound of a sad song as it pricks your heart. its the sound of your footsteps on the ground, walking alone. its the sound of your laugh that hides the pain inside...its every little sound...

its every little sound because when your heart breaks....you feel like even the rain is talking to you, crying with you...or the wind, trying to comfort you by sending you a breeze...sometimes its the laugh and sweet whisperings of the couple sitting beside you on the train as if mocking you...or his laugh that shows no sign of pain, no sign that he is affected in anyway...

but mostly, its the sound of your tears rolling down your cheeks...its the sobs...its the sound of your heart catching for breath because you were crying a lot...you almost ran out of it...

its a familiar sound, but not quite...because although youve gone through it before...its always a different sound....

and yes, destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as a feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you...

in the movie "in the mood for love," if someone had a secret they didnt want to share, they go up to a mountain, find a tree, carve a hole in it and whisper the secret into the hole...then they cover it with mud, leaving the secret there forever...

this is my hole...